<?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-6851837913426512261</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:31:53.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Tale Gone Mad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3901569463601552887</id><published>2012-01-27T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:31:53.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekadar Renungan Bersama. :)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum semua.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah SWT berfirman di dalam sebuah hadis, maksudnya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Aku adalah seperti mana sangkaan hamba-Ku dan Aku bersama dengannya ketika ia mengingati Aku. Jika ia ingat kepada-Ku di dalam hatinya, Aku ingat kepadanya di dalam hati-Ku. Dan jika ia ingat kepada-Ku di khalayak ramai, nescaya Aku pun ingat kepadanya dalam khalayak ramai lebih baik. Dan jika ia mendekati-Ku sejengkal, Aku pun mendekatinya sehasta. Dan jika ia mendekati-Ku sehasta, nescaya Aku mendekatinya sedepa. Dan jika ia datang kepada-Ku berjalan, maka Aku datang kepadanya sambil berlari."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hadis Qudsi riwayat Tirmidzi dan Abu Hurairah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3901569463601552887?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3901569463601552887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3901569463601552887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3901569463601552887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3901569463601552887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/sekadar-renungan-bersama.html' title='Sekadar Renungan Bersama. :)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2644322101705328211</id><published>2012-01-26T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:06:03.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jika Dia Bukan Jodohku?</title><content type='html'>Bukan mudah untuk beriman dengan takdir. Kita mungkin berkata kita percaya, tetapi apabila datang dugaan-dugaan tertentu, ada yang akan cuba bertindak seolah-olah tidak dapat menerima ketentuan Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah SWT di dalam Surah Hud Ayat-9:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;“Dan demi sesungguhnya! Jika Kami rasakan manusia sesuatu pemberian rahmat dari Kami kemudian Kami tarik balik pemberian itu daripadanya, mendapati dia amat berputus asa, lagi amat tidak bersyukur.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang yang berusaha dengan niat untuk beramal akan “berasa lain” sekiranya mereka gagal mencapai matlamat. Mereka akan sentiasa berasa tenang walaupun didatangi kesusahan atau kesenangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka terdiri daripada golongan yang bahagia di dunia dan sedang menanti kebahagiaan di akhirat. Tiada satu perkara yang berlaku pada diri mereka yang dapat menggugat ketenangan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaliknya, mereka yang berusaha untuk kebahagiaan dunia mungkin akan merasa bahagia apabila matlamat tercapai. Namun sekiranya gagal, mereka akan berasa amat dukacita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya mereka kehilangan sesuatu, mereka akan bermatian-matian untuk mempertahankan atau mendapatkannya semula. Sekiranya mereka gagal mendapatkannya semula, hati mereka akan berasa gelisah dan hidup mereka mula menderita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu mereka menyalahkan orang lain dan akhirnya menyalahkan Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika seseorang itu jodoh kita, dia tetap jodoh kita. Jika seseorang itu bukan jodoh kita, dia tetap bukan jodoh kita, walau apapun yang kita lakukan, tidak ada gunanya memaksa diri mempertahankan. Dengan menyerahkan kepada ketentuan, lazimnya Tuhan akan membuka jalan-jalan yang tidak pernah kita fikirkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mempercayai takdir bukan bermaksud berputus asa. Frasa “putus asa” sepatutnya tidak wujud di dalam kamus hidup seorang mukmin. Kita tidak boleh berputus asa dalam mengharapkan rahmat Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perbanyakkan doa untuk kebaikan. Sebarang usaha perlu dijalankan dengan kaedah yang betul. Ada sesetengah orang yang ditinggalkan kekasih atau suami lalu cuba mendapatkan semula dengan kaedah mengumpat, memfitnah dan memburukkan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaliknya, sekiranya mereka berhenti seketika untuk berdoa dan bermuhasabah diri serta menerima ketentuannya, lebih banyak manfaat dapat diperolehi. Salah satu daripadanya adalah ketenangan, selanjutnya adalah iman. InsyaAllah.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Artikel diambil dari blog seorang teman. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2644322101705328211?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2644322101705328211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2644322101705328211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2644322101705328211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2644322101705328211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/jika-dia-bukan-jodohku.html' title='Jika Dia Bukan Jodohku?'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4833231610778114865</id><published>2012-01-26T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:09:44.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Home... :'(</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.. Semua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya dah pulang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesti korang tertanya-tanya kan, kenapa aku balik lebih awal dari yang sepatutnya..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nampaknya, kesihatan aku tidak mengizinkan aku untuk beraktiviti lasak dan ganas seperti yang di latihan tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari ke-3 latihan, akak &lt;i&gt;senior&lt;/i&gt; telah berbaik hati untuk membawa aku ke Pusat Kesihatan, rupa-rupanya aku ni ada &amp;nbsp;_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ &amp;nbsp; _ _ _ _ _ _ . Ayah risau, &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; aku pun pulanglah ke rumah tercinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, setelah rehat yang cukup, badan aku yang pada mulanya macam nak patah, bengkak dan lebam sana-sini sudah beransur pulih. Tapi aku tak berapa nak boleh angkat tangan aku la, sakit gila pegang trumpet yang berat gila tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik rumah pulak, aku demammmm... Demam ni memang hobi aku. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana aku &lt;i&gt;skip&lt;/i&gt; latihan &lt;i&gt;brass band&lt;/i&gt; untuk semester ni, semester depan aku kena ambil latihan ni lagi, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HUHUHUHU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Takpelah, dah terpaksa, nak buat macam mana.. Korbankan kesihatan semata-mata untuk TIDAK gagal dalam ko-kurikulum. Sadis kan? &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku dah taubatttttt tak nak main trumpet daaahhh. Semput aku tak cukup oksigen..... &lt;i&gt;Leader&lt;/i&gt; aku pun suruh main &lt;i&gt;percussion&lt;/i&gt; (yang banyak &lt;i&gt;drum&lt;/i&gt; tuh) semester depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt;, aku mohon, korang doa lah aku tak gagal subjek ko-kurikulum semester ni, ye? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Tak jumpa jodoh pun sepanjang 3 hari aku kat latihan tuh..&amp;nbsp;JODOHKU.. CEPATLAH DATANGGGGG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/S: Semoga jodohku sihat sejahtera, dimurahkan rezeki, dan bahagia selalu dimana jua dia berada, siapapun dia... :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/S/S: Add me on Skype!! Username: &lt;b&gt;hana.anuar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4833231610778114865?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4833231610778114865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4833231610778114865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4833231610778114865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4833231610778114865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-home.html' title='I Am Home... :&apos;('/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2980253750529197454</id><published>2012-01-22T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:47:36.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Korang. Jumpa Korang 1 Februari Nanti. :)</title><content type='html'>Hari ni hari terakhir di rumah!! &lt;i&gt;Well, at least until 1st February&lt;/i&gt; lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bermula esok, saya akan kembali ke kampus! Latihan Intensif Brass Band ke-40. Universiti Teknologi MARA (UiTM), Shah Alam!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyNTAGJ7wE0/TxwR4edGH2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/DLnRjQngz5M/s1600/logo-boss3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyNTAGJ7wE0/TxwR4edGH2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/DLnRjQngz5M/s400/logo-boss3.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Band of Spirit, UiTM Shah Alam.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maka itu, dengan ini aku mengumumkan, aku akan berada di kampus selama 10 hari dalam cuti semester ini untuk menjalani latihan ini. Nak main trumpet wok! &lt;i&gt;Excited&lt;/i&gt; la jugak. Jadi, jika ada sesiapa yang merindui aku, &lt;i&gt;please kindly contact me via phone&lt;/i&gt;. Tu pun kalau korang ada nombor &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; aku la kan. Ngahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wish me luck&lt;/i&gt;. Bak kata Farah, &lt;b&gt;"mana taw jumpa jodoh? kahkahkah."&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okeh. &lt;i&gt;Joking joking&lt;/i&gt;. Siapa lah yang nak kat aku neh haaaaaaa oiiiii.. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(style makcik tua)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: See you all on 1st February. Take care all! Love you all!! Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2980253750529197454?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2980253750529197454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2980253750529197454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2980253750529197454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2980253750529197454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/bye-korang-jumpa-korang-1-februari.html' title='Bye Korang. Jumpa Korang 1 Februari Nanti. :)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyNTAGJ7wE0/TxwR4edGH2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/DLnRjQngz5M/s72-c/logo-boss3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2520018927026988957</id><published>2012-01-22T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T02:05:45.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Pun Nak Cuti Jugak.. :(</title><content type='html'>Semua orang sedang bercuti.. Berlibur sana-sini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua kawan-kawan aku sedang menikmati cuti semester sampai bulan Mac..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku? Isnin ni bermulalah &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Latihan Intensif Brass Band (LIBB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; di UiTM Shah Alam. 10 hari aku kat kampus. Tak balik kau tau tak? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih tak terkira. Setiap hari untuk 10 hari belajar muzik macam orang gila. &lt;i&gt;I'm going to play trumpet&lt;/i&gt;. Dah 4 tahun aku tak main trumpet. &lt;i&gt;I wonder if I can still blow that thing&lt;/i&gt;. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi takpe. Mau atau tidak, kena ikhlaskan hati. InsyaAllah ada hikmahnya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada tanggal 1 Februari 2012, barulah aku balik rumah. Nak tido puas-puas! Ganti balik tido aku yang tak cukup sepanjang bulan &lt;i&gt;exam&lt;/i&gt;. Nak &lt;i&gt;online&lt;/i&gt;, nak masak, nak &lt;i&gt;shopping&lt;/i&gt;, nak buat semualah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almaklumlah.. Saya ni bukan macam perempuan-perempuan lain disana, yang masing-masing ada &lt;i&gt;boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; kannnnn.. &lt;i&gt;Family&lt;/i&gt; dan sahabat-sahabat saya lah &lt;i&gt;boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; setia saya. :) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku wanita yang kuat, dengan Allah dihati, dengan keluarga dan sahabat disisi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2520018927026988957?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2520018927026988957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2520018927026988957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2520018927026988957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2520018927026988957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/aku-pun-nak-cuti-jugak.html' title='Aku Pun Nak Cuti Jugak.. :('/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3371043385089760717</id><published>2012-01-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:15:56.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nak Handphone Baru.............. :(</title><content type='html'>Okeh dah habis &lt;i&gt;exam&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Microbiology&lt;/i&gt; tadi sangat SUSAH. SUSAH TAHAP GILA. Apa yang aku baca langsung tak keluar. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dapat &lt;i&gt;paper&lt;/i&gt; tadi, &lt;i&gt;I was lik&lt;/i&gt;e, "&lt;i&gt;What the&lt;/i&gt;... Amende ni weiiiii??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawab je la apa yang termampu. Yang penting dah habis &lt;i&gt;exam&lt;/i&gt;. HOHOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiiii. &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; aku terendam dalam air! Habis! Kisahnya begini.. Aku letak &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; dalam beg, pastuh dalam beg tu ada botol air. Rupanya botol air aku tu tak tutup rapat. Habis lah &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;aku mandi dalam beg tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana aku nak cari &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; neh. Kacau&lt;i&gt; budget&lt;/i&gt; aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastuh &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; aku ni pun satu.. Kau bayangkan, dah tulis SMS panjang-panjang, tiba-tiba &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; tu&lt;i&gt; restart&lt;/i&gt; sendiri. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;WHAT THE FACULTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; gile kan? Kalau tengah &lt;i&gt;call&lt;/i&gt; orang, sukahati dia je nak &lt;i&gt;low battery&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Please&lt;/i&gt; lah wei. Nokia 3310 pun lagi tahan lasak kot. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3371043385089760717?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3371043385089760717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3371043385089760717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3371043385089760717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3371043385089760717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/nak-handphone-baru.html' title='Nak Handphone Baru.............. :('/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8981975875419029858</id><published>2012-01-18T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T02:19:06.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Capital M.</title><content type='html'>Susah juga yah, punya kontak batin sama seseorang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dia sedang bersedih disana, aku yang disini juga turut merasa bersedih hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dia sedang merindui disana, aku disini juga akan menitiskan air mata, karena turut merinduinya disini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa aku bisa menghentikan segala bentuk komunikasi antara kamu dan aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena ini semua untuk kebaikan kamu juga lho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak mahu menjadi si dia yang membuat kamu menangis selalu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tak pernah akan menyukai segala apa yang aku lakukan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu artinya kamu gak akan pernah bisa menerima aku apa adanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku sangat berharap kamu tidak membaca &lt;i&gt;post&lt;/i&gt; ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah aku sudah melarang kamu untuk membaca blog aku? Kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are you doing here now&lt;/i&gt;? Lagi ngintip aku yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari dulu sampai sekarang kamu ini memang keras kepala orangnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku berharap kamu baik-baik saja disana. Dan kamu HARUS berada dalam keadaan yang baik, seperti yang aku harapkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tidak, sia-sia saja aku pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please be happy&lt;/i&gt;. Tanpa kakak. Ye ye??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8981975875419029858?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8981975875419029858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8981975875419029858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8981975875419029858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8981975875419029858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-capital-m.html' title='Dear Capital M.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2910679470984484704</id><published>2012-01-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:20:22.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demam. :(</title><content type='html'>Sakit hidung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selasa ni ada &lt;i&gt;exam&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Environmental Science Management&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumaat ni ada &lt;i&gt;exam&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Microbiology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak larat.. Tapi ada banyak lagi yang mesti dibaca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nescafe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;I need you&lt;/i&gt;. Tak mau tido! &lt;i&gt;You cannot sleep now&lt;/i&gt; Hana!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah Ya Rabb, kuatkan aku. Jadikan aku wanita yang kuat......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerana-Mu aku kuat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2910679470984484704?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2910679470984484704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2910679470984484704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2910679470984484704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2910679470984484704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/demam.html' title='Demam. :('/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3239962837162209552</id><published>2012-01-13T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:49:18.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mencuri.</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum semua.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa itu mencuri? Menurut Kamus Dewan Edisi Ke-4, mencuri bermaksud &lt;b&gt;mengambil kepunyaan orang tidak dengan kebenarannya&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mencuri merupakan sebahagian daripada dosa besar. Hasil pencurian itu merupakan sesuatu yang sudah haram hukumnya buat si pencuri atau siapa pun yang memperoleh hasil curian itu. Apabila sesuatu yang haram masuk ke dalam tubuh seseorang, maka akan terhijablah semua doa-doanya, dan selagi seseorang itu terus menerus melakukan perbuatan ini, dia akan digelumangi dengan dosa yang mengalir seperti air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun secara jelas, bahawa mencuri ini berdosa besar hukumnya, mengapa masih ada hamba Allah yang mencuri? Tidak ada duit? Terdesak? Kelaparan? Bukankah &lt;b&gt;ada banyak lagi cara halal&lt;/b&gt; yang boleh dilakukan untuk mendapatkan rezeki. Salah satunya adalah dengan beristighfar, pohonlah keampunan dari Allah SWT, kerana kalau dosa kita banyak, sudah tentu rezeki pun susah nak masuk, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkan, anda mencuri sesuatu yang merupakan milik seseorang ini, dan orang itu tidak menghalalkan satu pun yang anda ambil dari dia, anda yakin anda akan hidup dengan tenang? Allah Maha Melihat, lagi Maha Mengetahui. Allah juga Maha Adil. Yang jahat pasti akan kalah pada yang baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHlM4xb48tU/TxAzky6wSyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/GJ2yq3-H7GA/s1600/05-38+%2528Al-Maidah%2529%255B7%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHlM4xb48tU/TxAzky6wSyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/GJ2yq3-H7GA/s400/05-38+%2528Al-Maidah%2529%255B7%255D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Laki-laki yang mencuri dan perempuan yang mencuri, potonglah tangan keduanya (sebagai) pembalasan bagi apa yang mereka kerjakan dan sebagai siksaan dari Allah. Dan Allah Maha Perkasa lagi Maha Bijaksana."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Q.S. Almaidah (5) : 38)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekadar renungan bersama sesama Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Allah menjauhkan dan melindungi kita daripada perbuatan-perbuatan seperti ini. Amin Ya Rabb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3239962837162209552?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3239962837162209552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3239962837162209552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3239962837162209552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3239962837162209552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/mencuri.html' title='Mencuri.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHlM4xb48tU/TxAzky6wSyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/GJ2yq3-H7GA/s72-c/05-38+%2528Al-Maidah%2529%255B7%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8574410204684329120</id><published>2012-01-07T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:24:47.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sila Ambil Perhatian Ya Wahai Manusia.</title><content type='html'>Okeh. Sila baca &lt;i&gt;quote&lt;/i&gt; di bawah. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ly9nIYbfbpA/TwgqOPOmsjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9wvyukKVwyc/s1600/406595_357956304221100_121710707845662_1686124_13225305_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ly9nIYbfbpA/TwgqOPOmsjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9wvyukKVwyc/s400/406595_357956304221100_121710707845662_1686124_13225305_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau&lt;i&gt; traslation&lt;/i&gt;-nya buat mereka yang tak memahami bahasa Melayu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Find a husband/wife who can make you happy. If he/she is not cute, it's okay. You can always turn off the lights."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KIHKIHKIH. Lawaklah. Tapi ada kebenarannya. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8574410204684329120?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8574410204684329120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8574410204684329120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8574410204684329120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8574410204684329120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/sila-ambil-perhatian-ya-wahai-manusia.html' title='Sila Ambil Perhatian Ya Wahai Manusia.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ly9nIYbfbpA/TwgqOPOmsjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9wvyukKVwyc/s72-c/406595_357956304221100_121710707845662_1686124_13225305_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7229012366608968235</id><published>2012-01-01T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:06:06.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pada Hari Ini..</title><content type='html'>Tido lambat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun lambat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turun cari makanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua kafe tutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu kafe je bukak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu pun takde lauk tau tak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinggal ayam goreng. SAHAJA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beli nasi &amp;amp; ayam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan dengan kicap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tido balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada bunyi handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini ku terjaga kembali. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa nak jadi dengan aku neh?????? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Farah cakap, "Farid, Farid.. Bila nak masuk meminang saya niehhhh..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7229012366608968235?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7229012366608968235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7229012366608968235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7229012366608968235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7229012366608968235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/pada-hari-ini.html' title='Pada Hari Ini..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6262201220269038825</id><published>2011-12-31T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:07:10.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Tinggal 2011. :)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum murid-murid! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak jawab salam dosa. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, hari ni bertarikh 31 Disember 2011, bermaksud pada esok hari, bermulalah hari-hari kita pada tahun 2012 pulak. Tahun 2011 ni boleh dikatakan tahun yang agak mencabar dan penuh dengan ujian jugak lah bagi aku. Tapi alhamdulillah, &lt;i&gt;at least I'm still alive right&lt;/i&gt;? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ni banyak mengajar aku tentang kedewasaan, dan pengorbanan. Aku belajar tentang kedewasaan melalui sahabat-sahabat aku dan juga orang disekeliling aku. Pada tahun ni jugak, memang banyak jugak la &lt;b&gt;manusia-manusia penyangak&lt;/b&gt; yang sudi hadir dalam hidup aku yang memang dah &lt;i&gt;chaotic&lt;/i&gt; ni. &lt;i&gt;But still I want to thank them all, because I have learned A LOT from them actually&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya... Aku pun tak tau nak cakap apa lagi dahhh..&lt;br /&gt;Semoga tahun 2012 ini tahun yang penuh berkah, rezeki, rahmat, kasih sayang, cinta, kejayaan, kesabaran dan.. insyaAllah, ada kebahagiaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Tahun ni aku nak jumpa jodoh aku. Jangan jealous.... HAHAHAHA. Gurau je.... xD&lt;br /&gt;P/S/S: I'm turning 20 in 2012 !!! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6262201220269038825?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6262201220269038825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6262201220269038825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6262201220269038825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6262201220269038825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/selamat-tinggal-2011.html' title='Selamat Tinggal 2011. :)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3518990285199350751</id><published>2011-12-30T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T19:03:47.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kami Cute Tak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Cute&lt;/i&gt; tak? Tak? Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Study week&lt;/i&gt; = Stress!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxJRI_3Q6io/Tv2ZRZfebTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/M5CFtE_jsus/s1600/Picture00021blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxJRI_3Q6io/Tv2ZRZfebTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/M5CFtE_jsus/s400/Picture00021blog.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lalalalalalalalala.. ~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3518990285199350751?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3518990285199350751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3518990285199350751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3518990285199350751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3518990285199350751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/kami-cute-tak.html' title='Kami Cute Tak?'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxJRI_3Q6io/Tv2ZRZfebTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/M5CFtE_jsus/s72-c/Picture00021blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5574670775644038195</id><published>2011-12-29T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:39:25.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rtOvBOTyX00" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darling don't be afraid, I've loved you for a thousand years.. I love you for a thousand more.. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sweet song isn't it? ^_^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5574670775644038195?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5574670775644038195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5574670775644038195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5574670775644038195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5574670775644038195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/thousand-years.html' title='A Thousand Years.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rtOvBOTyX00/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-1971801890971494078</id><published>2011-12-29T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:59:16.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perananmu Dalam Sesebuah Ukhwah Itu..</title><content type='html'>Apabila kita menyayangi atau menghargai seseorang, terimalah dia seadanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia adalah seorang yang tegas, tegaskan juga hatimu, supaya tidak mudah berkecil hati dengan ketegasannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia membuat dirimu sedikit terluka, anggaplah itu sebagai penguji sesuatu ukhwah atau silaturrahim itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan terlalu cepat menghakimi dia, kerana anda tidak tahu dan tidak melalui masa lalunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia diam seribu bahasa, janganlah berkata-kata, cukup sekadar memberi senyuman, dalam hati dirimu mengatakan padanya, "Jangan risau. Aku ada disini. Tak kira apa jua yang berlaku, insyaAllah.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia sedang marah, jangan disimbah lagi api kemarahannya dengan api. Tapi jadilah air. Seperti angin yang lembut, tidak perlulah memaksa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia ketawa, kita ketawa bersama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika dia bersedih, jadilah telinganya, dan teman sejatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang penting, selagi tidak memudaratkan dirimu dan dirinya, jadilah dirimu sendiri. Tidak perlu menjadi seseorang yang bukan dirimu untuk orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakukanlah semuanya kerana ALLAH SWT. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Yang di atas ini semua tidak semestinya untuk kekasih ya, saya lebih memfokuskan dalam konteks persahabatan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May Allah bless all of you&lt;/i&gt;. Amin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-1971801890971494078?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1971801890971494078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=1971801890971494078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1971801890971494078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1971801890971494078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/perananmu-dalam-sesebuah-ukhwah-itu.html' title='Perananmu Dalam Sesebuah Ukhwah Itu..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3027371338197755106</id><published>2011-12-26T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T16:38:37.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buat Teman-Teman Yang Sedang Menuntut Di Universiti.</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Allah permudahkan perjalanan aku dan sahabat-sahabatku sebagai penuntut ilmu di universiti. Permudahkanlah untuk kami dalam menerima dan memahami ilmu yang diajar.. Tenangkan, terangkan, dan bersihkan hati serta akal kami, jadikan kami orang yang selalu berusaha dan tidak mudah berputus asa, yang akan bangkit setiap kali kami jatuh.. Jauhkan kami dari sifat malas, berkatilah usaha kami, berkatilah ilmu-ilmu yang kami pelajari, murahkan rezeki kami dunia dan akhirat..&lt;br /&gt;Jadikan kami hamba2-Mu yang ikhlas menuntut ilmu demi-Mu, agama-Mu, keluarga dan diri kami sendiri, bukan demi perkara-perkara yang hanya akan mencampakkan kami ke dalam api neraka. Amin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berjuang semua. Manfaatkan &lt;i&gt;study week&lt;/i&gt; yang ada. Kejar anugerah dekan! Jika saya ada apa-apa kesalahan &amp;amp; kesilapan selama kita berkenalan, harap dimaafkan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good luck for your final exam!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3027371338197755106?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3027371338197755106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3027371338197755106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3027371338197755106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3027371338197755106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/buat-teman-teman-yang-sedang-menuntut.html' title='Buat Teman-Teman Yang Sedang Menuntut Di Universiti.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8826407844216091654</id><published>2011-12-26T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T12:46:29.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Hari Di Rumah - Mari Memasak Bersama Chef Hana !! :D</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum &lt;i&gt;readers&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, aku akhirnya pulang ke rumah untuk 2 hari, kerana tidak tahan melihat begitu banyak yang pulang ke rumah sempena &lt;i&gt;study week&lt;/i&gt; nih. &lt;i&gt;Even&lt;/i&gt; Prof. Sahol pun suruh kitaorang balik jumpa &lt;i&gt;parents kay&lt;/i&gt;.. &lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt; sila jangan dengki. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, oleh kerana di kolej universiti aku tak berpeluang untuk memasak, selain daripada masak MAGGI MEE, aku pun lepaskan gian memasak ni kat rumah. Rasa macam dah lama gila tak masak kat rumah. Ya, saya memang brutal, tapi brutal-brutal pun alhamdulillah, saya masih seorang wanita ye. WANITA Melayu Terakhir (Terakhirkah? Buat lawak. Hahahahaha). Aku dah bosan dengan menu-menu biasa, &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; terjumpa lah beberapa resepi yang agak menarik untuk dicuba. Alkisah, tengah malam semalam keluarga aku kelaparan. &lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt;, dapatlah idea untuk memasak hidangan yang diberi nama &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cc0000; color: white;"&gt;Sardin Masala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Baik punyeeee.. Sedap dimakan dengan lempeng, cekodok, tosai, capatti, roti canai dan yang sewaktu dengannya lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasalah, adik-adik aku menjadi mangsa untuk disuruh membeli barang-barang kat kedai. MUAHAHAHA. Setelah lengkap semua bahan, Chef Hana pun memulakan aktiviti hobinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDqheAeqhIo/Tvf33SqyqsI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FywcC8AHcT8/s1600/2512201127731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDqheAeqhIo/Tvf33SqyqsI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FywcC8AHcT8/s400/2512201127731.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ketika dalam proses dimasak..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RaLHfnlcFeI/Tvf4zHQsN9I/AAAAAAAAAho/p4j2w7OIPA4/s1600/2512201127761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RaLHfnlcFeI/Tvf4zHQsN9I/AAAAAAAAAho/p4j2w7OIPA4/s400/2512201127761.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hasilnya.... Tadaaaaa..!!!! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kepada bakal suami saya, walaupun saya tak tau anda siapa, tapi, kalau kita dah kahwin nanti, insyaAllah dijamin takkan kelaparan ye (Doa &lt;i&gt;neih&lt;/i&gt;..... AMIN...)... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love (&lt;i&gt;bon appetite!&lt;/i&gt;),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8826407844216091654?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8826407844216091654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8826407844216091654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8826407844216091654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8826407844216091654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-hari-di-rumah-mari-memasak-bersama.html' title='2 Hari Di Rumah - Mari Memasak Bersama Chef Hana !! :D'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDqheAeqhIo/Tvf33SqyqsI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FywcC8AHcT8/s72-c/2512201127731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-1624998755316465607</id><published>2011-12-25T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T07:35:00.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untukmu Agamamu, Untukku Agamaku.</title><content type='html'>Please read the dialog below, between a Muslim, and Michael (a non-Muslim)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael: Morning.. What a great day..&lt;br /&gt;Muslim: Morning.. So, how's your christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Michael: Great.. Will be enjoying very soon...&lt;br /&gt;Muslim: Good.&lt;br /&gt;Michael: No wish for me?&lt;br /&gt;Muslim: Islam respects the non Muslim, but to wish for other religion (as in for celebrations) is not allowed.&lt;br /&gt;Michael: But why?&lt;br /&gt;Muslim: Same as, like we can't stop you to drink liquor, but we can't drink it..&lt;br /&gt;Michael: But many Muslims did wish for me..&lt;br /&gt;Muslim: Can you confess our confession of faith (syahadah)?&lt;br /&gt;Michael: NO!.. Cannot!.. It will affect my faith..&lt;br /&gt;Muslim: But why? It's just a word.... Say it.. &lt;br /&gt;Michael: Now I understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* "Untukmu agamamu, dan untukku agamaku"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Not that I do not respect your religion, but as the dialog above explains, you all know why. Have a great day everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-1624998755316465607?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1624998755316465607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=1624998755316465607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1624998755316465607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1624998755316465607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/untukmu-agamamu-untukku-agamaku.html' title='Untukmu Agamamu, Untukku Agamaku.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8890798407606660720</id><published>2011-12-24T11:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:56:31.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Week Sudah Bermula di UiTM !!!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh.. Baru je habis ujian bertulis teori muzik&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Brass Band&lt;/i&gt; tadi. Tak susah &lt;i&gt;arh&lt;/i&gt;. Dah &lt;i&gt;study&lt;/i&gt; malam sebelumnya. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(eh ceh ceh.. &lt;i&gt;study&lt;/i&gt; sambil &lt;i&gt;online&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi ada soalan bahagian B. Soalan tu berbunyi begini;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Apakah nama objek yang dipegang oleh lelaki dalam gambar di bawah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXhWh1YudYc/TvVAiIPPYrI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_ZDUIqZIBWw/s1600/121_st_georges_day10_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="367" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXhWh1YudYc/TvVAiIPPYrI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_ZDUIqZIBWw/s400/121_st_georges_day10_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jawapan yang sebenar-benarnya: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: yellow;"&gt;Mace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jawapan yang aku tulis: &lt;b style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Tongkat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Watahell&lt;/i&gt;??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almaklum, dah lama bersara dari pancaragam sekolah. Bila dapat kertas soalan tadi, takde perasaan pun sebenarnya. Sebab tak tau &lt;i&gt;ape&lt;/i&gt; nak &lt;i&gt;expect&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Minggu ni bermulalah &lt;i&gt;study week&lt;/i&gt; untuk mahasiswa/mahasiswi yang sedang mengambil &lt;i&gt;degree&lt;/i&gt; di &lt;b&gt;Universiti Teknologi MARA&lt;/b&gt;, sebagai persediaan menghadapi &lt;i&gt;final exam&lt;/i&gt; untuk semester Sept 2011/Jan 2012 nih, bermula dari 5 Januari 2012 sehingga 20 Januari 2012.. Banyak gila &lt;i&gt;student&lt;/i&gt; yang balik rumah/kampung, termasuklah Farah.. Huhuhuhuhu. Aku pulak &lt;i&gt;dok&lt;/i&gt; kat sini, &lt;i&gt;study &lt;/i&gt;sorang-sorang&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(&lt;i&gt;study&lt;/i&gt; kah? kahkahkahkahkah..)&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu &lt;i&gt;study week&lt;/i&gt; di mana-mana universiti pun menandakan bermulanya minggu dimana para mahasiswa/mahasiswi akan &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;kelihatan tidak terurus&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;rambut serabai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;makan ikut suka hati&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;tidur tak cukup (kadang-kadang terlebih tidur)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;baju dan pakaian lain akan berterbangan di merata-rata tempat&lt;/span&gt;, tidak lupa juga pada &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;buku-buku, nota-nota kuliah, tutorial-tutorial, pensil pen pemadam pembaris &lt;i&gt;liquid paper&lt;/i&gt; yang berterabur di atas lantai/meja/katil&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap-harap takde yang belajar stress sangat sampai histeria. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Hidup mesti &lt;i&gt;happy-happy&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi dalam &lt;i&gt;happy-happy&lt;/i&gt; pun, haruslah berusaha menjadi hamba Allah yang soleh dan solehah... Oke murid-murid? Ngehehehehe ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2JfWi4RCi0/TvVI6hlS3FI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FczBbyUpgbs/s1600/380858_263747903686575_228264083901624_708416_2122514211_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2JfWi4RCi0/TvVI6hlS3FI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FczBbyUpgbs/s400/380858_263747903686575_228264083901624_708416_2122514211_n.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jangan &lt;i&gt;study&lt;/i&gt; sampai jadi macam ni ye. Patah hati ibu dan bapa anda kalau anda balik kampung dalam keadaan sebegini rupa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh. &lt;i&gt;Until next time&lt;/i&gt;! Tak tau lagi nak bebel &lt;i&gt;ape&lt;/i&gt; daaa.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYvw0MbBo8g/TvVHEwozLPI/AAAAAAAAAgM/gDZe8lIxKHE/s1600/22122011276211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYvw0MbBo8g/TvVHEwozLPI/AAAAAAAAAgM/gDZe8lIxKHE/s400/22122011276211.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orang lain dengar ceramah, kami berdua&amp;nbsp;main kamera. &lt;i&gt;Biaselah&lt;/i&gt; beb ~~ &amp;nbsp;xD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8890798407606660720?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8890798407606660720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8890798407606660720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8890798407606660720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8890798407606660720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/study-week-sudah-bermula-di-uitm.html' title='Study Week Sudah Bermula di UiTM !!!'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXhWh1YudYc/TvVAiIPPYrI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_ZDUIqZIBWw/s72-c/121_st_georges_day10_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-9214633615026333472</id><published>2011-12-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:26:10.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YTF. Yong Tau Foo.</title><content type='html'>Apa macam? Menggoda tak? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sz30BaXaivs/TvCnrpQwgOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/NwPxC7J_Fi8/s1600/201220112751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sz30BaXaivs/TvCnrpQwgOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/NwPxC7J_Fi8/s400/201220112751.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yong Tau Foo !!!!! :D RM 7 aku beli.... :p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-9214633615026333472?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9214633615026333472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=9214633615026333472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9214633615026333472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9214633615026333472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/ytf-yong-tau-foo.html' title='YTF. Yong Tau Foo.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sz30BaXaivs/TvCnrpQwgOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/NwPxC7J_Fi8/s72-c/201220112751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6244079319934688806</id><published>2011-12-20T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:04:35.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inilah Aku..</title><content type='html'>Aku memang suka makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencintai makanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kalau nampak aku banyak makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan terkejut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerana inilah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--IOcreLb7YQ/Tu9_aO9OqWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/C50KbuNLqUo/s1600/181220112735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--IOcreLb7YQ/Tu9_aO9OqWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/C50KbuNLqUo/s400/181220112735.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni&lt;i&gt; lunch&lt;/i&gt;, dan &lt;i&gt;dinner&lt;/i&gt; sekali. Seperti biasalah, melantak semua ni dengan Farah.. Ada 2 bungkus nasi + ayam penyet, 1 &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;beef burger&lt;/i&gt;, 1 &lt;i&gt;chicken burge&lt;/i&gt;r. Makkk aiihh.. Kenyang siakkk.. Ngahahahaha ~~~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun makan itu HOBI aku, kesihatan tetap harus dijaga. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa yang nak jadi suami aku, haruslah mencintai makanan juga. Tak tau memasak pun takpe, aku yang masak, kita sama-sama makannnn!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6244079319934688806?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6244079319934688806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6244079319934688806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6244079319934688806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6244079319934688806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/inilah-aku.html' title='Inilah Aku..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--IOcreLb7YQ/Tu9_aO9OqWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/C50KbuNLqUo/s72-c/181220112735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4910767307988114214</id><published>2011-12-18T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:02:31.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I can't stop saying this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love all my best friends&lt;/i&gt;. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Best friends&lt;/i&gt; aku pun bukannya banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Allah kerana telah mengurniakan aku nikmat persahabatan yang sangat, sangat berharga, sebagai seorang wanita yang masih baru dalam dunia kedewasaannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga persahabatan ini kekal dunia akhirat, Amin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N9MvgvxEquU/Tuzgs5g3kVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/faAdp1UWeuI/s1600/73742_1560912514211_1577276091_1317597_4601722_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N9MvgvxEquU/Tuzgs5g3kVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/faAdp1UWeuI/s320/73742_1560912514211_1577276091_1317597_4601722_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Akma, Cammy, Kak Deela &amp;amp; I..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cBA8nnzha_A/TuzhgNs6bSI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RB4Ppq952zw/s1600/301120112581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cBA8nnzha_A/TuzhgNs6bSI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RB4Ppq952zw/s320/301120112581.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farah &amp;amp; I..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berukhwah biarlah kerana Allah, bukan sekadar untuk teman kala susah atau sedih. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4910767307988114214?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4910767307988114214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4910767307988114214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4910767307988114214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4910767307988114214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N9MvgvxEquU/Tuzgs5g3kVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/faAdp1UWeuI/s72-c/73742_1560912514211_1577276091_1317597_4601722_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-9010377470984960307</id><published>2011-12-16T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T22:57:36.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Advice For Myself &amp; Others. :)</title><content type='html'>Apabila dalam hatimu ada niat untuk berubah menjadi lebih baik demi Allah dan agama-Nya, memang susah untuk kau menguatkan hatimu untuk kekal menjadi lebih baik daripada dirimu yang dulu. Namun, Allah melihat pada usaha dan doamu. Walaupun godaan disekelilingmu tidak pernah berhenti menarikmu kembali ke jalan lama, dan walaupun godaan itu semakin lama semakin kuat, ingatlah, bahawa pintu taubat Allah sentiasa terbuka. Tapi tak semestinya kau boleh menangguhkan taubatmu. Sekuat manapun ujian sepanjang jalanmu untuk berubah demi-Nya, teruskanlah usaha itu, dan dampingilah mereka yang dapat membimbingmu dan memotivasikanmu, bukan mereka yang hanya akan membiarkanmu kembali kepada dirimu yang dulu, tanpa sebarang kata untuk mengingatkanmu tentang Kekasihmu, iaitu Allah SWT. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-9010377470984960307?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9010377470984960307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=9010377470984960307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9010377470984960307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9010377470984960307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-advice-for-myself-others.html' title='Another Advice For Myself &amp; Others. :)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-773244908165431515</id><published>2011-12-16T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:05:36.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobi Aku Memang Mengerjakan Orang.</title><content type='html'>Hehehehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangsa kali ini: Eleena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Partner in crime&lt;/i&gt;: Farah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqz7ewX52eI/TutFj8eQU9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/xsub09fzrew/s1600/El1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqz7ewX52eI/TutFj8eQU9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/xsub09fzrew/s400/El1a.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Apa &lt;i&gt;ye&lt;/i&gt; nak buat lagi setelah yang ini????? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-773244908165431515?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/773244908165431515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=773244908165431515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/773244908165431515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/773244908165431515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/hobi-aku-memang-mengerjakan-orang.html' title='Hobi Aku Memang Mengerjakan Orang.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqz7ewX52eI/TutFj8eQU9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/xsub09fzrew/s72-c/El1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-9194495296426277218</id><published>2011-12-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:15:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Apa Dengan Ujian &amp; Dugaan?</title><content type='html'>Kenapa Allah beri kita ujian? Kenapa Allah menduga kita? Mungkin kerana selama ini, atau untuk beberapa ketika, kita terlalu sibuk dengan hal duniawi, sehingga terlupa dengan Pencipta kita. Apabila kita ditimpa dugaan, secara automatik hati kita akan mengharapkan pertolongan dari-Nya. Oleh itu, ujian demi ujian yang menimpa kita seharusnya membuat kita selalu mengingati-Nya, sekaligus mendidik kita untuk menjadi manusia yang bersyukur, lalu menjadi hamba-Nya yang selalu mengingati-Nya ketika susah mahupun senang. Semoga kita dijadikan hamba-Nya yang bersyukur, sabar dan ikhlas, semata-mata kerana-Nya. Amin.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-9194495296426277218?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9194495296426277218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=9194495296426277218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9194495296426277218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9194495296426277218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/ada-apa-dengan-ujian-dugaan.html' title='Ada Apa Dengan Ujian &amp; Dugaan?'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4555456851646317835</id><published>2011-12-06T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:36:35.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test. Non-stop.</title><content type='html'>Setiap hari ada &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; = 4 hingga 5 bab yang kena baca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap malam bersengkang mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Test &lt;/i&gt;kadang-kadang sampai malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; ESM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; BEL462.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tuh, l&lt;i&gt;ecturer Ecology&lt;/i&gt; beri berita gembira. Jumaat ni ada kuiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Ahad ni masuk hutan, lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngantuk, penat, letih, lesu, pengsan aku.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love (kepenatan),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4555456851646317835?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4555456851646317835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4555456851646317835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4555456851646317835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4555456851646317835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/test-non-stop.html' title='Test. Non-stop.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7517435073890968027</id><published>2011-12-05T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:18:08.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEST KIMIA YANG GILA.</title><content type='html'>Walaweiiii. &lt;i&gt;Test&lt;/i&gt; kimia tadi memang gila. Entah apa yang aku jawab tadi. Hoho. Apa yang aku belajar tak banyak pun yang ditanya. GILA la pokoknya.&lt;br /&gt;Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok ada test ESM, 7 bab bakal ditanya. Satu pun aku tak baca lagi. Ngahahahaha. Dan.. Esok juga aku akan menghadapi sebuah &lt;i&gt;interview&lt;/i&gt;!! &lt;i&gt;Interview&lt;/i&gt; untuk direkruit sebagai ahli KEFAJAR UiTM. &lt;i&gt;Wish me luck&lt;/i&gt; ye! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7517435073890968027?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7517435073890968027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7517435073890968027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7517435073890968027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7517435073890968027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/test-kimia-yang-gila.html' title='TEST KIMIA YANG GILA.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-495371344386805482</id><published>2011-12-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:30:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKU NAK JERITTTT. Tapi Tak Mampu... -.-"</title><content type='html'>Aku letih, penat, lesu, lelah, mengantuk, tak bertenaga, lemah, lembik, tak bermaya, tak berdaya, dan kekurangan nutrisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak &lt;i&gt;tido&lt;/i&gt;... Tak mau &lt;i&gt;study&lt;/i&gt; lagi..... PENAT...... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(padahal esok ada &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; Kimia..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-495371344386805482?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/495371344386805482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=495371344386805482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/495371344386805482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/495371344386805482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/aku-nak-jeritttt-tapi-tak-mampu.html' title='AKU NAK JERITTTT. Tapi Tak Mampu... -.-&quot;'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-978253560975685481</id><published>2011-12-03T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T20:05:47.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se-Ta-Di.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I still remember my school days. If there was going to be an exam, I'd be the most panicked human on Earth. I used to study like a maniac, I did not sleep for the sake of MEMORIZING the facts and bla bla bla. In a much simpler word, I was a study-holic. I studied like sh*t.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VP8p1-MW9qs/TtnkX4DH2ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/gjRCgPWF1l4/s1600/tumblr_lj1ay4tpd21qfgkp3o1_500_large_141241695_large_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VP8p1-MW9qs/TtnkX4DH2ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/gjRCgPWF1l4/s400/tumblr_lj1ay4tpd21qfgkp3o1_500_large_141241695_large_large.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But since I entered matriculation college last year, I started to not to be too bothered with exams and all. I just studied and do whatever I can. My dad told me this a lot of times. "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I DID NOT ASK YOU TO STUDY TO LOSE YOUR MIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm studying in a university, I can say that I don't really remember or know how to study as crazy as I did during my schooldays. Here, I have at least 2 or 3 tests going on &lt;b&gt;EVERY FREAKING WEEK&lt;/b&gt;. Therefore, I don't think by studying like Hell, like I used to, is the best method to cope with these crazy tests in the university. How do I overcome this? I decided to focus more in the classroom! If I say this in front of people who really know me, I'm pretty sure that they would just laugh at me, because during my schooldays, I just couldn't focus and pay attention in the class, and ended up falling asleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just amazed on how focusing in classes or lectures can really help me relax later! You see, when you're focused during lessons, your brain tend to store the lessons better. I don't have to study like crazy anymore. I just read, understand, and &lt;i&gt;tadaaaa&lt;/i&gt;. I just write everything I know (or remember) on the paper.&amp;nbsp;If I was focused enough I would've gone to the USA for a degree now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not trying to brag or whatever. I'm just sharing some tips here. Eat enough food, get enough sleep, go watch movies, go walk around, study smart (don't study like sh*t), and....... pay attention during lessons. Unless you're one kind of a genius brat who can remember everything with just a single glance on the whiteboard, please don't mind reading this post. Ahaks. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: I'm craving for durians now. Doo-ree-ans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOqfoEwHMU4/TtnlfR9LE_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/gNOIzu6YOxg/s1600/tumblr_ls2e8sgC0r1qf4qlw.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOqfoEwHMU4/TtnlfR9LE_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/gNOIzu6YOxg/s320/tumblr_ls2e8sgC0r1qf4qlw.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRsNcgjqdUE/TtnlN7KOk-I/AAAAAAAAAfE/iPeD-ykqYL4/s1600/durian.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRsNcgjqdUE/TtnlN7KOk-I/AAAAAAAAAfE/iPeD-ykqYL4/s320/durian.JPG" width="271" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ngehehehehehe. Tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-978253560975685481?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/978253560975685481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=978253560975685481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/978253560975685481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/978253560975685481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-ta-di.html' title='Se-Ta-Di.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VP8p1-MW9qs/TtnkX4DH2ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/gjRCgPWF1l4/s72-c/tumblr_lj1ay4tpd21qfgkp3o1_500_large_141241695_large_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5158915531446564937</id><published>2011-11-30T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T15:11:39.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YA ALLAH.. Aku Kehilangan Tenaga. T_T</title><content type='html'>Muka aku makin hari makin pucat. Mengapakah????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni, memang aku tak bermaya. Tak bertenaga. Tak ada semangat. Alhamdulillah syukurrrr, kelas M&lt;i&gt;icrobiology&lt;/i&gt; pada petang ini ditunda (tapi malam ni ada kuliah &lt;i&gt;Ecology&lt;/i&gt;). Aku pun tak tau kenapa kebelakangan ni aku lesu sangat. Mungkin sebab aku kekurangan tidur dalam bulan ni, kerja banyak sangat. Ditambah lagi dengan kesibukan aku di universiti yang mengalahkan Perdana Menteri (cehhhh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Hari ni aku tertidur (sekejap je ok..) dalam kelas &lt;i&gt;Hydrology&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;MASYAALLAH&lt;/b&gt;. Sumpah tak dapat nak tahan mata daripada tertutup. &lt;i&gt;I NEED ENERGY&lt;/i&gt;!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxK9ZY9N0W8/TtXWZHowitI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ypE6SxOsZnw/s1600/301120112571.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxK9ZY9N0W8/TtXWZHowitI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ypE6SxOsZnw/s640/301120112571.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mata dah juling waktu ni. Pening-pening lalat, menguap tanpa henti. Penderitaan maksimum. -.-"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5158915531446564937?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5158915531446564937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5158915531446564937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5158915531446564937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5158915531446564937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/ya-allah-aku-kehilangan-tenaga-tt.html' title='YA ALLAH.. Aku Kehilangan Tenaga. T_T'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxK9ZY9N0W8/TtXWZHowitI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ypE6SxOsZnw/s72-c/301120112571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7201566849549043865</id><published>2011-11-27T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:06:08.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Terjumpa Agnes Monica Di SACC Mall !!</title><content type='html'>Hari ni hari Ahad. Tengahari buta dah keluar pergi SACC, temankan Farah beli barang kat &lt;i&gt;Watsons&lt;/i&gt;. Cuba teka apa yang aku terjumpa kat &lt;i&gt;Watson&lt;/i&gt;s tadi? Wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU4V0FAzm28/TtJJWZLyRHI/AAAAAAAAAek/_SA1L5N0TGQ/s1600/271120112528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU4V0FAzm28/TtJJWZLyRHI/AAAAAAAAAek/_SA1L5N0TGQ/s400/271120112528.jpg" width="300" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sengal tak? Hihihihi. Lepas balik dari SACC, menghadap laptop je la kerjanya. Malamnya, &lt;i&gt;lapo&lt;/i&gt; gila gila gila. Ini menjadi santapan kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zyGefTSFUmo/TtJPJlxGTnI/AAAAAAAAAes/ErTjxkrVMDg/s1600/271120112535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zyGefTSFUmo/TtJPJlxGTnI/AAAAAAAAAes/ErTjxkrVMDg/s400/271120112535.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ada roti burger sosej ayam, egg roll ayam, 2 bungkus nasi lemak ayam, satu cup air tembikai, satu botol besar air masak. HAHAHAHA. x)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sekian. Sekarang aku nak siapkan laporan &lt;i&gt;Hydrology&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;aku. Selasa ni ada &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt;. Huhu. &lt;i&gt;Wish us all good luck&lt;/i&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;&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;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7201566849549043865?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7201566849549043865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7201566849549043865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7201566849549043865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7201566849549043865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/aku-terjumpa-agnes-monica-di-sacc-mall.html' title='Aku Terjumpa Agnes Monica Di SACC Mall !!'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU4V0FAzm28/TtJJWZLyRHI/AAAAAAAAAek/_SA1L5N0TGQ/s72-c/271120112528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3191363758717311608</id><published>2011-11-25T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T06:45:23.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menilai &amp; Kata-Kata Menjatuhkan.</title><content type='html'>Masyarakat kita sangat suka menilai. Selalunya, mereka menilai tanpa berusaha mencari bukti kukuh terlebih dahulu, sekaligus menunjukkan 'ketidakadilan' yang terserlah dalam hal perihal kemanusiaan dalam kalangan masyarakat kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang kita fikir kita sudah cukup bagus untuk merendahkan orang lain. Memang benarlah pepatah Inggeris yang berbunyi, "&lt;i&gt;Don't judge a book by its cover&lt;/i&gt;". Cuba fikirkan situasi ini, anda fikir seseorang itu tidak mampu melakukan itu atau ini. Tiba-tiba orang yang disangkakan lemah itu mampu melakukan hal-hal yang anda fikir dia tak mampu lakukan. Malu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang yang kelihatan baik, tidak semuanya baik. Begitu juga sebaliknya. Orang yang kelihatan sombong atau garang, tidak semestinya begitu. Apa kata, sebelum anda membuat penilaian terhadap seseorang, anda kenali orang itu terlebih dahulu. &lt;i&gt;First impression does count&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi akhirnya, mahu atau tidak, dengan cara mengenali seseorang, barulah kita dapat benar-benar tahu SIAPA orang itu sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sikap masyarakat kita yang memang tak boleh nak jaga mulut dengan baik menyebabkan berleluasanya fitnah pada masa kini. Jangankan makcik-makcik yang kebosanan sahaja, tapi anak-anak kecil juga sudah pandai menabur fitnah sana-sini. Ingat, fitnah ini sama tahapnya seperti membunuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bercerita soal menilai orang, kita juga harus berhati-hati dalam mencari kawan atau sahabat. Pilihlah sahabat yang akan mendorong anda ke arah yang lebih baik, atau yang saling menasihati. Bukannya yang bersahabat hanya ketika senang, dan melupakan saat dalam kesusahan. Dan janganlah mencari sahabat yang kerjanya hanya mengata orang setiap masa. Boleh jadi, dia juga berkata yang tidak baik tentang anda di belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila anda berada di tempat dimana anda merupakan mangsa penilaian salah orang sekeliling, jangan putus asa, jangan patah hati sekarang. Kalau anda yakin anda mengenali diri anda sendiri, dan kalau anda yakin anda mampu melakukan yang lebih baik, &lt;i&gt;just move on with your life&lt;/i&gt;. Jangan kalah dengan kata-kata orang sekeliling yang kebanyakannya bertujuan untuk menjatuhkan. Jadi diri sendiri. Tidak perlulah menjadi hamba dalam hidup sendiri. Kalau alasan anda adalah kerana pengorbanan, ingin saya tulis &lt;i&gt;quote&lt;/i&gt; yang dikeluarkan oleh&lt;i&gt; v-logger&lt;/i&gt; Malaysia &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matlutfi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.. bahawa.. "&lt;b&gt;Ada beza antara pengorbanan dan kebodohan&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan dipedulikan faktor-faktor kejatuhan yang mendatang. Teruslah berlari ke depan meninggalkan mereka yang berkata-kata tentangmu, bukannya berlari melarikan diri daripada manusia-manusia &lt;b&gt;bermulut longkang &lt;/b&gt;itu.. Sekian. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sumber: Pengalaman peribadi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3191363758717311608?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3191363758717311608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3191363758717311608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3191363758717311608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3191363758717311608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/menilai-kata-kata-menjatuhkan.html' title='Menilai &amp; Kata-Kata Menjatuhkan.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4504781918798888335</id><published>2011-11-25T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T00:41:35.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love You Like A Love Song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EgT_us6AsDg" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hana. ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4504781918798888335?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4504781918798888335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4504781918798888335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4504781918798888335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4504781918798888335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-you-like-love-song.html' title='Love You Like A Love Song.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EgT_us6AsDg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-1775185747975739017</id><published>2011-11-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:26:47.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penat Tak Terkata.</title><content type='html'>Penat&lt;i&gt; wei&lt;/i&gt;.. Penat........ Ngantuk &lt;i&gt;gile&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Rabu yang lepas, ada 3 &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; dalam sehari! &lt;i&gt;Microbiology&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Hydrology&lt;/i&gt; dan &lt;i&gt;Ecology&lt;/i&gt;. Banyakkk gila yang kena baca. Tidur pun sejam je. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otakku sudah tepu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-1775185747975739017?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1775185747975739017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=1775185747975739017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1775185747975739017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1775185747975739017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/penat-tak-terkata.html' title='Penat Tak Terkata.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4776006600537016023</id><published>2011-11-21T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:52:02.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pengalaman Di Janda Baik, Pahang (Fieldwork Hydrology)</title><content type='html'>Wooohhooooo.. Baru balik dari hutan lagi! Kali ni memang &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; gile. Walaupun kepenatan tahap maksimum, tapi alhamdulillah, puas lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam &lt;i&gt;camping/fieldwork&lt;/i&gt; kali ni, aku dan Farah jadi AJK makanan (ehem ehem, Farah kan terer bab-bab dapur nih. Hehe). &lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt; kami pun dikenali sebagai 'orang dapur'. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana bilik mandi cuma ada satu, dan dikongsi oleh 28 pelajar perempuan yang lain, kami membuat keputusan untuk mandi di bawah paip. Terpaksa bhaiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu &lt;i&gt;Treasure Hunt&lt;/i&gt; pulak, mula-mula cuaca cuma mendung je. Sekali........ Waktu dah nak habis, hujan lebat turun. Basah lencun, sebab sanggup lari balik ke khemah untuk menyelamatkan barang-barang dalam khemah kami. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum &lt;i&gt;Treasure Hunt&lt;/i&gt; pulak, ada &lt;i&gt;water sampling experiment&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;fieldwork&lt;/i&gt; ni bawah subjek &lt;i&gt;Hydrolog&lt;/i&gt;y), kat sungai belakang &lt;i&gt;camping site&lt;/i&gt; kami. Main air lagi. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAMNYA... &lt;i&gt;Barbeque!&lt;/i&gt;! Pelajar-pelajar lelaki sanggup turun ke dalam tasik kecil untuk menangkap ikan talapia banyak-banyak. Memang kenyang la kitaorang malam tuh. Alhamdulillahhhhh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ada satu berita mengejutkan. Lepas habis je makan malam, ADA KUIZ. Dapat hadiah wok! &lt;i&gt;Thanks Miss Bazlin for the cute purse!&lt;/i&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana khemah basah dan hujan tak henti-henti turun, kami pelajar-pelajar perempuan disuruh tidur dalam serambi besar. Sakit badan wei. Dah la sejuk. Huhuhuhu. Pelajar lelaki pulak dapat tido dalam &lt;i&gt;chalet&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;What the&lt;/i&gt;........... Takpe lah, rezeki diorang kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoknya, &lt;i&gt;JUNGLE TREKKING.&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, masuk hutan lagi. Dah terbiasa dengan keadaan hutan. Tersebutlah kisah, aku hampir-hampir terjatuh, jadi aku berpaut la kat satu pokok ni. Sekali kena duri. Kecederaan pertama dalam hutan. Ngeee. Lepas tu, kami mandi kat air terjun! Sumpah sejuk gile nak mampos. Tapi seronok laaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petangnya, kitaorang balik. Sepanjang perjalanan pulang ke UiTM, semua orang tido dalam bas. Sebab letih gile gile gile. Bangun-bangun dah sampai UiTM. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu depan, kami akan ke Tekam, Pahang untuk &lt;i&gt;family day Environmental Technology Society&lt;/i&gt;, UiTM. Masuk hutan lagi. Tapi kali ni takde &lt;i&gt;jungle trekking&lt;/i&gt; kot,&lt;i&gt; instea&lt;/i&gt;d, digantikan dengan &lt;i&gt;cave exploration&lt;/i&gt;. Masuk gua pulak. Untuk &lt;i&gt;dinner&lt;/i&gt; nanti (&lt;i&gt;dinner&lt;/i&gt; dalam hutan je pun...), temanya adalah &lt;i&gt;Vintag&lt;/i&gt;e. Aku akan berkebaya biru. Ngahahahaha. Lawak lawak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok that's all for now. Thank you for reading. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOoTNaVD5No/Tsoex2TJMdI/AAAAAAAAAec/bMr8IVsc3B8/s1600/2011201125161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOoTNaVD5No/Tsoex2TJMdI/AAAAAAAAAec/bMr8IVsc3B8/s640/2011201125161.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Panas siak! Mata tak bole nak bukak besar-besar. :p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_95714135"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_95714136"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4776006600537016023?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4776006600537016023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4776006600537016023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4776006600537016023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4776006600537016023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/pengalaman-di-janda-baik-pahang.html' title='Pengalaman Di Janda Baik, Pahang (Fieldwork Hydrology)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOoTNaVD5No/Tsoex2TJMdI/AAAAAAAAAec/bMr8IVsc3B8/s72-c/2011201125161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8615040554750524469</id><published>2011-11-12T14:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:30:20.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misteri Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia (UKM)</title><content type='html'>Cerita ini telah diceritakan oleh Cammy, yang sebelumnya diceritakan oleh &lt;i&gt;boyfriend&lt;/i&gt;nya, Kirin, yang sebenarnya diceritakan oleh Professor kepada Kirin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amaran:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kepada mereka yang penakut tahap gaban, jangan baca post ini malam-malam. Sedikit bahasa kasar digunakan dalam foto caption di bawah. 13 tahun ke atas sahaja. (HAHAHAHA)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lu&lt;/i&gt; baca la sendiri... Kalau tak paham bahasa kami, sila bertanya &lt;i&gt;ye&lt;/i&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EIPUoELxcXE/Tr4RU_4QrUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4xoLd3x15ak/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EIPUoELxcXE/Tr4RU_4QrUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4xoLd3x15ak/s640/1.jpg" width="467" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BFlPkFa2j2o/Tr4Rjc3SJnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/WhYwklCZVFY/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BFlPkFa2j2o/Tr4Rjc3SJnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/WhYwklCZVFY/s640/2.jpg" width="474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNn2VAxU3Po/Tr4RwEWphEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/sGdETnHJMm8/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNn2VAxU3Po/Tr4RwEWphEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/sGdETnHJMm8/s640/3.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bila aku baca balik, macam lawak la pulak. Hahaha. Dah la bercerita pukul 2 pagi tau tak! Mana tak seram. &lt;/div&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8615040554750524469?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8615040554750524469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8615040554750524469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8615040554750524469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8615040554750524469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/misteri-universiti-kebangsaan-malaysia.html' title='Misteri Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia (UKM)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EIPUoELxcXE/Tr4RU_4QrUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4xoLd3x15ak/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4562561346395022238</id><published>2011-11-09T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T19:55:25.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Said This To Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;Be yourself k.. Yang penting kita tau apa yang kita nak. Jangan ikut orang sangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Renung-renungkanlah ye. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;&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;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4562561346395022238?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4562561346395022238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4562561346395022238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4562561346395022238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4562561346395022238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/somebody-said-this-to-me.html' title='Somebody Said This To Me.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3500844120519137045</id><published>2011-09-24T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T16:37:45.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yang Kita Suka / Yang Baik Untuk Kita ??</title><content type='html'>Alkisah.. Warna kegemaran aku adalah warna biru. Hampir semua benda yang aku ada, semua aku nak berwarna biru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari, &lt;i&gt;headphone&lt;/i&gt; aku rosak. Jadi, aku pun membeli &lt;i&gt;earphone&lt;/i&gt; yang baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Cik tu tanya, aku nak&lt;i&gt; earphone&lt;/i&gt; yang mana. Tanpa berfikir panjang, aku pun cakap aku nak &lt;i&gt;earphone&lt;/i&gt; yang warna biru. Sebab aku suka warna biru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; bahagian sebelah je, pastuh aku terus beli benda alah tuh. Sampai je bilik, aku &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; lagi, sebelah je bunyi &lt;i&gt;weh&lt;/i&gt;! Kurang asam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak tau apa &lt;i&gt;moral of the story&lt;/i&gt; nye? &lt;i&gt;The moral of the story is&lt;/i&gt;.... Apa yang kita &lt;b&gt;SUKA&lt;/b&gt; tidak semestinya &lt;b&gt;BAIK&lt;/b&gt; untuk kita. Hanya Allah yang mengetahui apa yang terbaik untuk kita.&lt;i&gt; Okie dokie&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3500844120519137045?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3500844120519137045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3500844120519137045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3500844120519137045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3500844120519137045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/09/yang-kita-suka-yang-baik-untuk-kita.html' title='Yang Kita Suka / Yang Baik Untuk Kita ??'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2646978792233548168</id><published>2011-09-15T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:21:05.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngantok !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Malas benor teman nak update blog neh sejak masuk universiti...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huhuhuhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nanti kalau teman dah ade idea teman tulih la ape2 yang terlintas.. astalavista!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2646978792233548168?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2646978792233548168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2646978792233548168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2646978792233548168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2646978792233548168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/09/ngantok.html' title='Ngantok !!'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3474705551419262025</id><published>2011-09-04T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:15:04.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomolo, tomolo and tomolo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to register at UiTM tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck. Mengejar mimpi dan cita-cita !! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3474705551419262025?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3474705551419262025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3474705551419262025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3474705551419262025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3474705551419262025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/09/tomolo-tomolo-and-tomolo.html' title='Tomolo, tomolo and tomolo..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8255990604805025409</id><published>2011-08-26T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T07:26:03.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Left..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;10 hari je lagi untuk &lt;i&gt;online&lt;/i&gt; sepuasnya. Lepas ni dah tak boleh &lt;i&gt;online&lt;/i&gt; selalu, sebab nak fokus dalam &lt;i&gt;studies&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hari je lagi untuk makan sepuasnya di rumah. Lepas ni makan kena beli!! Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hari je lagi untuk tidur sepuasnya. Kat sana nanti macam mana nak tidur puas-puas? &lt;i&gt;Assignment&lt;/i&gt; bertimbun, nak fokus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hari je lagi untuk lepak-lepak tanpa ada kekusutan dalam fikiran memikirkan kerja-kerja yang tak siap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hari je lagi sebelum aku 'dikurung' semula dalam kawasan kampus. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hari je lagi... Sebelum aku bergelar seorang mahasiswi universiti !! &lt;i&gt;Yayyyyy&lt;/i&gt; !! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8255990604805025409?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8255990604805025409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8255990604805025409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8255990604805025409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8255990604805025409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-days-left.html' title='10 Days Left..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-9091927097633226918</id><published>2011-08-23T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T16:41:27.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meriam Buluh !! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Here in Malaysia, when Eid is getting nearer, kids in villages love to play this AWESOME (but dangerous and stupid) game called '&lt;i&gt;Meriam Buluh&lt;/i&gt;'. (&lt;i&gt;Meriam&lt;/i&gt; = Canon, &lt;i&gt;Buluh&lt;/i&gt; = Bamboo -&amp;gt; Bamboo Canon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would put explosive stuff into the canon made out of bamboo (carbides) and fire it aimlessly. If done under adult supervision, it MIGHT be safe, but if not, the kids usually end up losing their fingers, or hands, or die. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PE6jtgct_Zs/TlNndp2JW_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/kxgjjaaiq0A/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PE6jtgct_Zs/TlNndp2JW_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/kxgjjaaiq0A/s400/0.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA PLAY MERIAM BULUH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-9091927097633226918?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9091927097633226918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=9091927097633226918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9091927097633226918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9091927097633226918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/meriam-buluh-d.html' title='Meriam Buluh !! :D'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PE6jtgct_Zs/TlNndp2JW_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/kxgjjaaiq0A/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7268228986535298267</id><published>2011-08-22T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:51:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite Quotes From Cinderella Eonni. (Taken From Random Episodes)</title><content type='html'>“If the planet was square it’d be so easy to run away, but why in the world does it have to be circular? There’s no way out no matter how much we run&amp;nbsp;we always wind up returning home..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyo-seon&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;“I know what a sigh means. It means you’re tired of me, right? I know, but unni, no matter how I think about it I don’t know what you mean about me fooling myself. I really like you for real. But you hate me. I know, so you can keep hating me. I’ll keep liking you. Even if you hate me, I’m not going to bug you to like me, so don’t tell me to force myself to hate you too. If it makes you happy, I can do anything — just not hate you. You probably hate me harping on this, don’t you? I know. I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-jo&lt;/b&gt; : "I hate you, You hate me too right? It’s impossible to for you to like me. You have no reason to. How can you say that you like me? It’s more natural for you to hate me. In fact you hate me, but you have to like me. You will feel tired by doing that. So it’s alright for you to hate me. Just allow me to pretend not to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyo-seon&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;“I like you so much, so what can I do? Even if you get mad at me, scold me, are ashamed of me, don’t think I’m good enough, ignore me, scornfully laugh at me, whether you think I’m an embarrassment and put me down… but I like you so much. What do I do then?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-jo&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;“I will never leave just because you told me to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-jo&lt;/b&gt;: “I’m only living because I haven’t died.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a share of a part of an episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="305" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vHkp9jCtoZk" width="490"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7268228986535298267?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7268228986535298267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7268228986535298267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7268228986535298267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7268228986535298267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/favourite-quotes-from-cinderella-eonni.html' title='Favourite Quotes From Cinderella Eonni. (Taken From Random Episodes)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vHkp9jCtoZk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-845124410965729105</id><published>2011-08-22T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:39:53.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pepatah Untuk Hari Ini.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PAKU DULANG PAKU SERPIH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MENGATA ORANG KAU YANG LEBIH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-845124410965729105?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/845124410965729105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=845124410965729105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/845124410965729105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/845124410965729105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/pepatah-untuk-hari-ini.html' title='Pepatah Untuk Hari Ini.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4421396916220644663</id><published>2011-08-21T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T03:33:13.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were A Korean, I'd Be Called An Owl By Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;It has been around 48 hours now, I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 hours = 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within these 2 days, I only managed to get &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of sleep. More like a nap actually, as I wasn't really sleeping.. I 'fell asleep' in the living room, and my brothers were shouting like &lt;b&gt;Hell&lt;/b&gt;. They were playing football in the house, and I was too lazy to get up and sleep in my room. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 hours - 2 hours = 46 hours. Still up and awake. I think I'm going to break a freaking record soon. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Koreans refer a person who stays up late at night as an &lt;b&gt;owl&lt;/b&gt;. Nothing bad about it. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4421396916220644663?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4421396916220644663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4421396916220644663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4421396916220644663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4421396916220644663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-i-were-korean-id-be-called-owl-by.html' title='If I Were A Korean, I&apos;d Be Called An Owl By Now.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2022495633274025700</id><published>2011-08-20T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T11:00:57.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is My 180th Post.. And I'm Still Haven't Slept.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;More than 24 hours without sleep already, and I'm still up, not being sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2022495633274025700?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2022495633274025700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2022495633274025700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2022495633274025700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2022495633274025700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-my-180th-post-and-im-still.html' title='This Is My 180th Post.. And I&apos;m Still Haven&apos;t Slept.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7371384176771958529</id><published>2011-08-19T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T05:50:01.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudah Lose Interest Lah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perkara-perkara yang dulunya membuat aku tersenyum dan gembira, kini tidak memberi apa-apa kesan pun pada aku. Dulu, antara perkara-perkara yang membuat aku &lt;i&gt;excited&lt;/i&gt; setiap hari adalah, &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt;, muzik, TV, dan... dunia hiburan la secara generalnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aku rasa macam nak 'bakar' je &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt; tuh. Kalau tak sebab nak &lt;i&gt;keep in touch&lt;/i&gt; dengan kawan-kawan rapat aku &amp;amp; ahli keluarga, dan kadang-kadang untuk tujuan bisnes, dah lama aku buang &lt;i&gt;profile&lt;/i&gt; tuh. Kalau nak berkomunikasi, &lt;i&gt;Twitter&lt;/i&gt; ada kan. Serius &lt;i&gt;weh&lt;/i&gt;, dah tawar hati gila dengan &lt;i&gt;social networking&lt;/i&gt; ni semua. Rasa macam nak kekalkan &lt;i&gt;Twitter&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt; je. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain dari tu, aku juga dah hilang minat terhadap banyak benda, dan aku tak tau kenapa. Semua benda nampak sama je bagi aku. Main &lt;i&gt;game&lt;/i&gt; ke, &lt;i&gt;online&lt;/i&gt; ke, &lt;i&gt;chatting&lt;/i&gt; ke. Tapi kalau menulis, alhamdulillah, masih ada minat. Kalau tak, takde lah aku membebel kat blog ni kan? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu nikmat dunia yang 'ditarik' dari aku adalah tidur. Aku rasa aku dah tak cukup tidur selama 3 minggu/sebulan. Kalau tidur je, mesti akan terjaga-jaga, maklum la orang sakit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;KORANG TAU TAK APA RASANYA TAK DAPAT TIDUR?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aku dah cuba untuk tidur, aku cuba baca buku, aku main &lt;i&gt;game&lt;/i&gt;, aku ulangkaji Bahasa Korea, tapi apakan daya, ujian Allah kan.. Terima je la dengan hati yang terbuka. Satu je yang aku harap, ampuni dosa-dosaku Ya Rabb. &lt;i&gt;Please let me be closer to You despite all these that are happening in my life.&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA6iZ7FLJ0g/Tk2Ijg9F9OI/AAAAAAAAAb8/RlXi1gi_WBI/s1600/tumblr_ll9y6h7DXQ1qj065bo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA6iZ7FLJ0g/Tk2Ijg9F9OI/AAAAAAAAAb8/RlXi1gi_WBI/s400/tumblr_ll9y6h7DXQ1qj065bo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P/S: Korang...... korang sayang aku tak?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7371384176771958529?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7371384176771958529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7371384176771958529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7371384176771958529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7371384176771958529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/sudah-lose-interest-lah.html' title='Sudah Lose Interest Lah..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA6iZ7FLJ0g/Tk2Ijg9F9OI/AAAAAAAAAb8/RlXi1gi_WBI/s72-c/tumblr_ll9y6h7DXQ1qj065bo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6612320045004097945</id><published>2011-08-17T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T16:38:10.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidur Mati, Tidur &amp; Mati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Apa itu tidur mati? Simpulan bahasa ‘tidur mati’ bermaksud tidur yang terlalu nyenyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z9Het5meAw/Tkt8skIipLI/AAAAAAAAAb4/utSnJvF19ZQ/s1600/20090328_8099b829477c7f01ed25sW2J5T8H67mo-8091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z9Het5meAw/Tkt8skIipLI/AAAAAAAAAb4/utSnJvF19ZQ/s400/20090328_8099b829477c7f01ed25sW2J5T8H67mo-8091.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba aku teringat satu peristiwa, bertahun-tahun lalu. Ada sebuah trak yang terbakar dekat dengan rumah aku, tapi aku sikit pun tak sedar, sampailah keesokan paginya waktu nak ke sekolah. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Dan.. Aku rasa pelik. Kenapa diciptakan teknologi ‘&lt;i&gt;snooze&lt;/i&gt;’ itu jika sudah diciptakan teknologi ‘&lt;i&gt;alarm&lt;/i&gt;’? Bukankah ‘&lt;i&gt;snooze&lt;/i&gt;’ itu hanya akan membuat kita terus hanyut dibuai mimpi? Apa gunanya ‘&lt;i&gt;alarm&lt;/i&gt;’ memekak setiap pagi kalau kita tau kita akan tekan butang ‘&lt;i&gt;snooze&lt;/i&gt;’?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malangnya,  aku merupakan salah satu manusia di muka bumi ini, yang selalu tidur mati. Kadang-kadang, setiap kali aku bangun dari tidur, aku rasa macam baru bangun dari mati. Mati sementara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidur memang seperti mati. Dalam tidur, manusia tidak mampu menggunakan akalnya seperti mana ia menggunakannya saat sedang terjaga. Dalam tidur juga, kita mungkin akan benar-benar mati.  Dalam tidur juga, kita ke suatu alam lain. Jauh dari jasad kita, jauh dari dunia realiti. Ada manusia yang bahagia saat tidur, ada yang menjerit-jerit ketakutan atau kegelisahan ketika sedang tidur. Ada juga yang mempunyai banyak kesempatan untuk tidur tetapi tidak mahu tidur, ada yang ingin sekali tidur tapi tak mampu untuk tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu persoalan yang sangat sering terlintas dalam fikiran aku setiap kali aku bersedia untuk memejamkan mata, dan aku yakin, persoalan ini mungkin sama dengan persoalan yang terlintas dalam fikiran kalian. &lt;i&gt;“Adakah aku akan berkesempatan untuk bangun lagi pada esok hari? Kalau Allah ambil nyawa aku waktu aku sedang tidur, bagaimana pula nanti? Sempatkah aku melakukan itu dan ini?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, seiring dengan waktu, seiring dengan pendewasaan yang aku tempuhi dan alami, persoalan itu berubah, menjadi lebih menakutkan, kerana, semakin bertambah umur aku, semakin banyaklah dosa yang aku dah lakukan.. &lt;i&gt;“Adakah aku sempat untuk membuka mata lagi pada esok hari? Hari ini je, aku dah banyak sangat buat dosa. Apa yang patut aku jawab kalau Munkar dan Nakir tanya? Terlepaskah aku dari azab kubur nanti? Ya Allah, adakah ini tidur aku yang terakhir di dunia? Aku takut..”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia tidak ada yang sempurna. Yang sempurna hanyalah Allah SWT. Andai kata aku tidur, tidak bangun-bangun lagi, apakah orang-orang sekelilingku akan meratapi pemergianku, ataupun, mereka tidak akan peduli sama sekali? Jujur aku cakap, aku terima kalau nyawa aku taklah sepanjang kebanyakan orang yang lain. Siapa yang mampu lari dari kematian? Tak ada kan? Yang aku takut hanya satu. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Syurga&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;atau &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Neraka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tujuanku? Hidup di dunia saja, sudah cukup terseksa menanggung dosa yang kita sedar akan perbuatannya, apatah lagi setelah mati, dan harus menganggung dosa-dosa yang tidak kita sedari akan perbuatannya.. Ke manakah arah tujuan kita nanti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai para pembaca sekalian, sebanyak manakah anda menghargai hidup anda? Anda fikir anda masih mempunyai waktu untuk memperbaiki semuanya? Bagaimana kalau anda merancang untuk bertaubat pada esok hari, tapi Allah mencabut nyawa anda sewaktu anda tidur? Ada banyak insan yang sakit tenat di luar sana, yang bekerja keras meminta ampun dari Allah, kerana mereka tau, kemungkinan untuk mereka mati pada bila-bila masa adalah tinggi. Apakah anda tidak takut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidur itu memang nikmat. Malah, tidur merupakan salah satu nikmat paling besar yang Allah kurniakan untuk kita, hamba-hambaNya. Tapi harus diingat juga, tidur juga merupakan satu peringatan. Mungkin kita akan bangun darinya, mungkin tidak. Kalau kita diberi kesempatan untuk bangun keesokan harinya, bersyukurlah. Itu maksudnya, Allah memberikan kita satu hari lagi, untuk bertaubat padanya, dan muhasabah diri. Setelah kita bermuhasabah diri, fikirkan, bagaimana untuk menebus kembali dosa-dosa kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama 19 tahun aku bernafas di muka bumi ni, dosa-dosa yang aku lakukan terhadap Allah, dan terhadap orang-orang di sekeliling aku sudah sangat cukup untuk membuat aku menderita sekarang. Tapi aku terima. Aku akan mencuba untuk bertahan menghadapi ini semua — penderitaan, kesakitan, ketidaksempurnaan, ketidakmampuan, dan hentaman yang datang meluru ke arah aku. Aku tidaklah sealim seorang ustazah, tapi aku sangat yakin dengan kasih sayangNya. Saat aku sendirian, Dia lah yang menemani. Memujuk aku dengan ayat-ayatNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2-_9_iBD7U/Tkt7ln0RhoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kTmR_j9mVC8/s1600/la-tahzan_jangan-bersedih.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2-_9_iBD7U/Tkt7ln0RhoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kTmR_j9mVC8/s400/la-tahzan_jangan-bersedih.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;“Jangan bersedih, Allah bersama kita,” (QS 9:40).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indahnya hidup terletak pada berapa banyak ujian yang kita lalui sepanjang kita hidup. Kalau semua ini adalah untuk menebus kesalahan dan dosa aku, aku terima. Daripada aku harus menanggung semua ini di akhirat — Di Padang Mahsyar, di mana manusia akan lari bertempiaran, dan menyalahkan manusia-manusia yang pernah berbuat jahat kepada mereka, di mana mulut akan terkunci dan tidak mampu berkata-kata, tapi indera lain lah yang menjadi saksi utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, adakah anda yakin anda akan bangun dari tidur pada esok hari? Cuba anda hitung sudah berapa tahun anda hidup, berapa kali anda tidur, dan berapa kali Allah memberi kesempatan untuk anda membuka mata lagi untuk berusaha menjadi hambaNya yang lebih baik? Masihkah anda selesa dan nyaman dengan dosa-dosa? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku di sini mengingatkan, sekadar dengan niat, untuk kita semua sama-sama muhasabah diri, betapa SAYANGNYA Allah kepada kita. Tapi kita terleka dan sering mensia-siakan nikmatnya, salah satunya adalah nikmat tidur itu sendiri. &lt;i&gt;Like I said, nobody is perfect&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasihat terakhir dari aku untuk post ni, hargailah tidur anda, dalamilah maksud tidur, sementara anda masih sihat dan kuat, kerana apabila kita sudah sakit, dan nyawa pun hanya tinggal hitungan jari, waktu mungkin akan menjadi suntuk untuk anda bertaubat, dan melayakkan diri anda untuk ke syurga Allah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Jangan lupa baca dua kalimah syahadah sebelum tidur.  :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6612320045004097945?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6612320045004097945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6612320045004097945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6612320045004097945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6612320045004097945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/tidur-mati-tidur-mati.html' title='Tidur Mati, Tidur &amp; Mati.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z9Het5meAw/Tkt8skIipLI/AAAAAAAAAb4/utSnJvF19ZQ/s72-c/20090328_8099b829477c7f01ed25sW2J5T8H67mo-8091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5246275342260772743</id><published>2011-08-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T23:22:37.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya Accident.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Orang Melayu zaman dulu selalu cakap, kalau suka menyanyi sambil buat kerja dapur, akan dapat suami tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak percaya semua tu, &lt;i&gt;of course&lt;/i&gt;. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku nak bagitau korang sesuatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau korang sedang &lt;b&gt;MEMASAK&lt;/b&gt;, terutamanya ketika &lt;b&gt;MEMOTONG BAWANG&lt;/b&gt;, jangan nyanyi lebih-lebih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEBAB, jari korang berkemungkinan akan &lt;b&gt;TERPOTONG&lt;/b&gt; dan darah akan mengalir-alir. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam jari aku. Kenapa? Tadi masa tengah masak, aku bukannya potong bawang, tapi potong jari sendiri. Gara-gara &lt;i&gt;feeling&lt;/i&gt; nyanyi lagu Korea kat dapur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gm-RDKlQVOo/TkqKuWPBWfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/W6uLw9_GNJk/s1600/160820112117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gm-RDKlQVOo/TkqKuWPBWfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/W6uLw9_GNJk/s400/160820112117.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SAKIT TAU TAK.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konklusinya, sebenarnya menyanyi ketika sedang memasak tidak semestinya akan mendapat suami tua, tapi kalau menyanyi ketika sedang memasak bermaksud anda berkemungkinan besar akan hilang jari sendiri. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATI-HATI. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5246275342260772743?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5246275342260772743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5246275342260772743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5246275342260772743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5246275342260772743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/saya-accident.html' title='Saya Accident.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gm-RDKlQVOo/TkqKuWPBWfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/W6uLw9_GNJk/s72-c/160820112117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8260690921515496898</id><published>2011-08-15T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:47:31.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Bird &amp; My Facebook Profile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me what's the function of this red bird??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhZHjneB3Fo/TkkhdPXrQfI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QFu5LdXqjeE/s1600/red-bird-halloween-perch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhZHjneB3Fo/TkkhdPXrQfI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QFu5LdXqjeE/s400/red-bird-halloween-perch.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, why does Facebook keep making my profile unavailable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's already the second time in a month! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You better get it back available by a few hours &lt;b&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/b&gt;. I'm serious. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WgL6-PJLhLA/TkkiyMqFaNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/vArkETxoBVs/s1600/myprofileisunavailableagain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WgL6-PJLhLA/TkkiyMqFaNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/vArkETxoBVs/s400/myprofileisunavailableagain.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Tak dapat nak log in. T_T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8260690921515496898?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8260690921515496898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8260690921515496898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8260690921515496898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8260690921515496898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/red-bird-my-facebook-profile.html' title='The Red Bird &amp; My Facebook Profile.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhZHjneB3Fo/TkkhdPXrQfI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QFu5LdXqjeE/s72-c/red-bird-halloween-perch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-9162339454794901431</id><published>2011-08-15T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:54:47.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Mari bersabar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari beristighfar. Banyak-banyak beristighfar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-9162339454794901431?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9162339454794901431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=9162339454794901431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9162339454794901431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/9162339454794901431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/phew.html' title='Phew.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-714009100518948771</id><published>2011-08-12T05:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T05:09:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini Cerita Tentang Eun-Jo &amp; Hyo-Seon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alkisah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Wujudlah dua orang manusia di muka bumi ini. Seorang namanya Eun-Jo, seorang lagi, yang lebih muda bernama Hyo-Seon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsCt-aGFxOM/TkQrplYkb8I/AAAAAAAAAao/quFd6KCDG84/s1600/eunjo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsCt-aGFxOM/TkQrplYkb8I/AAAAAAAAAao/quFd6KCDG84/s400/eunjo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ini Eun-Jo. Orangnya boleh dikatakan seperti orang yang takde perasaan. Mukanya masam dan muram hampir setiap masa. Seorang saintis dalam bidang Biologi. Selain itu, dia juga egois, keras kepala dan hampir tidak pernah senyum. Senang cakap dia ni hati batu lah. Tapi sebenarnya dia bukan benar-benar macam tu ye. Eun-Jo adalah seorang wanita yang sangat susah mengekspresikan perasaannya. Lain yang dia rasa, lain yang dia tunjukkan. Dia juga selalu berusaha 'menolak' orang daripada hidupnya. Dan.. Dia merupakan kakak tiri Hyo-Seon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DDvq-bhW6Pk/TkQr1LCEPfI/AAAAAAAAAas/YYUNnTIcOLg/s1600/hyoseon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DDvq-bhW6Pk/TkQr1LCEPfI/AAAAAAAAAas/YYUNnTIcOLg/s400/hyoseon.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ini pula Hyo-Seon. Adik tiri Eun-Jo. Seorang yang penyayang, ceria dan selalu mendapat perhatian orang di sekelilingnya. Dia pula bersikap berlawanan dengan kakak tirinya. Dia pandai menunjukkan perasaannya. Seorang yang sensitif, dan mudah tersentuh, namun di dalam dia merupakan wanita yang kuat, walaupun terlihat manja oleh orang sekelilingnya. Seorang pemaaf, dan kadang-kadang bertindak mengikut perasaan. Dia juga merupakan seorang yang berbakat, terutamanya dalam seni tarian, dan dalam menguasai Bahasa Jepun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ryL-iTVNuoM/TkQsHxfjMeI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ue76AlZsubQ/s1600/cs1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ryL-iTVNuoM/TkQsHxfjMeI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ue76AlZsubQ/s400/cs1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pada awal perkenalan mereka, Hyo-Seon mengagumi Eun-Jo, dan menganggap Eun-Jo sebagai salah satu '&lt;i&gt;role-model&lt;/i&gt;'nya. Tapi sayang sekali, si Eun-Jo yang berhati batu itu tidak pernah ingin menganggap Hyo-Seon sebagai seseorang yang penting dalam hidupnya. Mungkin kerana setelah semua yang Eun-Jo lalui sebagai remaja (Eun-Jo ni 2 tahun lebih tua dari Hyo-Seon), membuatnya susah untuk didekati oleh siapa-siapa. Dia berusaha menolak orang-orang disekelilingnya. Termasuklah Hyo-Seon yang menganggap dirinya sebagai seorang kakak. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eonni&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ__wJMs6Yg/TkQu6VlyJcI/AAAAAAAAAa0/gHkcbcNb844/s1600/cs2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ__wJMs6Yg/TkQu6VlyJcI/AAAAAAAAAa0/gHkcbcNb844/s400/cs2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Setelah beberapa ketika, Hyo-Seon mulai muak dengan sikap kakak tirinya itu yang selalu menyakiti hatinya. Perasaan dalam hati Hyo-Seon mulai berubah, dan mulai membara terhadap saudara tirinya itu. Apa lagi waktu itu terjadi salah faham yang disebabkan oleh seorang teman sekolah mereka. Hyo-Seon &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;NAIK DARAH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4e_JoEXCKQ/TkQvzFztZyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FABajNwkAOs/s1600/cs3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4e_JoEXCKQ/TkQvzFztZyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FABajNwkAOs/s400/cs3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah ~~~ APA LAGI.... Timbullah bibit-bibit &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;PERANG DUNIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;di antara mereka.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MeKqgw_dwE/TkQwO9PkteI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ciEzEq62bf8/s1600/ultraman2-721261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MeKqgw_dwE/TkQwO9PkteI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ciEzEq62bf8/s400/ultraman2-721261.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eun-Jo pun bertukar menjadi &lt;b&gt;Ultraman&lt;/b&gt; dan membelasah Hyo-Seon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hahaha. Takde la. Gurau je. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCqRWKk95HE/TkQwoV9MM0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/0PLOT-TzttE/s1600/cs4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCqRWKk95HE/TkQwoV9MM0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/0PLOT-TzttE/s400/cs4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maka... BERMUSUHANLAH kedua-dua orang insan yang baru saja bersaudara ini. Dendam dan api yang membara berlangsung sehingga bertahun-tahun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8 Tahun Kemudian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek6awebc8x4/TkQxUevq7vI/AAAAAAAAAbE/5g2NTM3zG8w/s1600/cs5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek6awebc8x4/TkQxUevq7vI/AAAAAAAAAbE/5g2NTM3zG8w/s400/cs5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hyo-Seon masih berfikir bahawa Eun-Jo ingin merampas dan membolot semuanya dari dia. Kedua-duanya, masih lagi bermusuhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhpK97JPyoI/TkQx6lauZpI/AAAAAAAAAbI/MzS243j8s0g/s1600/cs6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhpK97JPyoI/TkQx6lauZpI/AAAAAAAAAbI/MzS243j8s0g/s400/cs6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eun-Jo yang MASIH juga dengan sikap lamanya, iaitu selalu egois dan bersikap dingin dengan Hyo-Seon, sepertinya tidak mahu mengalah. Perlahan-lahan, hatinya mulai rapuh disebalik kekerasan hatinya yang seperti batu itu.. Tak percaya? Tengok bawah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zec4ljxrqOo/TkQy7jPN16I/AAAAAAAAAbM/W9gr7_RRGDo/s1600/cs7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zec4ljxrqOo/TkQy7jPN16I/AAAAAAAAAbM/W9gr7_RRGDo/s400/cs7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kan aku dah cakap.. Dia dah mula rapuh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gvHnKaqB8Fg/TkQzZ7zoHmI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Be-MSx4JoSs/s1600/cs8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gvHnKaqB8Fg/TkQzZ7zoHmI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Be-MSx4JoSs/s400/cs8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Namun.. Tidak lama kemudian, perusahaaan yang mereka jalankan mulai jatuh setelah kematian Ayah Hyo-Seon. Mereka terpaksa menempuhi pelbagai ujian hidup demi menyelamatkan perusahaan keluarga mereka. Hyo-Seon mulai takut kehilangan Eun-Jo, kerana dia tau niat di hati Eun-Jo. Dia tau, Eun-Jo ingin pergi meninggalkannya setelah dia bekerja keras untuk menyelamatkan perusahaan keluarga mereka. Eun-Jo, ingin meninggalkan semuanya dan meninggalkan kisah lukanya disitu, sendirian. Hyo-Seon tidak mempunyai siapa-siapa disisi, melainkan Eun-Jo. Ibu kepada Eun-Jo (ibu tiri Hyo-Seon yang selama ini berpura-pura baik dengannya) ternyata merupakan seorang wanita yang jahat. Hanya Eun-Jo lah harapannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dan... Hyo-Seon cuba berunding dengan kakak tirinya itu, yang sebenarnya masih dia sayang walaupun setelah semua layanan dan kata-kata yang diucapkan oleh Eun-Jo kepadanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-95CM2VYgL5o/TkQ0qBsrqeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/qOHvdk5ilok/s1600/cs9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-95CM2VYgL5o/TkQ0qBsrqeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/qOHvdk5ilok/s400/cs9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyo-Seon&lt;/b&gt;: Kakak, saya ada satu soalan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-Jo&lt;/b&gt;: Apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyo-Seon&lt;/b&gt;: Apa... ada kemungkinan kakak akan mengabaikan saya dan meninggalkan saya? Dan.. boleh saya tau apa yang kakak benar-benar rasakan tentang saya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-Jo&lt;/b&gt;: Apa yang kamu sendiri rasakan tentang kakak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyo-Seon&lt;/b&gt;: Kakak, tolong jawab pertanyaan saya dulu, baru tanya soalan kakak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-Jo&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*terdiam sebentar*&lt;/span&gt;.. Kamu fikir kakak suka ke setiap hari berbalah dengan kamu? Kakak pun penat dengan semua ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyo-Seon&lt;/b&gt;: Saya ada satu permintaan. Boleh tak, walaupun untuk sementara je, kakak cuba menjadi kakak yang baik untuk saya? Kalau tidak pun, berpura-puralah seperti kakak berbaik dengan saya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-Jo&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*dengan pandangan tajam*&lt;/span&gt;. Kakak bukanlah orang seperti itu. Kakak dibesarkan untuk menjadi seperti ini. Kakak tak tau macam mana untuk menjadi baik di depan kamu. Kakak memang macam ni. Tak dapat diubah, dan kakak tak mampu berjanji itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyo-Seon&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*tunduk kecewa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eun-Jo&lt;/b&gt;: Tapi.. Untuk tidak berbalah dengan kamu, dan tidak ada dalam mode peperangan dengan kamu, kakak akan cuba itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ibcBZH3ZpMU/TkQ3vveA3aI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DizdEWSz9Sc/s1600/cs11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ibcBZH3ZpMU/TkQ3vveA3aI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DizdEWSz9Sc/s400/cs11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNs8Oe7sha4/TkRABWaZ5vI/AAAAAAAAAbc/AZTFNCob-XE/s1600/cs12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNs8Oe7sha4/TkRABWaZ5vI/AAAAAAAAAbc/AZTFNCob-XE/s400/cs12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mulai saat itu, mereka mulai rapat. Tanpa Eun-Jo sedari, hatinya mulai tersentuh dengan adik tirinya itu. Dia tidak lagi bersikap kejam terhadapnya, dan selalu mempertahankan adik tirinya itu, terutamanya saat dia dijahati ibu Eun-Jo sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eun-Jo kemudiannya sempat menghilang selama beberapa bulan, kerana rasa bersalahnya terhadap Hyo-Seon, dan mendiang Ayah tirinya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tapi akhirnya, dia pulang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Untuk Hyo-Seon yang merinduinya. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mi1e4Z4SpX8/TkRAw3t8LUI/AAAAAAAAAbg/rn51Gi22u-U/s1600/cs13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mi1e4Z4SpX8/TkRAw3t8LUI/AAAAAAAAAbg/rn51Gi22u-U/s400/cs13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5xHhQXAoP0/TkRBDw66AkI/AAAAAAAAAbk/N0BeHrJ5jGI/s1600/cs14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5xHhQXAoP0/TkRBDw66AkI/AAAAAAAAAbk/N0BeHrJ5jGI/s400/cs14.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy ending for the eonni and the yeodongsaeng. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;[Cerpen saya yang membosankan ini diadaptasi dari K-Drama "신데렐라의 언니"]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-714009100518948771?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/714009100518948771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=714009100518948771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/714009100518948771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/714009100518948771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/ini-cerita-tentang-eun-jo-hyo-seon.html' title='Ini Cerita Tentang Eun-Jo &amp; Hyo-Seon.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsCt-aGFxOM/TkQrplYkb8I/AAAAAAAAAao/quFd6KCDG84/s72-c/eunjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3870365875142200891</id><published>2011-08-12T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T01:45:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Said I Loved You But I Lied"</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhh I love this song!! A modern song that sounds so similar to a song from the 80's / early 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome duet! &lt;b&gt;Michael Bolton&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Agnes Monica&lt;/b&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3870365875142200891?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3870365875142200891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3870365875142200891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3870365875142200891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3870365875142200891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/said-i-loved-you-but-i-lied.html' title='&quot;Said I Loved You But I Lied&quot;'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3008171843764436621</id><published>2011-08-05T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:01:09.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sahabat-Sahabatku, Terima Kasih. :)</title><content type='html'>Tadi aku baru fikir nak tulis &lt;i&gt;post&lt;/i&gt;, tapi takde idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, tiba-tiba ada ilham. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa itu persahabatan buat anda? Sekadar berteman dengan semua orang tidak kira umur dan status? Sekadar teman untuk bersuka ria? Ataupun cuma seorang teman untuk mendengar keluhan-keluhan kita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi menurut aku, persahabatan itu berbeza dari semua yang di atas. Kalau kita ada seorang atau beberapa orang sahabat yang selalu mengambil berat tentang kita walaupun sejelek manapun sikap dan walau apapun kelemahan kita ada, itu maksudnya dia adalah seorang sahabat sejati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin, kalau kita pertama kali mempunyai sahabat seperti ini, kita akan lupa diri dan hanya datang kepada dia saat kita memerlukan. Padahal sahabat-sahabat seperti ini sentiasa bersedia untuk menenangkan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersahabat atau berukhwah di dunia memerlukan keikhlasan. Sayangnya, pada mulanya aku masih belum mengenal apa itu erti keikhlasan dalam ukhwah (persaudaraan) dan persahabatan. Kalau keikhlasan kita dalam kedua-dua ini adalah atas dasar agama, kerana Allah SWT, insyaAllah akan dipelihara sillaturahim itu walaupun ujian bertalu-talu menyerang hubungan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu aku memang egois, aku hanya mencari sahabat dikala aku memerlukan seseorang untuk menemani aku. Sekarang, alhamdulillah, aku sudah dapat melihat siapa yang egois siapa yang ikhlas dalam menjadikan aku seorang sahabat. Seorang sahabat selalu ada untuk kita tidak kira senang atau susah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak semestinya kita harus mengenali seseorang itu untuk jangka masa yang lama untuk membina sebuah persahabatan. Kebanyakan sahabat aku, baru aku kenali dalam masa setahun. Benarlah kata orang, kalau kita tinggal bersama dengan seseorang, kita akan mengenali dia lebih dari orang lain. Begitu juga sebaliknya. Dengan cara inilah aku mengenali sahabat-sahabatku seperti &lt;b&gt;Kamilia&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Kak Deela&lt;/b&gt; dan &lt;b&gt;Akma&lt;/b&gt;. Tidak lupa juga buat &lt;b&gt;Aen&lt;/b&gt;. Rasanya seperti sudah mengenali mereka bertahun-tahun. Pahit dan manis kami tempuhi bersama sewaktu sedang belajar di negeri orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang, orang yang mungkin seperti '&lt;i&gt;stranger&lt;/i&gt;' kepada kita, adalah orang yang akan menjadi sahabat kita nanti. Dan tidak seharusnya dia itu tinggal dekat dengan kita untuk memahami kita. Mungkin saja seseorang dari negara seberang? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah aku amati dan mengikut pengalaman aku sendiri dalam menjalinkan persahabatan dan ukhwah, ini adalah ciri-ciri seorang sahabat dan saudara sejati menurut aku :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dia menerima kita apa adanya. Segala &lt;b&gt;kelemahan&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;keburukan&lt;/b&gt; dan &lt;b&gt;kejelekan&lt;/b&gt; kita mereka terima semuanya. Dan mereka tidak pergi begitu saja. Mereka akan selalu menegur dan menasihati. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seorang sahabat yang ikhlas tidak pernah peduli kalau kita ni pernah menyakiti dia atau tidak. Dia akan selalu ada untuk kita, walaupun kita pernah meninggalkan dia dan tidak pernah menganggap dia sebagai seseorang yang penting dalam hidup kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sahabat tidak suka melihat kita bersedih hati. Semampunya mereka akan berusaha untuk membuat kita tersenyum kembali walaupun untuk sebentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tidak banyak manusia yang dapat menjadi sahabat yang sejati seperti ciri-ciri di atas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku akui, aku sendiri ada BANYAK sangat keburukan. Kadang-kadang, aku &lt;i&gt;take things for granted&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi sekarang aku sedar, siapa ubat, siapa racun. Siapa yang ikhlas, siapa yang tidak. Siapa yang menyayangi aku apa adanya, siapa yang tidak.. Siapa yang ingin menyelamatkan aku, siapa yang ingin menyakiti aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indahnya sesebuah ukhwah itu kalau kita selalu mengingati Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada semua sahabat-sahabatku yang semuanya pernah aku sakiti, sempena bulan yang mulia ini, aku memohon maaf atas SEMUA kesalahan aku terhadap kalian selama aku mengenali kalian. Aku sayang kalian. Kalian adalah manusia yang mulia. Tidak ada gantinya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May Allah bless you all&lt;/i&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3008171843764436621?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3008171843764436621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3008171843764436621' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3008171843764436621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3008171843764436621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/sahabat-sahabatku-terima-kasih.html' title='Sahabat-Sahabatku, Terima Kasih. :)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2084448072460515755</id><published>2011-08-03T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:57:51.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Kedua Ramadan 2011.</title><content type='html'>Hari nie.. Ayah dan Mama keluar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinggallah aku di rumah dengan askar-askar kecil yang sibuk bermain tak ingat dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak berapa sihat hari ni (seperti biasa). Paru-paru rasa macam nak tercabut, &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi entahlah, dah biasa &lt;i&gt;kot&lt;/i&gt;? Huhu..&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(sentimental la pulak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedang aku asyik dan leka bermain &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angry Birds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, mama telefon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Zaty, kau masak daging kuah kicap.&lt;br /&gt;Aku: Haaaaaaa? Kalau tak sedap macam mana? &lt;b&gt;HUAAAAA..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Masak je la......................................................................... Tengah &lt;i&gt;traffic jam&lt;/i&gt; neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tooot.. Tooot.. Tooooot..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak sengaja tekan butang&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; End Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Dasar &lt;i&gt;handphone&amp;nbsp;touch screen.&lt;/i&gt; Bukan aku sengaja tekan butang tuh. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun dengan terpinga-pinga memulakan kerja-kerja dapur seperti anak dara zaman dahulu kala &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(eh cehhh)&lt;/span&gt;. Macam biasa la, potong bawang tumis bla bla bla masukkan daging simbah kicap masin garam gula ajinomoto dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragedi pun terjadi.. Apabila aku lupa bahawa sesungguhnya aku sedang berpuasa. Dengan selambanya aku &lt;b&gt;MERASA&lt;/b&gt; kuah daging masak kicap aku tuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedap.. Cukup rasa.. *telan air liur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BWEEKKKKK&lt;/b&gt; aku puasa !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan sepantas kilat dan halilintar aku mencuci mulut aku dengan panik. Nasib baik jiran belakang tak nampak. Sebab aku tutup tingkap. Kalau tak &lt;i&gt;konfem&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;ar&lt;/i&gt; malu &lt;i&gt;doh&lt;/i&gt;. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu la Ramadanku pada hari yang kedua ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sampai sekarang aku masih belum sihat. Orang lain jarang-jarang sakit, aku jarang-jarang sihat.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi........ sakit itu ada hikmahnya, sakit itu menghapuskan dosa.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kalau nak sakit lama-lama pun, sakitlah. Aku masih mampu menanggung semua ni sendirian. Allah kan ada. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. Nak kembali membebel &lt;i&gt;kat &lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Lama-lama aku jadi &lt;i&gt;gangster&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;kat &lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; tuh. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; semakin terabai. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;See you later peeps&lt;/i&gt;, assalamualaikum !! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2084448072460515755?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2084448072460515755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2084448072460515755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2084448072460515755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2084448072460515755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/hari-kedua-ramadan-2011.html' title='Hari Kedua Ramadan 2011.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6276696189013773459</id><published>2011-08-02T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T01:05:13.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Pertama Ramadan 2011.</title><content type='html'>Aku merajuk. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas buka puasa, aku cepat-cepat habiskan makanan, cuci pinggan semua, lari naik atas, solat, keluar ke dapur semula, makan lagi, naik lagi, online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati aku kosong tak berteman. Semua orang tengah sibuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Just gonna stand there and watch me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;burn&lt;/span&gt;, it's alright because I like the way it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nyanyi sorang-sorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6276696189013773459?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6276696189013773459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6276696189013773459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6276696189013773459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6276696189013773459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/hari-pertama-ramadan-2011.html' title='Hari Pertama Ramadan 2011.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3598115955635537752</id><published>2011-07-22T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:13:57.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Korang&lt;/i&gt; rasa.. Aku &lt;i&gt;overdose&lt;/i&gt; apa? Huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Overdose...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SANTAN&lt;/b&gt; !! Santan dalam cendol yang baru saja aku habiskan beberapa minit yang lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula-mula memang sedap, apalagi dengan keadaan cuaca tengah hari yang panas &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;MEMBARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, cendol adalah antara minuman yang menyegarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, lain pulak yang jadi. AKU SAKIT PERUT. Rasa nak muntah. &lt;i&gt;APAKEJADAH&lt;/i&gt; la yang kau pergi letak dalam cendol neh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pukul 2 nanti, nak pergi berjuang lagi. Berjuang mendapatkan tempat di salah satu universiti pilihan. Doakan ya. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Selamat Hari Jumaat. ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3598115955635537752?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3598115955635537752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3598115955635537752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3598115955635537752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3598115955635537752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/07/overdose.html' title='Overdose.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2642881646240221873</id><published>2011-07-06T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T13:38:01.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muahahahahahaha.</title><content type='html'>Sebenarnya, judul &lt;i&gt;post&lt;/i&gt; ini tidak ada kena mengena pun dengan apa yang aku nak tulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;FYI, I'm finally learning Korean now. Yay&lt;/i&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why am I learning Korean&lt;/i&gt;? Sebab aku nak kutuk orang &lt;i&gt;kat&lt;/i&gt; Facebook. HAHA takde lah. &lt;i&gt;Joking&lt;/i&gt;.. Sekadar menambah ilmu, apa salahnya. Lepas ni, kalau nyanyi lagu Korea boleh la paham. Kalau boleh, aku nak beli &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; dari Korea, supaya orang yang nak curi &lt;i&gt;handphone&lt;/i&gt; aku pun fikir 1000 kali sebelum mencuri, sebab dia takkan paham sepatah perkataan pun &lt;i&gt;kat handphone&lt;/i&gt; tuh. HEHEHE (idea gila).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's all for today&lt;/i&gt;. Sebelum aku tulis entah apa-apa, lebih baiklah aku &lt;i&gt;sto&lt;/i&gt;p sekarang. Jumpa lagi! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2642881646240221873?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2642881646240221873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2642881646240221873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2642881646240221873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2642881646240221873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/07/muahahahahahaha.html' title='Muahahahahahaha.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2363817585915761476</id><published>2011-06-25T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:40:26.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Is... SIMPLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't need any fancy clothes to feel happy. I love my old sneakers. I love my sweaters. I love my jeans. I love my T-shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a 19 year-old girl who does NOT enjoy hanging out in &lt;i&gt;Starbucks&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Subway&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Haagen Dazs&lt;/i&gt;. I prefer enjoying the meals my mom cooked for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate make-ups so, so much. Except for eyeliners. They are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a girl who enjoys reading &lt;i&gt;estiDOTmy&lt;/i&gt; instead of entertainment or sports magazines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't watch &lt;i&gt;MTV&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;E! Channel&lt;/i&gt; to get updated with the current trends . Instead, I'm a girl who LOVES watching &lt;i&gt;History Channel&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;i&gt;National Geographic&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't finish up my phone credit to call my friends. I prefer saving them up, or call my family members, especially if I'm away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a student who does not only study to pass exams. I study for my own satisfaction. I study to gain knowledge. I study because I LIKE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a girl who forgives people who had wronged me. But I do not FORGET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a girl who easily gets bored with anything. But, InsyaAllah, I'm a loyal friend and a loyal fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm egoist. I dislike admitting the fact that I'm wrong in something. But I do realize, that I'm also a normal human being. I'm NOT perfect. I can't avoid making mistakes. Forgive me if I've hurt any of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sarcastic. Sarcasm is my second most fluent language that I've mastered. You know what they say, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;words can kill&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously dislike people who judge without knowing the truth or at least try to study that something or someone first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my religion so much. More than anything else in this world. As I said, I'm not perfect. All I can hope is for Allah to always guide me to the straight path. I don't want to fall down into the darkness, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my family. I would die without them. I love my friends. They are like gifts that God has given to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a mellow and sentimental girl. I enjoy writing poems, and listening to mellow songs. But I'm not &lt;i&gt;Emo&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm straightforward and outspoken. If I happen to not to like something, I'll say it out loud. Alhamdulillah, I can still use my brain to think of the proper ways to say things. Hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might look arrogant if you've just known me for a short time. But, if you try to know me long enough, you would know that I'm not that monstrous anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The conclusion is, --- I am me. I have my own world, and I LOVE IT. Judge all you want. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;BWEK BWEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ~~~ :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana Banana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P/S: Kalau ada yang terasa, maaf lah ye. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2363817585915761476?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2363817585915761476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2363817585915761476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2363817585915761476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2363817585915761476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-life-is-simple.html' title='My Life Is... SIMPLE.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5717077188635983651</id><published>2011-06-23T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T01:40:20.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Kekasihku..</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sukar untuk aku melelapkan mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa solusinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya.. Tau-tau je&lt;i&gt; korang&lt;/i&gt; ye.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawapannya adalah.. &lt;b&gt;BERCINTA&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan kekasih aku yang paling setia, yang paling penyayang, yang paling semualah.. (yang baik-baik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ooopps&lt;/i&gt;. Kekasihku sedang memanggil. Nak ber&lt;i&gt;dating&lt;/i&gt; dengan Dia kejap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa Dia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allah SWT&lt;/b&gt; adalah kekasih sejatiku.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P/S: Takde niat untuk bersikap riak dalam post nie, kita ambil hikmah bersama lah ye kawan-kawan. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5717077188635983651?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5717077188635983651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5717077188635983651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5717077188635983651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5717077188635983651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/dia-kekasihku.html' title='Dia Kekasihku..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4038598118600155416</id><published>2011-06-20T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:10:04.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing A Doa.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum warahmatullahiwabarakatuh and Good Evening to all my blog readers..&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you are doing just fine, insyaAllah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I would like to share a doa (prayer), which I got from a blog named &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Islamic Thinking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. (&lt;a href="http://islamicthinking.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://islamicthinking.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doa is not too short, and not too long either. But the meaning is just deep and beautiful. Hope you guys like this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‎&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Oh Allah, teach me to love others just like I love myself, teach me to judge myself just like I judge others. And if I have wronged anyone,give me the courage to apologize, and if anyone wronged me, give me the courage to forgive because you have taught me that forgiveness is the highest level of strength and revenge is the highest level of weakness. And I ask you not to forget me in your forgiveness.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;‎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;‎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4038598118600155416?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4038598118600155416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4038598118600155416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4038598118600155416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4038598118600155416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/sharing-doa.html' title='Sharing A Doa.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6418273234684513278</id><published>2011-06-15T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:08:52.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assalamualaikum Saudara Muslim dan Muslimah Ku Sekalian..</title><content type='html'>Sebelum itu, ingin saya jelaskan, saya juga seorang manusia biasa, yang selalu melakukan dosa, dan yang tidak sempurna. Saya tidaklah alim, apalagi sebagai seorang yang sudah cukup ilmunya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya disini hanya ingin berkongsi apa yang saya tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedar tak kita selalu tinggal solat, kadang-kadang dengan sengaja. Berapa kali kita menyahut seruan azan untuk beribadah di masjid? Adakah kita menghayati alunan al-Quran yang dibacakan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih, saya betul-betul sedih. Dengan nama Allah, saya terkilan. Kenapa? Sebabnya ada disekeliling saya sendiri. Anak-anak muda sibuk berhibur sana-sini. Belia-belia Muslim dan Muslimah yang seharusnya berlumba-lumba mengejar kasih sayang Allah dan ilmu pengetahuan, sibuk berpesta di lubuk-lubuk maksiat pada waktu malam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa tidak dihabiskan waktu malam itu dengan bercinta dengan Allah? Bukankah Dia yang memberi kesenangan dan kebahagiaan dalam hidup anda? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berapa kali anda mengucapkan Alhamdulillah dalam hidup anda? Apakah ia hanya diucapkan setelah anda sendawa kerana terlalu kenyang? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita.. Anda adalah perhiasan indah yang Allah ciptakan dimuka bumi ini. Wanita itu indah. Indah itu mahal. Kenapa harus dimurahkan nilaimu? Saya disini tidak berniat untuk melukakan hati siapa-siapa, tapi jagalah mahkota kalian dengan baik. Kerana sesungguhnya api neraka itu sangat mendambakan aurat wanita. Saya juga pernah menjadi seorang wanita yang sangat tidak suka apabila disuruh menutup aurat dengan sempurna dulu. Tapi, wahai saudara Muslimahku sekalian, tidakkah anda kasihan dengan ayahmu, saudara-saudara lelakimu yang juga menanggung dosamu itu? Jangan fikir anda selalu ada waktu untuk berubah pada esok hari atau bila-bila pun, kerana ajal dan maut itu akan datang tanpa kita sedari.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudaraku.. Kalian sangat mengagung-agungkan cinta hati kalian. Tapi kenapa tidak dijalin hubungan itu untuk mencari jalan Allah? Janganlah hanya atas dasar cinta dunia semata-mata. Allah tidak kejam. Saling mencintai itu fitrah manusia yang diciptakan oleh Allah. Tapi...... Setiap hari anda merindukan si dia. Kenapa tidak anda merindukan Allah yang selalu menjagamu dan melindungimu, yang selalu memberi kesihatan kepadamu? Kenapa harus anda lalai? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali saya cuba menegur, selalunya saya akan dipanggil 'berlagak alim' ataupun 'hipokrit'. Tidak mengapa. Tapi sedarlah wahai sahabat-sahabatku sekalian. Kita ini umat akhir zaman. Kiamat sudah dekat. Janganlah disia-siakan sisa-sisa waktu yang ada di muka bumi ini. Kalau hati terdetik untuk kembali ke jalan Allah, janganlah ditangguhkan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolonglah. Saya mohon dengan sangat-sangat, anak-anak muda Muslim dan Muslimah sekarang. Bangkitlah, menjadi hamba Allah yang berilmu, yang bijaksana, yang berjaya, dan tidak mudah berputus asa dalam kehidupan. Waktu tak pernah cukup. Waktu selalu berjalan. Kematian tetap akan datang, setiap hari semakin dekat dengan kita. Janganlah hanyut dengan permainan dunia yang memang bertujuan untuk menyesatkan. Kalau ada keazaman untuk berubah, siapa pun boleh berubah. Kalau Allah mengkehendaki sesuatu, maka terjadilah ia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangunlah wahai saudara-saudaraku. Kuatkan semangat. Perlahan-lahan tinggalkan semua perkara yang melalaikanmu daripada mengingati Allah swt. Dia kekasih kita. Dia selalu menyayangi kita, hamba-hamba-Nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belum tentu kita akan bangun lagi pada esok hari.. Belum tentu dunia akan kekal aman pada esok hari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu sedang berjalan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian.. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahiwabarakatuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurfarhana Izzaty Binti Anuar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6418273234684513278?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6418273234684513278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6418273234684513278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6418273234684513278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6418273234684513278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/assalamualaikum-saudara-muslim-dan.html' title='Assalamualaikum Saudara Muslim dan Muslimah Ku Sekalian..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-1685284888946738203</id><published>2011-06-10T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:51:20.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cukuplah.. Hentikanlah..</title><content type='html'>Aku cukup TIDAK SUKA dengan trend terbaru di Facebook, dimana &lt;i&gt;korang&lt;/i&gt; tag orang sana sini dengan tulisan biru tuh. AKU TAK SUKA LAH...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada Akma sahabatku.. Minta ampun berjuta-juta ampun! Cukup lah.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0RznMC0GMs0/TfD4rdzpf0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/_u9VVQ9FzXQ/s1600/tulisanbirugila5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0RznMC0GMs0/TfD4rdzpf0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/_u9VVQ9FzXQ/s400/tulisanbirugila5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylkod_e7cCc/TfD4w4Rg-jI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-Bkdatvsnt8/s1600/tulisanbirugila4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylkod_e7cCc/TfD4w4Rg-jI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-Bkdatvsnt8/s400/tulisanbirugila4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pI6q6Iw24s0/TfD43MY_3XI/AAAAAAAAAYA/-ZJRKfeDaEM/s1600/tulisanbirugila3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pI6q6Iw24s0/TfD43MY_3XI/AAAAAAAAAYA/-ZJRKfeDaEM/s400/tulisanbirugila3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0ywiY1BYow/TfD4-PINYSI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4opZkQVdJk8/s1600/tulisanbirugila2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0ywiY1BYow/TfD4-PINYSI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4opZkQVdJk8/s400/tulisanbirugila2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MrD9iLDn4Jw/TfD5E0QOzGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/2oll5xmpuuk/s1600/tulisanbirugila1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MrD9iLDn4Jw/TfD5E0QOzGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/2oll5xmpuuk/s400/tulisanbirugila1.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Loveeee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-1685284888946738203?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1685284888946738203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=1685284888946738203' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1685284888946738203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1685284888946738203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/cukuplah-hentikanlah.html' title='Cukuplah.. Hentikanlah..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0RznMC0GMs0/TfD4rdzpf0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/_u9VVQ9FzXQ/s72-c/tulisanbirugila5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2843420846354665629</id><published>2011-06-09T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T23:24:51.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kebosanan.. ~~</title><content type='html'>September. Why are you so far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd September. Please come. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PER-LEASE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of staying at home. I can't do anything since I'm not feeling very well lately. Health is getting worse (I have no idea why..). I'm so bored, I decided to study chemistry to fill my free time. Who else on Earth would study during their college break other than me?? Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be patient Hana.. Only 3 months of break, then you can start studying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS STUDYING. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gosh I can't believe I just said that. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Happy because Mommy just bought a bar of chocolate for me. HEHEHEHE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2843420846354665629?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2843420846354665629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2843420846354665629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2843420846354665629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2843420846354665629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/kebosanan.html' title='Kebosanan.. ~~'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3092195235604953262</id><published>2011-06-03T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T03:02:08.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Tentang Si Jelita..</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum dan salam sejahtera buat semua pembaca-pembaca blog ini yang dikasihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ini, aku ingin berkongsi satu cerita. Cerita yang turun dari hati yang bersih, tanpa dikotori dengan apa-apa dusta sekalipun. Ini semua kenyataan, insyaAllah, inilah cerita yang tidak ada tokok tambah. Cerita yang ingin aku sampaikan buat kalian, untuk dijadikan teladan. Apa yang buruk, dijauhi.. Apa yang elok, dicontohi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah tentang seorang adik perempuan yang pernah hadir dalam hidup aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertamanya, maaf. Aku takkan mendedahkan namanya yang sebenar. Dalam cerita ini, aku akan memanggilnya &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jelita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Sesuai dengan dirinya yang bagiku memang seorang wanita jelita yang sedang membesar menjadi wanita yang berkarisma tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.. Dia seorang remaja biasa yang bersekolah di sebuah sekolah menengah, di tengah-tengah kota sebuah negara yang pernah menjadi tanah air nenek moyangku. Negara yang besar, padat populasinya. Negara yang bagiku unik, tiada duanya dalam dunia ini.. Dia dan aku, berkongsi seorang idola sama. Seorang idola yang berpegang pada prinsip hidup &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"Dream, Believe, And Make It Happen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Pada bulan Disember 2009, dia hadir dalam hidupku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih aku ingat jelas dalam ingatanku. Waktu itu, di laman &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt; ku, aku menulis komentar di status salah seorang teman &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt; ku, yang kebetulan adalah seorang peminat idolaku juga.. Tentang persembahannya di sebuah majlis anugerah muzik disana. Menjadi seorang peminat dari jauh bukannya mudah, apalagi berlainan negara. Aku pun menyatakan kekecewaanku di status itu. Maklumlah, siaran TV di negara ini tak sampai di sini, apalagi di negeri Selangor ini, yang sudah jauh ke tengah tanah air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian, dia menjawab komen ku. Dia simpati, sebagai seorang pengagum idolaku itu juga. Tidak lama kemudian, muncul satu &lt;i&gt;Friend Request&lt;/i&gt; di &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt; ku. Ternyata, si &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ingin menjadi teman di &lt;i&gt;Faceboo&lt;/i&gt;k ku. Tanpa berlengah, aku klik butang &lt;i&gt;Approve&lt;/i&gt;. Sekadar menambah teman sesama pengagum, apa salahnya kan? Setelah itu, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; menjadi salah satu dari ratusan temanku di laman sosial itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu, aku baru sahaja tamat peperiksaan &lt;b&gt;SPM&lt;/b&gt;. Lega rasanya! Beban peperiksaan selama sebulan akhirnya terlepas juga. Huhhh. Seperti biasa, setelah pulang dari sekolah, aku membuka laman &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt; ku. Tiba-tiba, &lt;b&gt;POP!&lt;/b&gt; Ada seseorang yang ingin berbual denganku di &lt;i&gt;chatbox&lt;/i&gt;. Orang itu adalah &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Aku berkenalan dengannya buat pertama kali setelah dia menjadi temanku di &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt;. Dia memanggilku dengan panggilan Kak Hana. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Kenapa dia panggil aku kakak?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, tanya aku dalam hati. Tanpa berfikir panjang, aku terus ke profilnya. OH! Rupa-rupanya, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;memang 3 tahun lebih muda dari aku. Aku ketawa sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak hari itu, dia dan aku sering berkomunikasi melalui &lt;i&gt;inbox&lt;/i&gt;, kemudiannya dilanjutkan di &lt;i&gt;Yahoo Messenger&lt;/i&gt;. Seronok aku melayan keletah anak remaja ini. Hati kecil aku yang waktu itu memang sedang sunyi, merasa terhibur setiap kali ada dia di &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt;, ataupun di &lt;i&gt;Yahoo Messenger&lt;/i&gt; aku. Tidak lama kemudian, dia mula menganggap aku seperti kakaknya, sama juga sepertiku yang menganggap dia seperti adikku sendiri. Ya kan, aku dilahirkan sebagai satu-satunya putri dalam keluargaku. Aku tidak punya adik perempuan atau seorang kakak untuk aku bergurau senda, untuk aku meluahkan, dan mendengar. Dan dia hadir dalam hidupku. Aku bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada waktu itu juga, pada awal tahun 2010, aku mengalami masalah dan salah faham dengan kekasihku waktu itu. Aku, yang masih keanak-anakan dan belum matang fikirannya sebagai wanita, bersikap acuh tak acuh. Kemudian, oleh kerana dia adalah seorang perempuan yang jujur, dia sempat memberitahuku bahawa dia mempunyai perasaan terhadap kekasihku itu? Aku tidak terkejut sama sekali, bahkan sudah lama mengagak itu. Tak mengapa. Aku maafkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian, hubungan aku dan kekasihku itu berantakan. Oleh kerana aku waktu itu belum lagi menjadi Hana yang kalian semua lihat sekarang, aku melarikan diri seperti seorang pengecut. Ya, pengecut! Dan dia, menjadi tempat aku dan kekasihku mencurahkan semuanya. Cerita yang selanjutnya, biarlah aku rahsiakan, kerana tidak semua perkara boleh diceritakan, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, akhirnya menjadi pengganti aku. Bohong kalau aku cakap, aku tak patah hati. Bohong kalau aku cakap, aku tak sakit hati. Tapi aku sedar, bukan salah dia. Tapi salah aku, 100%. Dia seorang pendengar yang baik, sahabat yang baik, dan adik yang baik. Pasti dia juga mampu untuk menjadi pecinta yang baik. Beberapa bulan kemudian, aku diterima masuk melanjutkan pelajaran peringkat matrikulasi (A-Levels/Pra-Universiti) di sebuah kolej matrikulasi di negeri Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam waktu itu, aku masih berhubungan dengan &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Walaupun aku mengaku, hubungan aku dan dia tidak seakrab dulu lagi. Semuanya janggal, dan kekok. Sudah aku bersusah payah mencuba untuk membuat dia bahagia. Tapi ternyata, aku masih lagi seorang wanita yang belum layak menjadi kakak. Di luar kesedaran aku, aku masih menyimpan perasaan terhadap mantanku. Walaupun jujur, aku sangat berusaha untuk melupakan dia. Sangat berusaha. Aku juga letih dan penat menjadi seorang wanita yang layaknya dipanggil perampas kekasih orang. Tapi bermacam-macam perkara yang telah aku lakukan, yang disebabkan oleh rasa pentingkan diri aku, yang akhirnya, hanya merobek-robek hatinya menjadi lebih terluka, dan lebih kecewa terhadapku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama beberapa bulan dia bersabar denganku. Tapi, setiap kali dia pergi, dengan nama Allah, aku merasa seperti wanita yang paling berdosa di dunia. Kerana manyakiti seorang wanita yang aku selalu anggap seperti darah dagingku. Layakkah aku dipanggil kakak setelah ini semua? Tidak. Itu jawapannya. Setiap kali dia pergi, aku sakit. Sakit hati. Perit untuk aku telan semuanya. Tapi ini memang wajar untukku. Kerana aku telah memperlakukan dia sesuka aku. Aku kejam. Kakak yang kejam. Dia akhirnya meninggalkan aku. Meninggalkan aku dengan cara yang paling tidak ingin aku ingat lagi. Cukuplah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan saja yang tau betapa aku rindu dipanggil &lt;b&gt;Kakak&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Ka' Hana&lt;/b&gt;. Tuhan saja yang tau betapa aku marah dengan diri aku sendiri kerana telah mementingkan diri aku sendiri. Ya Allah. Sakit. Sangat sakit. Kasih sayang seorang kakak, bagiku, melebihi cinta dunia aku sendiri. Cinta dunia, boleh dicari dimana-mana. Tapi apa aku akan menemui seorang adik seperti dia lagi di dunia ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, aku sedang dihukum Tuhan dengan rasa dosa yang paling berat yang pernah aku pikul di bahuku. Saat aku menulis &lt;i&gt;post&lt;/i&gt; ini, mata aku berlinangan dengan airmata, tenggorakan aku sakit menahan rasa perit yang harus aku telan ketika mengingat kembali cerita ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Mesti anda semua tertanya-tanya. Apa istimewanya dia? Secara mata kasar, dia mungkin kelihatan seperti seorang wanita biasa. Seorang anak remaja berusia 16 tahun yang sedang dilamun cinta.. Tapi dia bukan begitu dimataku. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, adalah seorang yang bijak, dan pintar. Seorang yang berfikiran logik, dan pandai berfalsafah juga. Dia cantik orangnya, lemah lembut juga. Dia seorang yang berbakat. Seorang yang lucu, dan selalu membuat aku tersenyum. Sejak hari pertama aku menganggap dia seperti adikku, aku akui, memang susah untuk aku membenci atau punya rasa marah terhadap dia. Walau apa pun kata-kata yang telah aku ucapkan kepada dia, baik yang elok ataupun tidak, kasih sayang sebagai seorang kakak itu tidak pernah padam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman-teman dekatku kurang menyukai dia atas semua perbalahan dia denganku. Semua itu aku simpan jauh dalam hati. Walau sebenci manapun dia terhadapku, walau sejahat atau sekejam manapun aku dimatanya, aku tetap menjadikan dia adik kesayanganku dalam hati aku ini. Aku yakin, bahkan sangat yakin, bahawa dia dan aku tidak akan lagi berbaik seperti dulu. Itu perkara yang mustahil. Apa lagi setelah apa aku dan dia telah alami. &lt;i&gt;No&lt;/i&gt;, itu tidak mungkin. Jauh daripada dia, memang sangat menyakitkan buat aku, apalagi dalam keadaan dia sangat tidak menyukai aku saat ini. Tapi aku sangat, sangat sedar. Ini jalan yang terbaik untuk dia dan aku. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dan Hana tak mungkin akan bersua kembali. Kehadiranku hanya akan menambah luka dalam hidupnya. Aku menulis cerita ini bukanlah untuk mengadu domba, bukanlah untuk memujuk atau apa pun. Cerita ini hanyalah curahan isi hati aku yang sudah sekian lama berdarah. Aku sakit. Aku tak mampu lagi menyimpan ini semua dalam-dalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini, aku sedang menjalani perjalanan hidup dimana aku menanggung dosa-dosa aku terhadap dia, dalam bentuk kesakitan.&lt;i&gt; I deserve it&lt;/i&gt;. Panggillah aku bodoh, hipokrit, munafik, atau apa pun, walau sekeras manapun hinaan dia terhadap aku (&lt;i&gt;again, I deserve it&lt;/i&gt;), aku terima dengan hati yang terbuka. Walaupun aku akui, aku pernah dan masih menjadi wanita yang paling kejam dalam hidupnya, &lt;i&gt;I still love her&lt;/i&gt;. Bahkan seperti adik kandung sendiri. Kalau ada yang lain yang berhasrat untuk melukai dia, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LANGKAH MAYAT AKU DULU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu aja yang aku harapkan. Aku cuma harap, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; bahagia tanpa aku. Bahkan lebih bahagia, dan bertambah bahagia. Semoga &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; membesar menjadi seorang wanita yang lebih hebat, wanita yang kuat dan tabah, wanita yang dicintai Allah, wanita yang dihormati masyarakat, dan wanita yang sukses dunia akhirat. Ini doaku, ikhlas, sama ada dia masih membenci aku atau tidak. Aku tak peduli lagi kalau dia masih mahu memarahi aku. Marah lah. Memang aku patut menerima itu semua, setelah semua yang aku lakukan terhadapnya. Silakan. Kali ini, aku takkan membalas lagi dengan kata-kata gila. Aku hanya akan diam, dan aku akan telan semua kata-katanya, setajam manapun ia. Biar itu menjadi penebus sedikit sebanyak dosa-dosaku terhadap &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please be happy. Because you deserve to be happy, and to be loved&lt;/i&gt;. Selamat malam &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; adikku. Aku tidak mengharapkan maaf darimu, tapi, tersenyumlah, demi orang-orang lain yang kamu cintai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anggaplah aku hanya hembusan angin panas yang menembusi jendela mu, yang pada mulanya panas, tapi akhirnya menghilang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam sayang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Hana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Hargailah orang yang kalian sayangi sebelum mereka terluka keranamu..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3092195235604953262?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3092195235604953262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3092195235604953262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3092195235604953262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3092195235604953262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/kisah-tentang-si-jelita.html' title='Kisah Tentang Si Jelita..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5449484841631872352</id><published>2011-05-29T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T15:14:59.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apabila..</title><content type='html'>Apabila hati kita sedang panas dilanda api, padamkanlah api itu dengan air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila mata kita dibasahi airmata kesedihan, hapuslah airmata itu dengan senyuman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila tubuh kita terasa lemah dan terjatuh, kuatkanlah diri dengan ketabahan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila telinga kita mendengar kata-kata yang pedih, tukarlah kata-kata itu menjadi penyemangatmu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila kalbu merasa kesunyian dan kesepian, janganlah kita lupa pada Tuhan yang selalu ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan apabila bahagia akhirnya datang dalam hidupmu, hargailah dan jagalah kebahagiaan itu seikhlasnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5449484841631872352?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5449484841631872352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5449484841631872352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5449484841631872352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5449484841631872352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/apabila.html' title='Apabila..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6435881621098364437</id><published>2011-05-25T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:31:30.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Main Badminton Dalam Rumah.</title><content type='html'>Ini akibat kebosanan yang aku dan Helmi alami. Main badminton dalam rumah! Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(In this video: Helmi &amp;amp; Myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="176" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/200223553353876" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/200223553353876" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="176"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tiru aksi ini dirumah. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6435881621098364437?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6435881621098364437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6435881621098364437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6435881621098364437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6435881621098364437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/main-badminton-dalam-rumah.html' title='Main Badminton Dalam Rumah.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2766967259671076840</id><published>2011-05-21T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:56:22.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement.</title><content type='html'>CBox nampaknya ada masalah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So readers, if there's anything you would like to ask, or if you would like to communicate with me, you can do so by adding me on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/hanea92"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, follow my &lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt; account (username: @ichahana), or add me on &lt;b&gt;Skype&lt;/b&gt; (username: hana.anuar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2766967259671076840?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2766967259671076840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2766967259671076840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2766967259671076840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2766967259671076840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/announcement.html' title='Announcement.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2487247324645276951</id><published>2011-05-20T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T20:37:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaman Kenakalan.</title><content type='html'>Hmmm. Tiba-tiba rindu dengan zaman dahulukala.. Hiks hiks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaman dimana aku takde kerja lain selain daripada bermain, bermain, bermain, dan tidur. Tak macam sekarang, belajar, cari duit sendiri, tunjuk contoh yang baik buat adik-adik, menjaga hati orang sana-sini, bahagiakan orang, mengecewakan orang, dikecewakan orang, dan banyak lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto-foto zaman bahagia.. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f0jinsCJVoQ/TdZP4BUqJpI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1WXQ-WLrO-E/s1600/75074_152176644825234_100000986989170_251107_6943872_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f0jinsCJVoQ/TdZP4BUqJpI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1WXQ-WLrO-E/s400/75074_152176644825234_100000986989170_251107_6943872_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mencintai kamera dari kecil lagi. Hehehehe ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rY_nX7WTl2k/TdZQSMiT9LI/AAAAAAAAAXk/9XSStCWo4Ys/s1600/148496_152176318158600_100000986989170_251102_2079912_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rY_nX7WTl2k/TdZQSMiT9LI/AAAAAAAAAXk/9XSStCWo4Ys/s400/148496_152176318158600_100000986989170_251102_2079912_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ngeeeee ~~ :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkzYB0qXnkk/TdZRCrqnNyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/PWFzGVHEbZA/s1600/169113_169949086381323_100000986989170_344039_6831062_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkzYB0qXnkk/TdZRCrqnNyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/PWFzGVHEbZA/s400/169113_169949086381323_100000986989170_344039_6831062_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku yang paling kecil. Hahaha. Bersama sepupu.. Waktu ni, masih 'solo', Belum ada adik. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsBW33CGOqA/TdZWf0lvW2I/AAAAAAAAAXs/DjCzZecYeSc/s1600/33455_152178854825013_100000986989170_251171_5033664_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsBW33CGOqA/TdZWf0lvW2I/AAAAAAAAAXs/DjCzZecYeSc/s400/33455_152178854825013_100000986989170_251171_5033664_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bersama adikku, Helmi. 1998, Kuala Lumpur. (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be happy again. But I don't know when is that going to happen..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2487247324645276951?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2487247324645276951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2487247324645276951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2487247324645276951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2487247324645276951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/zaman-kenakalan.html' title='Zaman Kenakalan.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f0jinsCJVoQ/TdZP4BUqJpI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1WXQ-WLrO-E/s72-c/75074_152176644825234_100000986989170_251107_6943872_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4009128216289491062</id><published>2011-05-20T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:22:06.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>De-Mam-Mam-Mam.</title><content type='html'>Hari ni tak pergi kerja. Demam panas. Errrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah lah. Aku tak tau nak tulis apa lagi sekarang. Otak tengah &lt;i&gt;blank&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;See y'all later. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P/S: Add me on FB (www.facebook.com/hanea92). (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4009128216289491062?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4009128216289491062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4009128216289491062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4009128216289491062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4009128216289491062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/de-mam-mam-mam.html' title='De-Mam-Mam-Mam.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4418461255466875813</id><published>2011-05-19T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T00:43:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoaaammm ~~~~</title><content type='html'>Satu je perkataan yang mampu aku keluarkan dari mulut aku sekarang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;LETIH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak tido. Ngantuk sangat sangat sangat. Esok kena bangun pagi-pagi, hantar Mama, keluar dengan Ayah, kerja. Hoaaaaammmm ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum and bye-bye my blog darlings.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Result exam aku? Errrr.. Biarlah rahsia. Yang penting, LULUS. Alhamdulillah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4418461255466875813?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4418461255466875813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4418461255466875813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4418461255466875813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4418461255466875813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/hoaaammm.html' title='Hoaaammm ~~~~'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2692489728814311519</id><published>2011-05-14T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:12:02.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite Scene from เลือดขัตติยา (Luerd Kattiya)</title><content type='html'>Haaaaa.. เลือดขัตติยา (&lt;i&gt;Luerd Kattiya/Blood of The People&lt;/i&gt;), atau lebih dikenali sebagai &lt;i&gt;The Princess &lt;/i&gt;di Malaysia&lt;i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;adalah drama siri Thailand yang cukup aku minati. Drama ini disiarkan di Malaysia melalui &lt;i&gt;channel &lt;/i&gt;TV2 pada tahun 2004 kalau tak salah.. Aku sanggup tak pergi kelas tuisyen demi drama nie. Begitu juga dengan kawan-kawan aku yang sanggup bersembunyi di dalam longkang untuk pulang dan menonton drama ini, contohnya, &lt;a href="http://mysticamcandle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cammy&lt;/a&gt;.. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hero: Anothai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heroine: Princess Dara (Kumaree)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dibawah ni adalah&lt;i&gt; favourite scene&lt;/i&gt; aku dalam drama ni, sebelum &lt;i&gt;Anothai&lt;/i&gt; dihukum mati kerana percintaannya dengan &lt;i&gt;Princess Dara.. &lt;/i&gt;Huhu. Drama ni adalah antara drama yang paling sedih yang pernah aku tonton. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OYgJshqE9y0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P/S: Bangga mempunyai darah Thailand. Huahahahaha. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hana.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2692489728814311519?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2692489728814311519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2692489728814311519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2692489728814311519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2692489728814311519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/favourite-scene-from-luerd-kattiya.html' title='Favourite Scene from เลือดขัตติยา (Luerd Kattiya)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OYgJshqE9y0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7877202780498872654</id><published>2011-05-14T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T17:57:05.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu Kenanganku..</title><content type='html'>Lagu ini adalah lagu yang selalu nenekku nyanyikan untuk menidurkan aku dan sepupu-sepupuku setelah letih bermain.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Di Mana Kan Ku Cari Ganti..... Nyanyian P.Ramlee (1962)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LB4oYbnt1r0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7877202780498872654?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7877202780498872654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7877202780498872654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7877202780498872654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7877202780498872654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/lagu-kenanganku.html' title='Lagu Kenanganku..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LB4oYbnt1r0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-894326662608663800</id><published>2011-05-09T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:43:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiburan Duniawi Parasit Jiwa.</title><content type='html'>[Artikel ini diambil dari &lt;a href="http://www.iluvislam.com/"&gt;http://www.iluvislam.com/&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita dihidangkan dengan pelbagai hiburan sama ada dari barat mahupun dari dalam negara sendiri. &lt;b&gt;HIBURAN&lt;/b&gt; dipersepsikan jiwa umum sebagai sesuatu yang menyeronokkan dan menghidupkan jiwa yang hambar. Tanpa sedar, jiwa generasi kini mengenyangkan 'parasit' yang dipelihara di dalam jiwa. Minda kita dihiburkan dengan indahnya alam fantasi bukan indahnya Syurga akhirat nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa kita dihiburkan dengan pelbagai kisah percintaan yang romantik yang bila-bila masa boleh mengetuk syahwat dan zina mata/hati. Jiwa kita dihiburkan dengan berbangga memiliki kereta mewah dan mendedahkan aib sendiri, bukan berbangga dengan adanya Iman dalam jiwa Islam. Semua itulah hiburan yang membawa kepada wahan (cintakan dunia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menulislah kerana Allah.. InsyaAllah, pasti akan ada jiwa dihidupkan dari alpa. Pasti akan ada Iman yang dikejutkan dari leka. Kadang-kadang ragam manusia, mereka sememangnya TAHU apa yang BAIK dan BURUK. Mereka juga SEDAR mana yang perlu diikut dan wajib ditegah! Tetapi GODAAN dan BISIKAN SYAITAN itu yang meLEKAkan insan yang lalai. Bagaimana? Apabila kita terlupa kita Hamba-Nya maka kita secara automatik akan lupa akan TUHAN.. kita akan lupa pada amanah, pada akhirat! Pada titian siratulmustaqim yang bakal dilalui! Puncanya ialah Hati yg LALAI. HATI yang LEKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana LEKA itu hadir? Kadang-kadang kita terlalu bersemangat dan merasa kita sudah taat pada perintah-Nya. Semua ibadat kita lakukan. Semua amalan kebaikan kita laksanakan. Sebut apa sahaja, yang wajib yang sunat semua dibuat. Tetapi dalam masa itu kita masih kehilangan 'RASA' nikmat dalam JIWA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya begitu pasti akan ada yang pernah merasa perasaan sedemikian. Kadang-kadang entah kenapa walaupun nama ALLAH disebut-sebut dalam zikir, tetap tidak memberi kesan pada hati? Kenapa laungan AZAN seolah-olah sekadar angin lalu tanpa sedar. Kenapa? Dalam Solat masih teringat akan 'future husband' atau 'future wife', teringat akan sms.. semuanya seakan tidak mahu berganjak memberi ruang pada diri untuk berinteraksi secara kusyuk dengan Allah. Walaupun sedang duduk tahiyat akhir, jari telunjuk terangkat syahadah hanya pada lafaz bibir tanpa menghayati maknanya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua itu kerana LEKA! Apabila hiburan terlalu banyak disuntik ke dalam jiwa seorang hamba, apabila jiwa itu juga terlalu dicucuk dengan pelbagai cerita-cerita bersiri cinta dan romantika. Tatkala jiwa itu dihidangkan dengan keBAHAGIAan berupa material yang bertimbun-timbun, apabila jiwa diracuni angan-angan kereta mewah, harta yang berjuta. Lihat? Bukankah ALLAH sudah menunjukkan betapa kekayaan di dunia itu merupakan suatu ujian berat buat hamba-Nya. Belum pun menjejakkan kaki ke jalan keKAYAan duniawi kita sudah pun dilemaskan dengan keKAYAan angan-angan tanpa Iman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana mahu fokus pada rakaat dalam solat kalau dalam fikiran fokus pada di mana mencari WANG saraan lebih? Ya. Bagi mereka.. wang yang penting.. bagi makan..pakai.. kalau solat 24 jam pun tiada berguna andai tiada wang.. bukan boleh beri makan  pakai anak. Tidaklah sampai 24 jam sahabat-sahabat sekalian. Malah satu jam pun tidak sampai... andai 30 minit sudah memadai jika HATI diletakkan BETUL pada tempatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titipan ini ikhlas untuk sahabat-sahabat di luar sana. Kita menyangka.. apabila kita duduk di rumah, berkurung di bilik.. kita tidak diuji, bebas daripada sebarang dosa. Ya, anda silap. Kita akan terus menerus diuji dan dicuba walaupun kita berada berseorangan. Syaitan ada di mana-mana. Dia akan sentiasa berusaha untuk mencari jalan memesongkan kita pada jalan-Nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai contoh, kita mengelak dari keluar berdua-duaan dengan pasangan berlainan jantina.. dan untuk berbicara memadai dengan berbicara di &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Yahoo Messengger&lt;/i&gt; atau menggunakan kemudahan lain di alam maya. Harapannya tiada dosa yang dilakukan kerana tidak keluar berdua-duaan, tidak bersentuhan, tidak berdepan.. Ini silap.. Walaupun berhubungan di alam maya.. maksiat masih boleh berlaku.. Syaitan sentiasa berusaha memesongkan anak-anak Adam walau di mana mereka berada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali rebah digoda, esok taubat lagi. Kali kedua rebah esok taubat lagi. Tapi bila kali ketiga, kali keempat rebah? Anda pasti diyakinkan 'makhluk bertanduk' itu akan 'adanya esok hari' dan sentiasa beranggapan Allah akan tetap menerima taubat kita walaupun kita sentiasa melalukan dosa tanpa berusaha menghentikannya. Seolah-olah taubat sudah tidak bermakna bagi mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya cuma satu! Jangan LEKA!&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kurangkan menyuntik hiburan-hiburan yang melekakan.. bukan tidak boleh. Boleh, tetapi jangan terlalu BANYAK hingga kita akan hilang MINAT untuk menjadikan ibadat sebagai hiburan utama untuk ke akhirat! Apabila kita terlalu minat untuk mencari hiburan-hiburan lagha, maka amalan kita tentu akan hilang 'jiwa' dan 'rasa', kerana kita sudah ketagih dengan hiburan-hiburan yg diperlihatkan 'SEDAP' di mata kita oleh 'makhluk bertanduk' itu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PAKSA diri membaca doa menghindarkan diri dari gangguan Syaitan! Paksa diri membaca ayat al-Quran walaupun surah pendek seperti surah al-ikhlas! Kerana apa? Apabila kita sudah cuba sedaya-upaya menjauhi HIBURAN yang diperlihatkan 'sedap' pada pandangan mata kita.. tetapi hati kita masih kekurangan santapan-santapan kerohanian. Bukanlah pada membaca al-Quran semata-mata, tetapi dekatkan diri dengan aktiviti keagamaan, ceramah, rutin kerohanian.. atau beri peluang pada masa mengenal ayat-ayat ALLAH. Cari HIBURAN di situ! InsyaAllah... Banyak kelebihan bagi kita mengkaji dan mendalami ayat-ayat ALLAH. Gantikan rutin 'menghafal lirik lagu' kepada 'menghafal ayat al-Quran'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LAFAZ SYAHADAH tidak semestinya diruang SOLAT! Inilah label pemikiran kita... ucap syahadah hanya pada masa solat..! Ingat! Syahadah antara RAHMAT ALLAH paling BESAR buat kita yang beragama ISLAM. Ia umpama &lt;i&gt;'HOT' TIKET&lt;/i&gt; bagi masuk SYURGA ALLAH!! Peluang sang pendosa terbanyak dan terbesar.. syahadah inilah yang memberi laluan mereka memasuki SYURGA walaupun pada tingkat terbawah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka... jika jiwa lemah, hiburan sukar dihindar.. Bagai ketagih yang dipatri ruang jiwa, doa payah dilafaz, al-Quran payah dibaca! Ucaplah SYAHADAH sebanyak mungkin.. ucaplah sehingga timbul getaran dalam kalbu. Ucap sehingga datang rasa MALU! Ucap sehingga hadir rasa TAKUT! Ucaplah sehingga jasadmu terpanggil membuat persiapan untuk AKHIRAT nanti! Ucaplah SYAHADAH masa anda diuji! Ucap Syahadah pada awal pagi.. dan sebelum mata terlena berkali-kali. Moga dihadirkan hidayah dan taufik menerangi laluan hidup kita.. InsyaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentiasalah beristigfar memohon keampunan daripada Allah daripada semua keterlanjuran dosa yang kita lakukan. Sesungguhnya kita adalah makhluk Allah yang lemah, yang sentiasa lalai daripada memperingati-Nya, yang sentiasa membuat dosa, samada disedari mahupun tidak. Sentiasalah berwaspada daripada mengikuti bisikan-bisikan halus Syaitan. Jangan biarkan diri terleka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Artikel Iluvislam.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-894326662608663800?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/894326662608663800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=894326662608663800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/894326662608663800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/894326662608663800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/hiburan-duniawi-parasit-jiwa.html' title='Hiburan Duniawi Parasit Jiwa.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4546095831477080583</id><published>2011-05-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:00:11.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berkahwin Awal?</title><content type='html'>Berkahwin awal memang tak salah... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;K&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ALA&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Niat bernikah kerana Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Niat bernikah kerana ingin mengelakkan maksiat dan dosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sudah siap bersedia menjalani dunia perkahwinan yg sememangnya tidak mudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ada rasa tanggungjawab dalam diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bagi yang lelaki, ada pegangan agama yg kuat, mampu menjaga isteri dan bakal anak-anak.. Bagi yang perempuan, bersedia untuk menjadi seorang wanita yang bertanggungjawab menjaga nama baik suami dan keluarga, dan sudah semestinya lah, untuk menjadi seorang ibu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tidak.. Persiapkanlah diri dahulu.. Kerana sesungguhnya, Perkahwinan itu adalah suatu hubungan yang suci, yang diredhai Allah, jikalau niatnya tidak lari dari jalan agama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renung-renungkan lah wahai teman-temanku.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4546095831477080583?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4546095831477080583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4546095831477080583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4546095831477080583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4546095831477080583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/berkahwin-awal.html' title='Berkahwin Awal?'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2545114962127242583</id><published>2011-04-24T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T23:57:26.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerpen: Nota-Nota Cintamu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nama aku Daniel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dilahirkan ke dunia sebagai anak tunggal kepada kedua-dua orang tua ku - Datuk Faizal dan Datin Natasha. Hidup aku mewah. Permintaan aku selalu dipenuhi, apa yang aku mahukan, semuanya dituruti. Senang cakap, hidup aku ibarat hidup seorang putera raja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, disebalik semua kemewahan ni, terselit sedikit kesunyian dihati.. Sehinggalah seorang wanita bernama Shafiqa hadir dalam hidupku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari di kampus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eh Danny.. Aku lapar ah.. Apa kata…. Kau belanja aku makan kat restoran depan tuh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Asik aku je belanja, kau bila nak belanja aku? Kau ingat aku apa? Laki kau?” jawabku terhadap pertanyaan sahabat baikku, Irfan. Hobi si Irfan ni, memang makan je. Tak ada yang lain. Haha.. Tapi hati dia baik, walaupun perangai dia banyak yang tak sama dengan perangai aku.. Sahabat baik aku sejak tahun pertama aku menjejakkan kaki ke universiti ni. Sekarang, dah masuk tahun ketiga. Tinggal setahun je lagi sebelum aku menerima ijazah. Semangat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, berbalik kepada Irfan.. Akhirnya aku mengalah. Kami berjalan menuju ke restoran di depan kampus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan: “Weh, kenapa tak naik kereta kau je? Panas la nak jalan jauh-jauh macam ni..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Kau jangan banyak songeh boleh tak? Aku nak belanja pun kira baik ok..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan: “Ye la bos.. Nyampah! *Irfan menggerak-gerakkan tangannya macam Usop Wilcha.. Sumpah geli aku tengok..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba, langkah lajuku menjadi perlahan, dan tidak lama kemudian, terhenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandangan mataku terpaku, melihat seorang wanita, kemungkinan besar adalah pelajar tahun pertama, sebab aku tak pernah nampak si dia ni sebelum ni. Dia duduk berseorangan di bangku taman bunga kampus. Rambutnya panjang lurus, dan hitam.. Orangnya kurus, tinggi.. Tak lah tinggi sangat. Lebih kurang 5 kaki je. Kelihatan dari jauh, si cantik ini sedang leka membaca surat khabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keayuannya membuat aku leka seketika. Sehinggalah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan: “Woi pakcik! Lu kenapa? Kena rasuk eh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Hah?! Astaghfirullah.. Ntahlah. Ye kot aku kena rasuk. Apa-apa je la. Jom.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dan Irfan meninggalkan kampus secepat mungkin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam berikutnya.. Susah untuk aku melelapkan mata.. Siapa gadis itu? Kenapa aku tak pernah nampak dia sekitar kawasan kampus? Aku bukanlah kaki perempuan, tapi kehidupan aku memang kadang-kadang terlebih (sikit je ye..) sosial. Hampir semua perempuan cantik di kampus aku kenal. Tapi kenapa tidak dia? Ahhhh.. Lupakan je la. She’s just another girl in the campus..&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku pun berusaha (dengan payahnya) untuk tidur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokannya..&lt;br /&gt;Setelah habis kuliah, aku melalui di tempat yang sama. Aku betul-betul nak tau, siapa sebenarnya gadis tu? Wajahnya yang manis benar-benar dah mencuri hati aku.. Macam tak percaya je kan? Playboy macam aku boleh jatuh hati macam ni? Kalau member-member aku tau nih, confirm diaorang semua menganjing kaw-kaw dengan aku punya lah..&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. Aku pun pergi ke taman bunga tu. MasyaAllah, hati aku berdegup laju bila aku nampak dia, duduk di bangku yang sama, masih lagi memegang surat khabar.. Rupa-rupanya dia ni bukan baca surat khabar, tapi tengah main teka silang kata.. Dengan ucapan Bismillahirahmanirrahim! Aku menghampirinya, dan duduk di sebelahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedikit pun dia tidak menghiraukan kehadiran aku. Ahhhh.. Tak boleh jadi nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hai.. nama awak siapa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih belum ada respon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hallo…. Hallooooo..”.&lt;br /&gt;Aku memberi isyarat tangan kepadanya. Dia hanya tersenyum, dan kemudian kembali menyelesaikan teka silang kata nya itu. Aku tidak menyerah kalah secepat tu. Kebetulan aku ada bawa test pad aku. Aku mengoyakkan sehelai kertas dan menulis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“Hai… Boleh saya berkenalan dengan awak? Nama awak siapa?”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku lipat kertas itu, dan menghulurkannya kepada si cantik ini.. Dia ambil kertas itu, dan membukanya perlahan-lahan.. Sopan..&lt;br /&gt;Dan dia mula menulis, untuk membalas pertanyaanku. Bagus! Dah mula ada respon nampaknya.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“Boleh.. Nama saya Shafiqa. Panggil Iqa je.. Awak sendiri siapa?”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaannya di atas kertas itu aku jawab lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“Nama saya Daniel. Nickname, panggil Danny je.. Hmmm.. Awak student tahun pertama ye? Sebab saya tak pernah pun nampak awak sekitar kampus sebelum nie..?”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cantik ini.. (seperti cantiknya nama Shafiqa..) membalas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“A’ah.. Saya student tahun pertama.. Haha.. Kenapa ye awak tak pernah nampak saya? Kat kampus ni, student bukan 10 orang cik abang oi.. and maybe.. awak cuma melihat, tapi tidak benar-benar memerhati..”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya tersenyum membaca jawabnya itu.. Kami berbalas-balas mesej (di atas kertas) untuk 30 minit berikutnya.. Dia kemudiannya meminta diri untuk pulang.. Aku melihatnya dari jauh, berjalan menuju ke kereta Perodua MyVi miliknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setakat ni, sudah seminggu aku melakukan perkara yang sama dengan Shafiqa.. Kami berkomunikasi melalui beberapa keping kertas dan nota. Tapi sayang, aku belum pernah berkesempatan untuk mendengar suaranya.. Dalam hatiku berkata, kalau dah manis, cantik macam nie, suara pun mesti merdu.. Tapi aku tak berani untuk bertanya (dengan menggunakan suara..). Kerana kelihatan Shafiqa ni private orangnya. Dia berjiwa mellow.. Lebih suka bersendirian, menikmati pemandangan alam.. Mungkin kerana itu dia lebih suka berdiam daripada bersuara. Lagipun, setiap kali aku call handphone dia, dia bukannya nak jawab, tapi dia reject panggilan aku.. Tapi kalau sms, dia jawab pula..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menghormati pendiriannya itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang.. Sudah hampir 6 bulan aku mengenalinya.. Aktiviti-aktiviti sosial malam aku bersama teman-teman semua aku tinggalkan. Setiap hari aku merindui senyuman dan tawa Shafiqa, walaupun tawanya sangat-sangat perlahan. Aku simpan semua kertas-kertas mesej yang kami gunakan untuk berkomunikasi.. Tempat pertemuan kami yang biasa? Sudah tentu di taman bunga kampus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari, di taman bunga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“Iqa dah makan?”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“Dah..”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaik sahaja dia menjawab pertanyaanku itu (AGAIN, di atas kertas..), dia terus menarik tanganku, membawaku menuju ke kolam ikan berdekatan dengan bangku itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah tiba di situ, dia menitiskan air mata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Iqa kenapa menangis? Danny ada buat salah ke? Iqa marah kat Danny ke??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air matanya semakin laju mengalir membasahi pipinya yang kemerah-merahan itu.. Tak sanggup lagi aku melihat pujaan hatiku ini menangis begini. Aku menghampirinya, ingin sekali memeluknya. Tapi aku ditolak..&lt;br /&gt;Dia menghulurkan sekeping surat kepadaku. Aku mengambil surat itu.. Belum sempat aku berkata apa-apa, dia sudah hilang dari pandanganku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pulang ke rumah dengan perasaan yang berbaur-baur. Sedih aku melihat Iqa menangis begitu, tapi aku juga terpinga-pinga, apa sebenarnya yang membuat Iqa menangis?&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. Surat tadi..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku membukanya.. Jantung aku berdegup kencang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ke hadapan Danny yang disayangi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama sekali, Iqa nak ucapkan jutaan terima kasih, sebab dah sudi berkenalan Iqa, dan menyayangi Iqa.. Tak pernah Iqa rasakan bahagia seperti mana Iqa rasakan bila Danny ada bersama Iqa. Iqa tau, Danny cukup bersabar dengan sikap Iqa. Danny tak pernah dengan suara Iqa kan? Buat Iqa, kesabaran Danny cukup menakjubkan, sepanjang Danny mengenali Iqa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi nota Danny buat Iqa semalam menyedarkan Iqa.. Kita tak mungkin akan bersama. Ya, Iqa akui, Iqa sangat mencintai Danny. Tapi Iqa bukan untuk Danny. Satu je permintaan Iqa untuk Danny. Lupakan wanita yang bernama Shafiqa ini, carilah yang lebih baik untuk Danny. Lebih dalam cinta Danny untuk Iqa, lebih terluka Danny nanti.. Iqa tak nak Danny patah hati.. Tolong lah, demi Iqa, pergilah dari hidup Iqa.. Jangan cari Iqa lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang benar,&lt;br /&gt;Shafiqa Hussain..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk pertama kali sejak aku bergelar seorang lelaki dewasa, air mata jatuh dari mataku. Tidak! Iqa tak boleh buat macam ni kat Danny! Apa salah Danny? Sebelum ni hubungan kita baik je kan? Kenapa mesti tinggalkan Danny setelah Danny benar-benar mencintai Iqa? Tak mungkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoknya, aku mencarinya di taman bunga.. Dia tidak lagi ada di situ. Resahnya, hanya Allah yang tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan: “Sudah la Danny.. Tak payah kau nak cari-cari si Shafiqa tu lagi..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Apa maksud kau?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan: “Aku harap kau bertenang Danny.. macam ni.. mama aku tu, salah satu pensyarah yang mengajar Iqa.. Mama aku cakap, Iqa dah berhenti belajar dari universiti ni..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Kenapa mesti dia buat macam tu? Mesti ada sebab yang munasabah kan? Takkan la berhenti macam tu je?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan: “Dia sakit Dan.. Kanser tekak.. Dia berhenti belajar, sebab dia dah tak banyak masa lagi.. Dia dah pindah dari KL. Ke mana dia pindah, tak ada siapa yang tau..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba ingatanku terlintas kembali.. Mungkin sebab itulah Shafiqa tidak pernah bersuara sedikit pun selama aku mengenali dia.. Tak ku sangka, rupanya selama dia menahan sakit yang amat memedihkan, yang menghalangnya untuk berbicara.. Ya Allah….. Kalaulah aku tau tentang hal ni dari dulu, sudah lama aku mengambilnya menjadi suri hidupku, biar aku yang jaga dia, dan ingin aku cintai dia sepenuhnya..&lt;br /&gt;Aku benar-benar patah hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Aku dah nekad! Seminggu aku habiskan untuk mencari di mana Shafiqa tinggal sekarang. Syukur alhamdulillah, setelah penat berusaha, akhirnya jumpa juga! Dia sekarang tinggal bersama kedua-dua orang tuanya, di sebuah rumah banglo di negeri Perak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin mengambilnya sebagai isteriku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“Assalamualaikum…”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang wanita berusia lebih kurang akhir 40-an menjawab salamku, lalu menjemputku masuk ke dalam rumah.. Di ruang tamu, kelihatan seorang lelaki berusia kira-kira 50 tahun duduk sambil meminum secawan kopi. Itu pasti ayah Shafiqa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menghulurkan tangan, dan bersalam dengannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Assalamualaikum pakcik.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik Hussain: “Waalaikumussalam.. Hmmm.. Kamu ni siapa? Ada hajat apa datang ke rumah pakcik?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Saya Daniel pakcik.. Kawan Shafiqa.. Saya datang nak jumpa dengan Iqa, itu pun kalau pakcik izinkan..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia terdiam seketika..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik Hussain: “Rupa-rupanya kamu lah Daniel yang dia selalu ceritakan kat pakcik.. Bukannya pakcik tak izinkan kamu berjumpa dengan Shafiqa, tapi maaflah, dia yang tak nak jumpa dengan Daniel, katanya, Daniel kena lupakan dia, untuk kebaikan Daniel..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Itu tidak mungkin pakcik. Saya ikhlas mencintai Iqa. Saya sanggup menjaga dia selama mana pun yang saya mampu. Kalau boleh…. Saya berhasrat untuk jadikan Iqa sebagai isteri saya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik Hussain: “Kamu serius ke Daniel? Tanggungjawab seorang suami tu besar, apatah lagi dengan keadaan Shafiqa yang tengah sakit sekarang. Pakcik cuma tak nak anak pakcik disia-siakan.. Tu je..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: “Percayalah pakcik.. Saya sanggup melalui susah atau senang, asalkan saya dapat beri sepenuh kasih sayang saya kepada Iqa..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini, sudah genap sebulan aku bergelar seorang suami kepada seorang wanita cantik bernama Shafiqa.. Bibirnya pucat, mukanya juga pucat.. Tapi tidak pernah hilang senyumannya untukku, dan juga orang lain di sekelilingnya.. Aku tidak pernah berhenti berdoa pada Yang Maha Esa, sembuhkahlah isteriku! Sihatkanlah isteriku! Demi namaMu Ya Allah, aku sanggup menukar nyawaku dengan nyawanya, asalkan dia dapat meneruskan kehidupannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap minggu aku menemaninya menjalani terapi-terapi, dan sesi-sesi pemulihan dan sebagainya. Biarlah aku penat, biarlah aku letih, asalkan Iqa dapat sembuh. Alhamdulillah, Kau Maha Besar Ya Allah, Iqa beransur-ansur pulih, dan semakin sihat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari ulang tahun perkahwinan kami yang pertama.. Dia memegang bahuku, dan aku memandangnya dengan penuh kasih sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“I love you..”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah kalimat pertama yang terucap dari bibir merahnya untukku.. Terima kasih Ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu merupakan surat tulisan suamiku, Daniel, sebulan sebelum dia terkorban di jalanraya, sewaktu perjalanan pulangnya dari tempat kerja.. Sebelum dia meninggalkan aku, dia sempat menghadiahkan 2 orang puteri yang cantik kepadaku.. Dania dan Daniela.. Cinta, kasih sayang, pengorbanan, dan kesabaran Daniel, tidak akan ada penggantinya. Dia tidak pernah meninggalkan sisiku, dan selalu ada memotivasikan aku untuk sembuh sepenuhnya. Aku tak mungkin akan melupakan kata-katanya, nota-notanya untukku, pandangan matanya, dan sentuhannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski sakit Ya Allah, untuk aku menjalani hidup ini tanpa dia, aku redha dengan ketentuanMu.. Semoga Kau tenang di sana wahai suamiku, kekasihku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mama, papa mana? Kenapa papa belum balik?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah pertanyaan puteri-puteriku yang harus aku dengar, sejak Daniel pergi meninggalkan kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;****Tamat****&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditulis oleh: Nurfarhana Izzaty Anuar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2545114962127242583?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2545114962127242583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2545114962127242583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2545114962127242583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2545114962127242583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/04/cerpen-nota-nota-cintamu.html' title='Cerpen: Nota-Nota Cintamu..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3143157948280156160</id><published>2011-04-15T08:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:03:45.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Exam Lah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--google_ad_client = "pub-0275336942852276";/* 728x90, created 27/11/08 */google_ad_slot = "1970822067";google_ad_width = 728;google_ad_height = 90;//--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, sorry for private-ing this blog for some time. Something happened so I had to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting for my final exam now.. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peperiksaan Semester Peringkat Matrikulasi II (PSPM II)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Matriculation Level Semester Examination II&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English was easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mathematics was nonsense. I repeat, NONSENSE. Nonsensically difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology (which was yesterday) was okay too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry. That will be on Monday for paper 2 and on Wednesday for paper 1. Hehe. Wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, did I tell you that right after Chemistry paper 1 ends, I can finally go home, and NO MORE COLLEGE? Hahahaha. Yes, no more lectures, classes, and assignments for the next 5 months. Next is university. Again, wish me luck. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3143157948280156160?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3143157948280156160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3143157948280156160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3143157948280156160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5562878704870743411</id><published>2011-03-20T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:00:40.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Something Wrong With My Yahoo Mail.</title><content type='html'>My dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my Yahoo Mail was hacked, or maybe it was attacked by some kind of automatic virus that sends links to my email contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if any of you happens to receive any links from me, via my Yahoo Mail, DO NOT CLICK IT FOR SAFETY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you Yahoo Mail !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5562878704870743411?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5562878704870743411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5562878704870743411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5562878704870743411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5562878704870743411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-something-wrong-with-my-yahoo.html' title='There&apos;s Something Wrong With My Yahoo Mail.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-184984176740175952</id><published>2011-02-27T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T15:28:24.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayah &amp; Mama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYSAFb3qYYU/TWn7xSqx3vI/AAAAAAAAAUc/u32kWOnoBR8/s1600/1501201116382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYSAFb3qYYU/TWn7xSqx3vI/AAAAAAAAAUc/u32kWOnoBR8/s320/1501201116382.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578266437718499058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ayah&lt;/b&gt; - Lelaki yang paling kuat motivasi dan semangatnya dalam perjuangan kehidupannya. Seorang pemikir, dan seorang yang tidak mudah berputus asa. Melalui dia, secara langsung atau tidak, aku belajar untuk menjadi wanita yang lebih kuat dan tidak mudah jatuh. Pantang menyerah sebelum mencuba. Mentorku, motivasiku, dan inspirasiku yang terbesar dalam hidupku. Terima kasih Ayah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXmTIhcMlx0/TWn8s40bZiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/IHrRJKl_JTQ/s1600/148298_152178478158384_100000986989170_251162_6641465_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXmTIhcMlx0/TWn8s40bZiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/IHrRJKl_JTQ/s320/148298_152178478158384_100000986989170_251162_6641465_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578267461571798562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mama&lt;/b&gt; - Seorang wanita yang sentiasa sabar melayani keletah anak-anaknya yang nakal, terutamanya aku sendiri yang cengeng dan cerewet. Dia mengajar aku untuk belajar dari kesilapan-kesilapan aku yang lalu, dan berubah untuk menjadi wanita yang bijak. Mama selalu menjadi tempat untuk aku meluahkan rintihan hati dan cerita-cerita hidupku. Terima kasih Mama. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Only Daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-184984176740175952?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/184984176740175952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=184984176740175952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/184984176740175952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/184984176740175952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/ayah-mama.html' title='Ayah &amp; Mama.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYSAFb3qYYU/TWn7xSqx3vI/AAAAAAAAAUc/u32kWOnoBR8/s72-c/1501201116382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4323767681758480951</id><published>2011-02-26T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:53:45.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa Harus Kecewa?</title><content type='html'>Kadang-kadang kita merasa bersendirian dan seperti disisihkan orang. Kadang-kadang juga, kita merasa seperti tidak ada yang memahami dan merasa kekurangan berbanding orang lain. Kenapa harus kecewa? Tuhan selalu bersama dengan kita. Tuhan selalu memahami kita. Setiap kekurangan atau kelebihan kita, ada hikmahnya. Yang penting, sesakit manapun hati kita, kalau kita berusaha untuk 'mencari' Tuhan, Dia pasti akan membuat kita tenang dan bahagia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya, kebahagiaan yang abadi itu datangnya hanya dari Allah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4323767681758480951?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4323767681758480951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4323767681758480951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4323767681758480951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4323767681758480951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/kenapa-harus-kecewa.html' title='Kenapa Harus Kecewa?'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3169579778977183129</id><published>2011-02-18T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T00:57:39.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kehidupan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kehidupan. Menurut kalian, apa itu kehidupan? Apakah kehidupan itu satu penderitaan buat kalian? Atau apakah kehidupan itu merupakan satu bentuk ujian untuk kalian melepasi dunia ini sebelum berusaha menjejakkan kaki ke Firdaus Allah? Semua orang mempunyai pendapat mereka sendiri terhadap kehidupan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, kalau kalian bertanyakan soalan yang sama kepada saya, jawapan saya mudah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hidup Itu Indah"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apabila saya mengatakan bahawa hidup itu indah, tidak bermakna hidup saya lebih mewah atau lebih bahagia daripada orang lain. Saya juga seorang manusia biasa, yang harus berjalan diatas duri-duri tajam untuk sampai ke destinasi yang dituju. Perjalanan hidup saya juga penuh dengan rintangan, sehingga hampir tiada ruang untuk saya bernafas dan benar-benar senang. Bak kata orang Inggeris, "&lt;i&gt;Happily Ever After&lt;/i&gt;" itu masih belum muncul dalam kehidupan saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Tapi kenapa saya menganggap bahawa hidup itu indah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Pertama sekali, kerana adanya keyakinan terhadap Tuhan. Tuhan sentiasa ada bersama dengan kita, dan tidak pernah melupakan kita. Tapi kenapa harus manusia seringkali melupakanNya dan leka dengan permainan dunia? Kunci untuk selalu mengingati Tuhan selalu adalah, dengan selalu bersyukur apa adanya. Kita tidak sedar, betapa besarnya nikmat dan anugerah yang selama ini Allah telah berikan kepada kita. Doa kita semuanya Dia kabulkan mengikut waktu yang sesuai dan tepat. Dia Maha Mengetahui tentang apa yang terbaik untuk hidup kita. Berbalik kepada apa yang kita panggil kepercayaan kepada Tuhan, apabila kita yakin dengan bantuan dan petunjuk Tuhan, insyaAllah, kita akan jauh dari kesesatan, dan akan menjadi orang-orang yang mudah melihat semua nikmat yang dikurniakan olehNya, sekaligus menjadi orang yang mudah bersyukur. Semua ini menampakkan betapa bertuahnya kita menjadi hamba Allah swt yang taat dan bersyukur. Ca&lt;i&gt;n't you see my dear friends? Especially my Muslim friends..?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Kedua, hidup ini indah apabila &lt;b&gt;KEGAGALAN&lt;/b&gt; itu kita anggap sebagai tangga-tangga kejayaan kita. Kegagalan seharusnya ditempuhi dan dihadapi, supaya kita bangkit kembali dan terus-menerus mencuba. Allah tidak menyukai hambaNya yang mudah putus asa. Allah tidak menghidupkan kita untuk berputus asa. Kalau tidak, kenapa perlu kita bina bangunan-bangunan tinggi? Kenapa perlu kita cipta barang-barang dan teknologi terbaru untuk kehidupan manusia? Apabila kita menganggap kegagalan itu sebagai batu penghalang buat kita berusaha dan mencuba lagi, percayalah, hati kita pasti akan gelap dan terlalu merasa merendah diri, padahal, kalau ada usaha dan doa yang konsisten, insyaAllah, sesusah manapun sesuatu itu, kalau hal yang kita usahakan itu adalah hal yang baik dan diperkenan Tuhan, usaha itu pasti akan menampakkan hasil yang memuaskan. Tidak kiralah, dalam percintaan, karier, keluarga dan sebagainya. Kuncinya? &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Believe in God and yourself more than you believe others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kalau kalian fikir bahawa hidup ini sia-sia, ingatlah, kita hidup di dunia ini cuma sementara. Kita hidup kerana Allah swt. Bukan untuk siapa-siapa selain Dia. Syukurilah hidup kita apa adanya, namun jangan berhenti disitu saja. Teruskan berusaha untuk memperbaiki kehidupan (dan diri sendiri), supaya tidak ketinggalan di belakang. Umat Islam menggalakkan umatnya untuk terus maju kehadapan, bukan mundur ke belakang. Apabila adanya juga keikhlasan, percayalah, hidup sedikit sebanyak akan menjadi serba indah. Allah pasti akan menenangkan hati mereka yang ikhlas melakukan setiap sesuatu. Apabila kita dilukai, disakiti atau dikhianati, ingatlah, itu semua ujian yang datang dari Tuhan. Manusia akan meninggalkan kita, tetapi tidak Allah. Dia selalu dekat dengan kita. Sedekat nadi kita.. Kenapa harus bersedih dan menyesali kehidupan? &lt;i&gt;Life is so much more beautiful than you ever think&lt;/i&gt;. Nyawa kita lebih berharga daripada jutaan wang ringgit. Janganlah kita dengan mudah mengakhirinya, dengan alasan hidup kita sudah tidak bermakna lagi. Hanya Allah yang berhak menentukan mati hidup kita. Kalau anda merasakan diri anda sudah 'mati', 'hiduplah' kembali menjadi manusia yang baru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Ingatlah pesanku wahai sahabat-sahabat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Hargailah kehidupan. Bangkitlah kembali. Hiduplah kerana Allah. Bukan untuk orang lain. Dia selalu ada untuk kita. MengingatiNya, membuat hidup kita indah, bahagia.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3169579778977183129?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3169579778977183129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3169579778977183129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3169579778977183129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3169579778977183129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/kehidupan.html' title='Kehidupan.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2970293837677727377</id><published>2011-02-15T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T14:04:34.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hikmah Orang Yang Sakit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; "&gt;[Diambil dari Blog &lt;a href="http://rullyvaradita.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rully Varadita Effendy&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Kalau anda sakit, tak perlu terlalu bersedih dalam sakit karena itu adalah ujian dalam ibadah Anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Salah satu bukti kasih sayang-NYA adalah, Tuhan mengutus 4 malaikat untuk selalu menjaga kita dalam sakit. Berikut adalah penjelasannya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadits Rasulullah SAW. Rasulullah bersabda :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apabila seorang hamba mukmin sakit, maka Allah mengutus 4 malaikat untuk datang padanya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah memerintahkan :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Malaikat pertama untuk mengambil kekuatannya sehingga menjadi lemah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Malaikat kedua untuk mengambil rasa lezatnya makanan dari mulutnya.&lt;br /&gt;3. Malaikat ketiga untuk mengambil cahaya terang di wajahnya sehingga berubahlah wajah si sakit menjadi pucat pasi.&lt;br /&gt;4. Malaikat keempat untuk mengambil semua dosanya , maka berubahlah si sakit menjadi suci dari dosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatkala Allah akan menyembuhkan hamba mukmin itu, Allah memerintahkan kepada malaikat 1, 2 dan 3 untuk mengembalikan kekuatannya, rasa lezat, dan cahaya di wajah sang hamba.&lt;br /&gt;Namun untuk malaikat ke 4 , Allah TIDAK memerintahkan untuk mengembalikan dosa-dosanya kepada hamba mukmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka bersujudlah para malaikat itu kepada Allah seraya berkata : "Ya Allah, mengapa dosa-dosa ini tidak Engkau kembalikan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah menjawab : "Tidak baik bagi kemuliaan-Ku jika Aku mengembalikan dosa-dosanya setelah Aku menyulitkan keadaan dirinya ketika sakit. Pergilah dan buanglah dosa-dosa tersebut ke dalam laut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ini , maka kelak si sakit itu berangkat ke alam akhirat dan keluar dari dunia dalam keadaan suci dari dosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabda Rasulullah SAW : "Sakit panas dalam sehari semalam, dapat menghilangkan dosa selama setahun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Hana.&lt;/span&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/6851837913426512261-2970293837677727377?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2970293837677727377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2970293837677727377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2970293837677727377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2970293837677727377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/hikmah-orang-yang-sakit.html' title='Hikmah Orang Yang Sakit'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7392302537079808848</id><published>2011-02-13T13:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:29:04.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Across The Universe</title><content type='html'>One of my all-time favourite songs.. Makes me calm everytime I listen to this song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="550" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpjscJmSg8g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpjscJmSg8g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="550" height="339"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7392302537079808848?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7392302537079808848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7392302537079808848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7392302537079808848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7392302537079808848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/across-universe.html' title='Across The Universe'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5576756580875661968</id><published>2011-02-05T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T20:33:37.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know La What Crap I Should Put As The Post Title..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese New Year Holidays is going to end, tomorrow, to be exact. Going back to college hostel tomorrow morning, and.. The sad thing is, I won't be home for at least 3 more months, until my final examination in matriculation is over. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(SETELAH ITU, MERDEKA 5 BULAN!! HAHAHA)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well after that....... 5 months free time. I've planned a few things to be done during this 5-month period. Hehehehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.   Business time!! I'll go travel around the country and make myself busy. Busy-ness. Got it? No? +_+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.   I'll find a way to get a freaking car. &lt;i&gt;Perodua Viva&lt;/i&gt; / &lt;i&gt;Perodua Kancil&lt;/i&gt; would be enough for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.   Spa and Salon time! Dude you'll never see the old PLAIN JANE ever again, 'cuz you know what, I'm planning to do a makeover. No plastic surgery needed. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.    Shopping? Not really.. Visiting other countries? Oh yeahh baybeh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.    Go and find some hot and sexy guys and wink at them / &lt;b&gt;FLIRT&lt;/b&gt;. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.    Gosh I need to slim down. +_+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Others.. God knows what I will do, if I'm still alive by that time of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go, wanna watch the news. See ya later darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5576756580875661968?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5576756580875661968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5576756580875661968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5576756580875661968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5576756580875661968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-know-la-what-crap-i-should-put.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know La What Crap I Should Put As The Post Title..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4433127284225224651</id><published>2011-01-22T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T19:46:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mod-Mod-Modem..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh.. Modem's broken again, and that means I wouldn't be able to go online again for some time &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(stealing my neighbour's internet line to blog. Hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday. The mid-semester break has finally come to an end. Gonna have to go back to hostel tomorrow afternoon. Ahhhhh I feel so lazy!! But don't worry, I'll go through this week full-spirited, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is coming yo! &lt;i&gt;Angpau&lt;/i&gt; time! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it's only 3 months left before my matriculation program ends. I can't wait for it to end! But at the same time, the last day of the program will be one of the most saddest moments in my life. Here in &lt;b&gt;Malacca Matriculation College&lt;/b&gt;, I've gained lots of unforgettable moments and experiences, I met new friends whom I already consider as my own sisters and brothers. The lecturers are all kind and nice. I wonder when will I be able to get the chance to meet them again.. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a few of my upcoming posts, I'll be putting photos of my college. Just to let you all know how it all really look like. But for now, I'm gonna have to strike, and get the best results I can achieve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4433127284225224651?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4433127284225224651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4433127284225224651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4433127284225224651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4433127284225224651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/mod-mod-modem.html' title='Mod-Mod-Modem..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3324261118106956352</id><published>2011-01-21T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T16:48:15.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana Is Home. To Where She Belongs. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my loyal blog readers, who have been following my blog for ages. I apologize for my change last year. I admit, I changed dramatically and was more like a monster. &lt;i&gt;Haha&lt;/i&gt;. Something like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, it's 2011. A new year. So, here's the thing. I've decided to be like the Hana you all used to know. The girl who used to talk about motivational things, political issues, poems, and also historical facts. Love changed me into a totally different person, sure it did make me a more grown-up person, but I'm just sick and tired of being such an emotional and sadist girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what? Hana is back!! Not the Hana you knew in 2010, but the girl who laughs and enjoys her life as what it already is. The girl who is optimistic in reaching her dreams. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all the love and support. I will keep reaching for the stars, together with family and friends who always have my back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEY DUNIA! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;NURFARHANA IZZATY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; BELUM KALAH! DAN AKU AKAN TAKLUKIMU DENGAN SENYUMANKU DAN CITA-CITA KU!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lega rasanya.. &lt;i&gt;Phewww&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3324261118106956352?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3324261118106956352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3324261118106956352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3324261118106956352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3324261118106956352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/hana-is-home-to-where-she-belongs.html' title='Hana Is Home. To Where She Belongs. (:'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-2671338348408712683</id><published>2011-01-17T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:08:26.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Perry - Firework</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Express yourself. Ignore others who bring you down all the time. Be yourself, and enjoy life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-2671338348408712683?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2671338348408712683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=2671338348408712683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2671338348408712683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/2671338348408712683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/katy-perry-firework.html' title='Katy Perry - Firework'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-493734661397860652</id><published>2010-12-11T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:37:59.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouth &amp; Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, Saturday is the most boring day in the week. But yet, people still want to wait for Saturday to come so impatiently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same goes with people. Sometimes, we know that someone we're waiting for, is not worth being waited for. But we're still doing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one knows what others feel deep inside. Human feelings are complicated. Your mouth could say something else, but not your heart. A heart doesn't know how to lie, like a mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, do not really listen to words that came out from a mouth, try to look in that person's eyes and listen to what his/her heart is trying to say. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-493734661397860652?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/493734661397860652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=493734661397860652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/493734661397860652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/493734661397860652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/mouth-heart.html' title='Mouth &amp; Heart.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-3721046963739368144</id><published>2010-11-12T16:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T16:12:38.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want &amp; What I Don't Want..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be able to change things, from bad to better. I want to see my loved ones happy - My parents, siblings, friends, my distant sister.. All of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to achieve something more than people usually achieve. I want to be extraordinary, and special as well. I want to get things on my own effort. I don't want to give up that easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to make daddy to be super-proud of me, his only daughter. I want my efforts to be understood more than wanting them to be appreciated. I want my feelings to be treated better by people. I don't wanna be hurt, again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be an idol for my younger brothers. I want to be someone who people look up to. I want to be able to buy things I want (and need), again, on my own effort. I want 'someone' who could comfort me through my darkest days, and smile with me whenever I feel happy. I want that person to accompany me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to be lonely anymore, because loneliness kills me slowly. I want to create something that people would remember even after I've passed on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to be happy. Like, really, really happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-3721046963739368144?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3721046963739368144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=3721046963739368144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3721046963739368144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/3721046963739368144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-i-want-what-i-dont-want.html' title='What I Want &amp; What I Don&apos;t Want..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-1542364457006478448</id><published>2010-10-31T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:15:34.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Note (Sunday, 10th October 2010)</title><content type='html'>I was tagged on Facebook. So I had to reply this note, by answering all the questions. I answered this note on 10th October 2010, Sunday. I just thought I could put this up on my blog for y'all to know a little tiny piece about me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Rules : Once you've been tagged, you're supposed to write a note with 100 truths about you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;(To do this, go to "notes" under tabs on your profile page, copy and pastethis note, erase my answers and enter your own, tag people (in theright hand corner of the app then click publish.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;1.Last beverage:&lt;strong&gt; Mineral water.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;2. Last phone call:&lt;strong&gt; Akma, my room mate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;3. Last text message:&lt;strong&gt; With my beloved sister.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;4. Last song you listened to:&lt;strong&gt; I Bruised Easily - Natasha Bedingfield.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;5. Last time you cried:&lt;strong&gt; Last night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;6. Dated someone twice:&lt;strong&gt; No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;7. Been cheated on:&lt;strong&gt; Yes. Many times. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;8. kissed someone and regretted it: &lt;strong&gt;No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;9. Lost someone special:&lt;strong&gt; Yes and No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;10. Been depressed:&lt;strong&gt; Yes I have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up:&lt;strong&gt; Never, and Never Will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;LIST TWO FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;12.&lt;strong&gt; Blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Black.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2010)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;14. Made a new friend: &lt;strong&gt;Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;15. Fallen in love: &lt;strong&gt;Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;16. Laughed until you cried:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;17. Met someone who changed you:&lt;strong&gt;  Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;18. Found out who your true friends were:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;19. Found out someone was talking about you:&lt;strong&gt; Yes. Many.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;20. Kissed anyone on your friend's list accidentally : &lt;strong&gt;No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;21. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life:&lt;strong&gt; I'd say, only 40%.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;22. How many kids do you want to have:&lt;strong&gt; 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;23. Do you have any pets:&lt;strong&gt; No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;24. Do you wanna change your name:&lt;strong&gt; No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;25. What did you do for your last birthday:&lt;strong&gt; My family brought me out of college for a picnic. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;26. What time did you wake up today:&lt;strong&gt; 9 am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;27. What were you doing at midnight last night:&lt;strong&gt; Went online.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;28. Name something you CANNOT wait for:&lt;strong&gt; To get out of my problems.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;29. Last time you saw your Mother:&lt;strong&gt; Last week on Friday. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;30. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life:&lt;strong&gt; I just want to be understood more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#31. Where do you think no. 31 is?: Number 31 went out to the toilet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: &lt;strong&gt;I Hate This Part - Pussycat Dolls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now:&lt;strong&gt; Stupid MUET and PSPM exams. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;35. Most visited webpage: &lt;strong&gt;Facebook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;36. What's your real name:&lt;strong&gt; Nurfarhana Izzaty Anuar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;37. What's your nickname:&lt;strong&gt; Hana, Farhana, Banana, Ana, Han, Zaty,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;38. Relationship Status:&lt;strong&gt; 100% Single. Sumpah tak bohong. xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;39. Zodiac sign:&lt;strong&gt; Gemini.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;40. Male or female: &lt;strong&gt;Female.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;41. Elementary school: &lt;strong&gt;SK Taman Klang Jaya, Klang, Selangor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;42. Middle School:&lt;strong&gt; SMK Raja Mahadi, Klang, Selangor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;43. High school/college: &lt;strong&gt;Kolej Matrikulasi Melaka. Session 2010/2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;44. Hair colour:&lt;strong&gt; Black/Dark brown.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;45. Long or short:&lt;strong&gt; Short.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;46. Height: &lt;strong&gt;Average. 155 cm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;48: What do you like about yourself:&lt;strong&gt; My eyes, and my fingers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;49. Piercings:&lt;strong&gt; Ears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;50. Tattoos:&lt;strong&gt; No. And never will have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;51. Righty or lefty: &lt;strong&gt;Righty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;52. First surgery:&lt;strong&gt; Never went through one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;53. First piercing:&lt;strong&gt; 3 years old, somewhere in 1995.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;54. First best friend:&lt;strong&gt; Kak Justina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;55. First sport you joined in:&lt;strong&gt; Badminton.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;56. First vacation: &lt;strong&gt;With my big big family, to Port Dickson. Or was it Perak? Not sure..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;58. First pair of trainers:&lt;strong&gt; Can't remember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;59. Eating:&lt;strong&gt; Not eating now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;60. Drinking:&lt;strong&gt; Water??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;61. I'm about to:&lt;strong&gt; Stare at stuff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;62. Listening to:&lt;strong&gt; Katy Perry singing a lesbian song (You know what song that is..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;63. Waiting for:&lt;strong&gt; Success, Love, and Death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; 64. Want kids:&lt;strong&gt; Yes, definitely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;65. Get Married:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;66. Career:&lt;strong&gt; Business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;67. Lips or eyes: &lt;strong&gt;Eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;68. Hugs or kisses:&lt;strong&gt;  Hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;69. Shorter or taller:&lt;strong&gt; In between. :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;70. Older or Younger:&lt;strong&gt; Younger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous:&lt;strong&gt; Spontaneous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms:&lt;strong&gt; Nice arms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;73. Sensitive or loud:&lt;strong&gt; Both.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship:&lt;strong&gt; Relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant:&lt;strong&gt; Trouble maker.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;76. Kissed a stranger&lt;strong&gt;: No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;77. Drank hard liquor:&lt;strong&gt; No. And Never will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;78. Lost your glasses/ contact:&lt;strong&gt; Yes. Once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;79. Sex on first date:&lt;strong&gt; No. Eeew..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;80. Broken someone's heart:&lt;strong&gt; Yes, I have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;82. Been arrested: &lt;strong&gt;No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;83. Turned someone down:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;84. Cried when someone died:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;85. Fallen for a friend:&lt;strong&gt; Hmm.. I don't think so.. Yea, Maybe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;86. Yourself:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;87. Miracles:&lt;strong&gt; Yes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;88. Love at first sight:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;89. Heaven:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;90. Santa Claus:&lt;strong&gt; No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;91. Kiss on the first date:&lt;strong&gt; No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;92. Angels:&lt;strong&gt; Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time:&lt;strong&gt; No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;95. Did you sing today: &lt;strong&gt;Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody:&lt;strong&gt; No. Guys cheated on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go:&lt;strong&gt; I wanna go back to the year 1992.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be:&lt;strong&gt; The day I sat for SPM exam. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love:&lt;strong&gt; Yes and No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths:&lt;strong&gt; I am heartbroken but I know I am strong enough to fight everything, because I still have my great family and my friends by my side. Even though people always doubt my words and my actions, I believe God will reveal the truth for me, someday. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-1542364457006478448?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1542364457006478448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=1542364457006478448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1542364457006478448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/1542364457006478448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/honest-note-sunday-10th-october-2010.html' title='Honest Note (Sunday, 10th October 2010)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-8455388133573355927</id><published>2010-10-22T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T13:21:18.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekadar Meng-update Jap.. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arrrgghhh dah lama kan Hana tak update blog nie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back...! Woot woot.. Anyways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah.. Exam PSPM matrik neh memang susah gila ar. Hana sampai stress gila gila punya. Jangankan Hana je, roommates pun semua sama je menggila. Sebab apa? Sebab exam susahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Bagai nak pecah kepala otak kitaorg belajar dari balik exam sampai tengah malam, esoknya exam lagi. Letih.. Huhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah dah.. Sekarang Hana nak main Facebook jap. Nak lepas rindu. Hehe. I'll be back soon. Ciao! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-8455388133573355927?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8455388133573355927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=8455388133573355927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8455388133573355927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/8455388133573355927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/sekadar-meng-update-jap.html' title='Sekadar Meng-update Jap.. ;)'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-739440318141600467</id><published>2010-09-09T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:13:35.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid-ul Fitr !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Minal aidil wal faizin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada semua keluarga, teman-temanku, dan orang-orang yang disayangi, Hana memohon maaf lahir dan batin, jika ada tersalah atau menyakiti siapa pun yang mengenali Hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all more than you ever know.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri semua!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-739440318141600467?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/739440318141600467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-47935360534316571</id><published>2010-08-14T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T15:06:01.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Typical Saturday.</title><content type='html'>Slept late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing mathematics and other assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boring Saturday for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-47935360534316571?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6108472657512043221</id><published>2010-07-16T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T12:59:42.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be A Champion, Not A Loser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See.. You should never ever, ever give up on something that YOU KNOW you can do. There's a quote that says, "&lt;i&gt;if you put a limit on what you want to do, that means you put a limit on what you &lt;b&gt;CAN&lt;/b&gt; do too&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is all about trying and taking risks. The best thing is, you get to learn a lot by trying things you've never tried/heard before, or by taking risks without knowing the consequences later. When mistakes are done, humans are supposed to make sure, that the same thing would not happen again. Humans will always be humans. We are imperfect. We make mistakes, we learn, and we try to be a better person. Nobody is a perfectionist, because we can never be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When challenges and problems come to you, you should not be afraid of them. Believe in what you can do, believe in yourself. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If that person can do it, why can't I achieve the same thing?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Problematic and challenging days are like windy days, they can be troublesome, because a windy day could mean that a storm or a heavy rain is coming, but behind every pain and difficulties, there is always light. You can cry if you want to, but not for long, because crying forever ain't gonna change a thing. If life knocks you down, stand up and say, &lt;b&gt;I AM A CHAMPION&lt;/b&gt;! Because those who get back up after a downfall, is a &lt;b&gt;WINNER&lt;/b&gt;. Those who turned back and run away, or those who stop, are the real &lt;b&gt;life losers&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6108472657512043221?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6108472657512043221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6108472657512043221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6108472657512043221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6108472657512043221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/be-champion-not-loser.html' title='Be A Champion, Not A Loser.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-6420296692179281141</id><published>2010-04-23T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:48:52.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manglish, Singlish. Same only lah..</title><content type='html'>Okay, we all have heard how Malaysians and Singaporeans use their everyday English. Outsiders may think that our English is funny. It is. That's the fun of using it you know. But you have to be careful though not to use Manglish-Singlish words in schools, work etc. It's a street language. That's the thing that makes Malaysia (and Singapore) unique okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manglish is like a blend of English plus Malay and Chinese, sometimes with a few Indian words as well. Hahaha. It took me less than a year to master Manglish. Lol. Not something that I should really be proud of, but hey, I'm a Malaysian. So, I feel more comfortable using Manglish when speaking with my friends, even though I DO know that proper English is very, very IMPORTANT. If you use Manglish for official/business/studies purposes, that's it. You're &lt;strong&gt;SCREWED&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysian_English"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to know more about Malaysian English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just browsing the Internet, well, YouTube actually. And I found this &lt;strong&gt;SUPER FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt; video of a telephone conversation using Singlish. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Aiya same also lah with Manglish..). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't stop laughing &lt;em&gt;weyh&lt;/em&gt;!! "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this video.. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/48dBnQDxPUw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/48dBnQDxPUw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-6420296692179281141?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6420296692179281141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=6420296692179281141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6420296692179281141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/6420296692179281141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/04/manglish-singlish-same-only-lah.html' title='Manglish, Singlish. Same only &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;..'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5110456904192115500</id><published>2010-04-23T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:14:48.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which One Ah..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know, I know.. It’s been a long time. I kinda abandoned this blog for a while. But hey, I’m back! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened lately. First of all I got the offer to go for the government matriculation program for one year, in Malacca. Yeap.. Malacca Matriculation College, located in &lt;em&gt;Masjid Tanah&lt;/em&gt;, Malacca. A very secluded place.. And I’m still waiting for the freaking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IPTA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; offer &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(if I can ever get it &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;..)&lt;/span&gt;, which is going to be out on May 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know.. I’m currently in this situation where I really do not know what to choose, what should I be in the future, where should I go.. I’m just confused. Very confused. Many people say that this matriculation thingie is very, very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Because it’s like, you have this 2-year syllabus, and you have to learn all that within just a year, and it’s not even a year, it’s roughly like, 10 months or so. And those words from people around me affect my decision whether I should just go for foundation program in a local university, or should I just go for matriculation instead. Well honestly, I’m just this person who’s afraid of taking risks. Even though I know the fact that life, is actually &lt;strong&gt;FULL&lt;/strong&gt; of risks.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;No risk, no&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;gain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop thinking about all these things. Because I do realize the fact that this decision that I’m going to make is going to change my life forever. I’m now stuck between my own wish and my parents’ dreams. I’m helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE HELP ME&lt;/strong&gt;. I don’t wanna disappoint my parents again. Getting that rubbish 6A’s for SPM is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love (and still confused),&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5110456904192115500?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5110456904192115500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5110456904192115500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5110456904192115500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5110456904192115500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/04/which-one-ah.html' title='Which One &lt;em&gt;Ah&lt;/em&gt;..?'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-7077569724336581964</id><published>2010-03-13T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T03:51:44.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My SPM Results... - Everything Happens For A Reason.</title><content type='html'>My SPM results? Please don’t ask. Hahaha. My results are not that good, but not that bad either, I guess…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I took the results in school 2 days ago, I just can’t stop thinking why on Earth God chose me to get this kind of result? I mean, of course I was frustrated because I DID study as hard as I could, but hey, &lt;strong&gt;everything in this world happens for a reason, for good&lt;/strong&gt;. And now, I think I’ve probably figured out some of the ‘hidden’ reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I think God doesn’t want me to be a freaking show-off. I mean, imagine if I get straight A’s, who wouldn’t be happy if people around me congratulate me for my ‘excellent’ results? God knows the fact that I might just be that kind of person who’s a little bit too proud of herself. So what did He do? He gave me &lt;strong&gt;a heart-stabbing grade for additional mathematics&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which I hated so much)&lt;/span&gt;. But I accept it, because that obviously means I didn’t really try my best for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, somehow, this ‘colourful’ result of mine is now a form of motivation for me to do better in the future, as in matriculation, foundation studies, or whatever I’ll go for later. SPM to me is not the end of the world. Not getting straight A’s for SPM is a warning from God for me to start trying harder, and achieve more than I thought I could. If this person can, why can’t I achieve the same? Right..? I promise I will study hard and smart and show those people out there, &lt;strong&gt;HANA ANUAR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not my full name of course. Lol.)&lt;/span&gt; can do it! And I’ll kick those straight A’s butts with my powerful &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(matriculation/foundation etc..)&lt;/span&gt; results! I’m fired up baybeh..! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, God wants me to change my egoistic attitude when it comes to studying. You see, I was this kind of girl who preferred studying alone, and I followed my own cannot-be-trusted methods and principles of studying. I used to believe that I could achieve anything I want by myself. Well you know what, I was &lt;strong&gt;DUMB&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;STUPID&lt;/strong&gt;. After seeing my &lt;em&gt;grade-ful&lt;/em&gt; results, I just knew right away that my stupid methods FAILED. Hahaha. So if there’s any of you guys out there who has the same ‘principle’ or this kind of attitude when it comes to studying, my advice to you is – &lt;strong&gt;FORGET IT. IT AIN’T GONNA WORK.&lt;/strong&gt; Just like what the Wonderpets always sing, “&lt;em&gt;Apa yang penting… Kerjasama!&lt;/em&gt;”. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to those who flunked or didn’t do well in SPM &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(like me)&lt;/span&gt;, cheer up! You still have approximately 40 – 50 more years to go. And anything can happen within that long, long period. Stop being down now, stand up and let’s go fight for the best! It’s a battle within yourself now. Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-7077569724336581964?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7077569724336581964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=7077569724336581964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7077569724336581964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/7077569724336581964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-spm-results-everything-happens-for.html' title='My SPM Results... - Everything Happens For A Reason.'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-5683113874608713514</id><published>2010-03-05T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:58:24.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doomsday Is Coming... !</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPM Results coming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11th March 2010 - Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doomsday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Either &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm dead! &lt;/span&gt;[not literally of course...]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I need &lt;strong&gt;11 A's&lt;/strong&gt; so bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-5683113874608713514?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5683113874608713514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=5683113874608713514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5683113874608713514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/5683113874608713514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/doomsday-is-coming.html' title='Doomsday Is Coming... !'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851837913426512261.post-4452002285898794838</id><published>2010-02-26T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T02:04:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Advantages of Being Single</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Saves money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Economically-friendly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. You don’t have to run out of the house when your mobile phone rings. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Especially if you’re Asian..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. You can sleep for as long as you want to if you’re bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. No more weird, suspicious questions from your parents. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Again, especially if you’re Asian…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. You can play &lt;strong&gt;PS&lt;/strong&gt; for as long as you want to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. It’s easier for you to focus on your studies/work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. More time can be spent with family and friends, rather than just with one person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. You can listen to other types of songs other than love songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. You can go wherever you want to without having to report it to someone first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Less tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Less broken hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6851837913426512261-4452002285898794838?l=enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4452002285898794838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6851837913426512261&amp;postID=4452002285898794838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4452002285898794838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6851837913426512261/posts/default/4452002285898794838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enjoyingthisshortlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/advantages-of-being-single.html' title='The Advantages of Being Single'/><author><name>Nurfarhana Izzaty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16722601947978150374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYLuCLzQbAY/TgtYhYrPBxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dDSpqusnP1w/s220/Picture0013a%2B%25283%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
