<?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-4828802007975239735</id><updated>2012-01-28T22:03:27.356+08:00</updated><category term='addicted'/><category term='sad'/><category term='songs'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='vips'/><category term='movies'/><category term='i&apos;ve been tagged'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='happy'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='ppov'/><category term='luahan hati'/><category term='merapu'/><category term='diet'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='madulebah'/><category term='L.O.V.E'/><category term='food'/><category term='Taylor Lautner'/><category term='Bandung'/><category term='family'/><category term='emo'/><category term='UNPAD'/><category term='Jatinangor'/><category term='learning'/><category term='PMS'/><category term='need your POV'/><title type='text'>the sengal story</title><subtitle type='html'>Can't stand the 'sengal'ness? You may leave.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>376</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5038454114094198475</id><published>2012-01-25T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T01:58:00.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><title type='text'>promoting CC</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a thing &lt;b&gt;*sebut = thangggg dengan nada gedik*&lt;/b&gt; to pretty boys. I mean, who doest? Oh wait,&amp;nbsp;straight&amp;nbsp;boys wont have a thangg for another straight pretty boys, I think....&lt;b&gt;*rolling eyes*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sorry for the crappy intro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been head over heels in love with this dude's voice since last year. But I never say anything about it coz I thought, well, I adore David Cook and Daughtry more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these few days, I spent my CNY holiday listen to all his songs. Ada lagu yang original from dia, ada yang dia buat cover. And ada video bongok yang dia buat, bahahahahaha, buat aku gelak macam seth-tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, let me introduce you to the talented, intelligent, hot and sexy, Chester See!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*clap clap clap clap clap*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EuW9tfYtPIY/Tx7kXjNXJ6I/AAAAAAAAB-s/rysmyqJmT_E/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EuW9tfYtPIY/Tx7kXjNXJ6I/AAAAAAAAB-s/rysmyqJmT_E/s1600/download.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEo8uSWzD28/Tx7kYMq6pzI/AAAAAAAAB-w/ZXYLRSRMIrw/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEo8uSWzD28/Tx7kYMq6pzI/AAAAAAAAB-w/ZXYLRSRMIrw/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&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/-hbgYH7cM2Fg/Tx7kYUhtSiI/AAAAAAAAB-0/_vQ41365jrM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbgYH7cM2Fg/Tx7kYUhtSiI/AAAAAAAAB-0/_vQ41365jrM/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hot huh? And cute and sexy and pretty and talented. Uhhh, being smart and intellectual is such a turn on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a YouTube artist. According to his fans, he was once a host for Disney 365. No wonder he looks so familiar. I followed Disney 365 dulu-dulu. Not a fan of Disney 365, but I watched it..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I still dont understand why he isnt a huge start yet. He got talents, beautiful voice and the fact that he is drop dead gorgeous makes it even better!! Well, maybe it is because he is not in the American Idol, or The Voice, or other crappy reality television singing competition. &lt;b&gt;*american idol was not so crappy back then. only when they allowed 15 years old to compete, thats crappy. now every teenager will drop out of school and become singer and their only dream is to be famous. is that your goal america?*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, HE IS AMAZING. Dont believe me? Check it out yourself! This is his youtube channel :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/chestersee"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/chestersee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, are my fav videos of Chester See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RH0BTT3T7Y4?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester sings Grenade by Bruno Mars, and Duke, Duke is, HAHAHAHA. Watch it. You'll have a bad stomach cramp from laughing. I promise! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iG-ut2F2rTY?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Chester's song. Its a sad beautiful song. About a cheating wife and a man is&amp;nbsp;honouring&amp;nbsp;the bro code, went to tell the husband about the cheating bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/um6nhnnuyts?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the cover for Katy Perry's 'The One Who Got Away'. Katy Perry punya version, sad. But Chester's version of The One That Got Away is sooo much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5ay4GsJCMyw?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is also my fav. At first I thought, 'is he telling us about his past? woww so sad. OMG im about to cry', then suddenly, HAHAHAHAHAHA..... Oh Chester.. You are purrr-fect!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog ni ada lagu. Tajuk lagu ni EVERYTHING by, yerp, CHESTER SEE. Sweet song aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak lagi video dia. He has more than 170 videos. I cant list 'em all here. You go watch it and go subscribe. I higlhy recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be&amp;nbsp;exaggerating his talent&amp;nbsp;a bit. But that is what you do when you're in love. And as obvious as it is, I AM IN LOVE. But Im just another fan to Chester. So, hahaha. But for me, he's one of a kind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I love the way he said &lt;b&gt;'IM RECORDING&lt;/b&gt;' at the end of every video. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Done. Watch the videos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sorry for the title for this entry. Takde idea nak letak tajuk apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : FYI, the 1st Chester I once in love with, oh wait no, still am, is Chester Bennington. True story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-5038454114094198475?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5038454114094198475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5038454114094198475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5038454114094198475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5038454114094198475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2012/01/promote-cc.html' title='promoting CC'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EuW9tfYtPIY/Tx7kXjNXJ6I/AAAAAAAAB-s/rysmyqJmT_E/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-6707365568923568477</id><published>2012-01-23T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:46:58.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>modern name</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersawang blog aku ni. Biasalah busy. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak cakap pasal nama moden. Tau nama moden? Nama-nama moden la. Zaman sekarang ni, mak ayah bagi nama kat anak tak peduli lagi tentang maksud nama. Tak peduli maksud nama yang baik. Asalkan kedengaran moden. Contoh-contoh best, nama anak-anak artis. Ada Tristan Tareef la, Rayyit la, Tiara Rose la, Reeve Damian la, Eva la, Leia Ixora la, uish banyak la!! Ni semua nama modern anak-anak artis Malaysia, tak percaya cuba google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aku assume bagi nama modern kat anak ni satu trend. Lagi kedengaran barat lagi modern. Kot. Ustazah aku dulu pernah cakap, kalau nama kita nama baik, kat padang mahsyar nanti kita dipanggil dulu. So aku pon google la kebenaran dan kesihahan ayat ni. So aku jumpa ni ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salah satu tanggungjawab yang diremehkan oleh ibu bapa ialah memilih nama yang baik untuk anak-anak. Ibu bapa seharusnya memilih nama yang baik kepada anak. Pilihan itu merupakan cermin keperibadian dan kefahaman orang tua, kerana nama yang diberikan menggambarkan harapan hati dan harapan orang yang memberikannya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sabda Rasulullah SAW yang bermaksud: “Sesungguhnya antara hak anak ke atas bapa ialah mengelokkan namanya dan mengelokkan adabnya.” (Riwayat al-Bazzar). Nama yang baik ini penting kerana nama itulah nanti akan dipanggil di padang mahsyar nanti. Sabda Rasulullah SAW yang bermaksudnya: “Sesungguhnya kamu dipanggil pada Hari Kiamat dengan nama-nama kamu dan nama-nama bapa kamu, dari itu elokkanlah nama-nama kamu.”(Riwayat Abu Daud dan Ahmad)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Menurut apa yang aku google, elok bagi anak nama nabi, nama abdul-abdul, nama sahabat nabi, nama pejuang Islam. dan sebagainya. Korang cari la info tu sendiri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dulu kat MRSM, aku teringat ada sorang junior ni nama dia Fatimah Az-Zahra. Lepastu aku pernah dengar nama Abu Bakar As-Siddiq, Rabiatul Adawiyah, banyak gak la nama yang tak moden tapi best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ada satu hari ni, seorang senior lecturer kat kolej cakap, nanti dah jadi nenek, nama modern. Aku gelak. Sebab cuba bayang nanti kalau la perempuan bernama Tiara Rose &lt;i&gt;*tiada kena mengena dengan mana-aman anak artis*&lt;/i&gt; dah tua and ada cucu, orang tanya, &lt;b&gt;apa nama nenek awak?&lt;/b&gt; Cucu tu jawab, &lt;b&gt;nama nenek saya Tiara Rose.&lt;/b&gt; Haha. Sesuai? Humm. Mungkin sesuai la. Kalau dah zaman tu memang nama semua jenis nak modern tak hengat. Kan? Nanti esok kalau aku ada cucu, cucu aku cakap&lt;b&gt; 'my granny's name is Balqis&lt;/b&gt;'. Haha rasa kelakor lak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just my pov la. Tu je. Juga sebagai ingatan kat kita-kita yang lain ni, esp to those yang sedang tunggu dapat anak&lt;i&gt; *ehemmm kakak ipar and abang sila pay attention*&lt;/i&gt;, bagi la nama kat anak yang bermasud baik. Bukan la kata bagi nama takde maksud tu nanti anak tak jadi orang. Tapi kalau dah Nabi suruh, apa salahnya ikut. Kan? Lagipon tu hak anak, dapat nama elok. Nanti esok dia tanya hak dia kang baru tahu. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok ngarut. Lain kali aku update benda best. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-6707365568923568477?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/6707365568923568477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=6707365568923568477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6707365568923568477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6707365568923568477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2012/01/modern-name.html' title='modern name'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-860915953713678650</id><published>2012-01-15T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T03:34:38.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>dumb girl</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 3.04am already and I am still wide awake. Nope, bukan masalah insomnia. Tapi banyak kerja. Deadline banyak sangat sampai aku rasa aku yang bakal dead sebab asyik kejar deadline je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, berhenti buat kerja jap, aku browse la 9gag. Jumpa gambar ni ;&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/-TCs_poSaMac/TxHSPMQOSqI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/oVuAPFpN6ik/s1600/1781576_700b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCs_poSaMac/TxHSPMQOSqI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/oVuAPFpN6ik/s320/1781576_700b.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih la tengok gambar ni. Sebab semua pose ni aku pernah buat. Ingat comel rupanya orang panggil bodoh. Waaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku banyak gak pose camni. Especially yang duck face, :P, peace and from above tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma ass out, cute fail, hi haters and obvious chest tu takde. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok dah. Takmoh pose dumb girl dah. Mulai hari ni tangkap gambar senyum biasa je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-860915953713678650?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/860915953713678650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=860915953713678650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/860915953713678650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/860915953713678650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2012/01/dumb-girl.html' title='dumb girl'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCs_poSaMac/TxHSPMQOSqI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/oVuAPFpN6ik/s72-c/1781576_700b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7341714890311624297</id><published>2012-01-11T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:23:18.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>maafkan saya abang UNIFI</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Peace be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this TRUE STORY happened last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlaku masa lunch hour. I was on my way to buy food, jalan kaki je la. Tahu tak kadang-kadang kat tepi bangunan ada orang internet, tak kira la Maxis ke, Celcom ke, Digi ke, nak promote broadband. Pernah nampak kan? So, that day, UNIFI yang buat mem'promote'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang ni tiba-tiba tahan aku. Aku pon berhenti la. Ni dialog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang UNIFI :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cik. Boleh bagi saya 5 minit jap? Nak cakap pasal UNIFI ni sikit. Mana tau kalau berminat boleh la langgan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh. Okay....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang UNIFI :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haa. UNIFI ni wireless blablablablablablablablabla&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*aku pura-pura mendengar sambil berpura-pura tertarik*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh. Wah.. Laju ye?? Nicee.. Unlimited?? Coolllll..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang UNIFI :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bagus kan? Murah je cik. Bayar per bulan. Berminat tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh. Murah? Berapa sebulan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang UNIFI :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;149 ringgit sebulan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh banyak tu ke.. Baru tau..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang UNIFI :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baru tau apa cik??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banyak tu la ayah saya bayar per bulan untuk UNIFI kat rumah kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang UNIFI :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*muka terkejut tiba-tiba merah lalu berkata ...*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh dah ada ke. Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*terus blah*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pon continue berjalan pergi beli lunch aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA. OMG IM SO SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I think about it, its not my fault kot. Dia tak tanya pon aku dah ada ke tak UNIFI. Ni tiba-tiba tahan then terus bercakap. Tanya la dulu guna internet apa ke tu ke ni ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trolling, I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Im sorry again abang UNIFI who till now never saw him dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : to my friends yang kerja part time as promoter internet or apa-apa la, next time tanya dulu orang tu dah ada ke tak. nasib tak baik tertahan minah sengal cam aku, bazir 5-10 minit korang je menerangkan padahal aku dah ada. hehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-7341714890311624297?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7341714890311624297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7341714890311624297&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7341714890311624297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7341714890311624297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2012/01/maafkan-saya-abang-unifi.html' title='maafkan saya abang UNIFI'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8139300765418263040</id><published>2012-01-08T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T02:35:22.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>the art of 'husnuzon'</title><content type='html'>Assalammualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Peace Be Upon You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 1st entry untuk tahun 2012. Been busy la, macam biasa. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok meh aku nak cakap pasal the art of 'husnuzon'. Tau husnuzon? Maksud dia &lt;b&gt;bersangka baik&lt;/b&gt;. Hehe. Before aku mula, tengok dulu dua video best ni :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/n-tXLFsmXLI" target="_blank"&gt;Ustaz Azhar Idrus 2011 Uia - Lawak Habis - Couple Kena Kejar Rimau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n-tXLFsmXLI?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/zosSYEy0oZs" target="_blank"&gt;Girl Drives Car Around Showroom, Forces Boyfriend to Buy It For Her&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zosSYEy0oZs?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok apa kena mengena video ni dengan bersangka baik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau korang tengok 1st video, ustad yang sangat awesome ni ada cakap pasal bersangka baiklah kat couple yang naik motor berpelukan, sebab mungkin tengah kena kejar harimau. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apa kena mengena dengan video kedua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau video kedua, kan perempuan tu gila meroyan nak kereta tu sampai drive dalam showroom selamba untuk ugut boyfriend dia supaya belikan kereta tu. Uish gila gold digger ini perempuan!! Semua orang akan fikir begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, art of bersangka baik ialah, dengan cara fikir mungkin ada sebab perempuan tu buat camtu. Mana tau, laki tu pernah curang kat dia so dia balas dendam dengan cara tu. See? The art of bersangka baik! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been training myself to bersangka baik to each person and everything around me. Setiap kali naik rasa menyampah or rasa nak mengutuk tu datang, akan bawak mengucap dulu dalam hati dan fikirkanlah perkara baik. Walaupun agak tak logik, tapi buat je la. Pikir negatif je akan serius membawa ke perlakuan fitnah, kutuk mengutuk dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when my friends asked me what is my pov about the genius girl, Nur Amalina Che Bakri, aku just jawab, &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;'bersangka baik lah. walapun dia tak pakai tudung, pakai legging yang macam kelambu nyamuk, tapi ilmu still melekat kat otak dia. kita boleh camtu? doakan je semoga pintu hidayah terbuka untuk dia. nak salahkan dia takleh, salahkan mak dia pon tak sesuai. hidayah tu milik Allah. pray and hope for the best'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now people, marilah kita sama-sama husnuzon.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : semoga iman dan hati kita sentiasa ditetapkan. tidak dibolak-balikkan oleh Allah. amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-8139300765418263040?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8139300765418263040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8139300765418263040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8139300765418263040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8139300765418263040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2012/01/art-of-husnuzon.html' title='the art of &apos;husnuzon&apos;'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/n-tXLFsmXLI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1955955617715508388</id><published>2011-12-29T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:00:53.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNPAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Summing Up 2011</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I rarely update my lovely blog nowadays. Been busy with work. Stepping into 'dunia pekerjaan' seriously bring new definition to LIFE for me. Now I know about work stress, people around you are not always nice, complain from student, planning lecture untuk student, banyak la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu hal kat tempat kerja. How about hal kat rumah? Lucky me I still have parents, I live with them, masak semua tak payah fikir, baju pon tak payah fikir basuh ke apa, bibik ada. Lucky jugak I'm not married yet. I dont have husband who I have to layan and jaga, or kids that need attention. I just have my two sisters and a grandmother that I always neglect nowadays. Rarely sit with them, talk and bergurau senda. Even nak hantar adik pergi tuisyen pon sangat-sangat malas sebab penat and nak sangat tidur awal sebab kena bangun awal. My baby sis ajak main puzzle pon aku suruh dia main sorang-sorang sebab nak mark kuiz and assignment student. Nenek aku jangan cakap la, jumpa pagi je. Malam aku terperuk dalam bilik and nenek pulak tidur awal. What a lifeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik mak ayah faham kalau aku duk terperuk kat dalam bilik tak keluar sampai tak bergaul dengan orang dalam rumah. Thank you mama and daddy for your support! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!! STOP complaining. This is life kan. Ni baru sikit. And I'm still trying to adjust. So to all my friends yang I've been neglecting lately, I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nak update apa ni? Bila tak pegang laptop, idea blog mencurah. Tapi bila dah on9, idea hilang ditiup angin. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! 2011 is coming to an end. How time flies.... I saw couple of entries summing up their 2011. Well, I want to do the same. Lets go down the memory lane shall we? Well, MY memory lane la. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;JANUARY 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, my new year's eve was at LCCT. I SO HAPPY!!! Because I went back home for my brother's&amp;nbsp;engagement&amp;nbsp;ceremony. I reached KL at 11.45pm. Then I wait for my brother. I reached home at 12.30am 2011 and I surprised my dad &lt;b&gt;*he was he only one that didnt know i was coming back*&lt;/b&gt;. I was so blessed coz I was surrounded with family on my new year. After my brother's engagement ceremony the next morning, I went back to Bandung to continue my exams. Hehe. You can read about this here&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. After I finished my exams, I went back to Malaysia &amp;nbsp;for my semester break. Then I have health problem. Ear infection. I was in pain for couple of days. Haha. My mom took me to the hospital and the doctor give me medicine yang for me, agak menjijikkan. Haha! Tapi elok. So, no complain. You can read about that here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/01/bila-tuhan-tarik-nikmat-sihat.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/01/bila-tuhan-tarik-nikmat-sihat.html&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Overall, January 2011 was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FEBRUARY 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Bandung on the 12th of Feb. Then I found out that I failed one of my subject. I cried SO HARD my eyes almost bleed. Literally. Alhamdulillah with the support of my family, bestfriends, classmates and housemates, I slowly accept the fact that I have to extend my study for 3 months. *means I cant graduate on August 2011*... Everytime I think about it, I cry. It was so devastating. But I know Allah will not test me with something I cant handle. So I just be cool about it. You can read about it here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/02/overwhelming-amount-of-stress.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/02/overwhelming-amount-of-stress.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. So, overall, my february suck. Oh but theres a good thing happened on february. Thanks &lt;b&gt;*ok should I thank them?? LOL*&lt;/b&gt; to the riot at Egypt, I become closer with a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MARCH 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always LOVE March. Why? The month of my birthday!!!!! Im 22!! And I had a lot of surprises!! My housemates surprised me at 12am. Suddenly come to my room, switch off the light and I saw the big round yellow cake with 22 candles!! Holly@$#&amp;amp; waa terharu beb!! Sumpah!! Then my Ibu&lt;b&gt; *my orang gaji at Bandung* &lt;/b&gt;surprise me with nasi kuning yang sangat sedap. Then I received lots of wishes kat FB, Twitter and sms!! Then me and my clique went to Jatos and celebrate. My class-mate, Yana, baked a cake. I was so happy. But theres one thing that multiplies the happiness. I had a boyfriend that time. Yeah, me and the Egypt-boy made it official couple of days before my birthday. So yeah, I was really happy and my 22nd birthday was super awesome...!! Read about my 22nd birthday here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/03/22.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/03/22.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Oh and, I got my tajuk thesis and lecturer pembimbing time ni. So, mulalah buat thesis! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;APRIL 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I hate my April. Because me and Egypt-boy ended our relationship. The hell? Hahaha!! We end it akhir April. So yeah, the whole April sucks! Why we end it? Hummm. Till now I'm not quite sure. But now, I'd say it was for the best for him. For me, its okay. This is not the 1st time my heart was crushed. Im used to it and I know I will survive. But still, I need some comforting words. So to those who was there for me, I cant thank you enough! Altho aku cakap aku ok, but honestly agak tak ok la sikit. Sebab aku rasa aku sangat la bodoh. Elok-elok hidup single takde siapa nak sakitkan hati, boleh pulak pergi couple. Duh! Haha. Ok to read about my almost-mental-breakdown during my breakup, read this,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/04/sikit-je-lagi-aku-nak-mental-breakdown.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/04/sikit-je-lagi-aku-nak-mental-breakdown.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAY 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in need of comforting words, I went to a place where I know Im always welcome there and they love me like they love their own sister. I went to my ex-housemates @ my senior's house for 3days holiday. Kak Aimi, Kak Farah and Miss K helped me a lot and we had so much fun. Kebetulan, sambut birthday Kak Aimi and Miss K. So yeah, 3 hari tu la aku makan banyak sangat kek. Haha. And I went back home with the new me. Read here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-tough-cookie.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-tough-cookie.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;On May, I have to bentang my thesis proposal. The presentation was okay. Read about it here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/05/300th.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/05/300th.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;JUNE 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June, I made this 30 days challenge thingy on blog. Post an entry everyday for 30days. You can read it all here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/search/label/30%20Things%20in%2030%20Days%20Challenge"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/search/label/30%20Things%20in%2030%20Days%20Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. But the most interesting happened on June is, aku buat Odontectomy. Cabut gigi bongsu. Ok, satu pengalaman yang agak WOW bagi aku. Haha. You can read it kat 30days challenge tu. Oh, and aku sangat stress pasal hal thesis masa ni. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;JULY 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myra's and my bro's birthdays, my friends's kolokium, my thesis walaupon ada masalah but alhamdulillah I overcome it one by one, then ada short sem untuk subject yang aku fail tu, and PALING happy ialah apabila my bestfriend datang Bandung!! The Makihara, with Faiz and Capik datang and I took them pergi volcano Kawah Putih and Tangkuban Perahu, shopping at Dago, Riau , Sukajadi and Pasar Baru, and paling best ialah bermain-main di Trans Studio!! I was soooo happy sebab selama 5bulan aku stress, kawan-kawan datang happy kan. Masa dorang nak balik, tengok dorang pergi tu sungguh meruntun hati. Aku siap nangis! Haha. You can read about it here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/sayuhati-ini-makin-sayu.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/sayuhati-ini-makin-sayu.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;AUGUST 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awal Ogos, few of my friends dah graduate. Mereka yang takde sangkut subjek. Happy for them. Aku pulak, Im so happy sebab my thesis sudah 85% siap!! Tinggal bukukan skripsi. Sungguh happy. So I went back home for Ramadhan and Raya. 3 minggu je cuti. Sangat happy. Dan yang paling meng'happy'kan ialah apabila 2-3 hari sebelum raya, AKU BERJAYA MENGANYAM KETUPAT!! After 8years of trying to belajar buat ketupat, syukur tahun 2011 otak aku berjaya tangkap cara anyam ketupat. Haha. You can read about my ketupat journey here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/perjalanan-ketupat.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/perjalanan-ketupat.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. And tahun ni raya agak tak best sebab abang aku kerja time raya. And raya tahun 2011 ialah last dia raya as orang bujang. Hehe. This year aku buat open house. Khas untuk my friends. Ramai gak yang datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SEPTEMBER 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Bandung around 10th raya. I was sooooooooooooooooooo sad. Aku nangis banyak kali kat my family. Sebab rasa stress tiba-tiba datang. Yelah, lepas ni mesti stress kolokium, stress sidang, haih. So, ada sedikit kekacauan yang dibikin oleh certain orang masa nak daftar kolokium. Tapi semua went ok. So agak lega bila semua dah selesai cuma tinggal kolokium and sidang. Overall, September was a very stressful month for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;OCTOBER 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo wrong when I say September tu stressful month. October lagi stress weh!! My kolokium was on 3rd Oct. It was okay. You can read about it here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/beauty-behind-shukr.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/beauty-behind-shukr.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Then 14 days after that, SIDANG!! The scariest thing eva! I got panic attack yang sangat teruk. Sembahyang 5 waktu wajib nangis, call mak wajib nangis, luah kat kawan wajib nangis, tak on9 langsung sebab takut hilang focus, banyak ah!! I even got sick due to the overwhelming amount of stress. But alhamdulillah, tanggal 17 Oktober, aku telah lulus sidang dan secara rasmi tamatlah pengajian aku kat Universitas Padjadjaran. Alhamdulillah syukur tak terkata. You can read about it here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-tahun-2-bulan.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-tahun-2-bulan.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Then, I went back home for my brother's wedding!!! 22 Oktober was the day I officially dapat kakak. Read about it here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-i-officially-dapat-kakak.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-i-officially-dapat-kakak.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Then belah laki, buat kat rumah aku masa 30Nov, buat 3 hari 3 malam, with 16 khemah, 3000+ tetamu, warna tema silver, hitam dan putih yang super&amp;nbsp;elegant, I dare say that my brother's wedding was the wedding of the year kat Taman Ehsan. &amp;nbsp;I didnt post entry about it coz I was busy helping out with the wedding. Overall, October was the best month ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOVEMBER 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Bandung for my graduation ceremony on the 8th Nov. My mom and dad followed me. We stayed at hotel. The bad news is I got sick, and my graduation ceremony was me and my demam and sakit tekak. Sungguh tak selesa but it was ok. I said goodbye to Jatinangor and start to realize how living there changes me. From bad to good, also good to bad, hehe. Become more mature. Meet awesome people. Many more! On the 10th Nov, I went back KL for good. The feeling was indescribable when the airplane leaves Bandara Husein Sastranegara. I asked my mom &lt;b&gt;'Mama, is this for real?'&lt;/b&gt;. My mom said&lt;b&gt; 'u deserve it'&lt;/b&gt;. I was so overwhelmed. Read about my graduation here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/g-day.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/g-day.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;Then when I reached LCCT, I know that now I have a degree and a new tittle, PENGANGGUR! Haha. However, I got the call from SPA telling me that my interview with SPA and KKM was on 15th Nov. The interview went well. Read about it here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/interview-with-spa-n-lfm.html"&gt;http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/interview-with-spa-n-lfm.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Then barulah aku betul-betul menganggur. Until I got call from my friend tanya berminat tak jadi lecturer. So I went for the interview jadi lecturer mengajar budak Diploma. It was kinda hard. Then I got call saying I lulus and boleh start kerja on the 5th December. Oh and MALAYSIA won the bola sepak for Sukan Sea, I was sooo proud and happy!! I watched the game and literally dapat heart attack! Haha. Overall, Nov was also great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DECEMBER 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awal December, before aku masuk kerja, me and my family pergi Singapore. We stayed there for 4days. Main-main kat Universal Studio and shopping sakan di Bugis and Orchard Road. Then 5th Nov, aku start kerja as lecturer kat G******** College. I was kinda glad I got this job. Because being a penganggur sucks!! Makin gemuk and tidurrr je kerja. So before I got lazy and all my ilmu melayang entah kemana, baik aku salurkan kat student. Haha. The job, like I described kat intro entry ni. Kadang-kadang ok, kadang-kadang buat aku emo. But, Im still trying to adapt. Pray for me! Oh and one more good news, my sis-in-law is pregnant!! Im gonna be an aunty!! Alhamdulillah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so itulah summary about my 2011. so, Over se over overall nya, my 2011, walaupun ada benda sedih terjadi, tapi benda best pon tak kurang hebatnya. When I look back, I realized that semua benda yang jadi memang ada hikmahnya. Allah takkan biar hambaNya kesedihan&amp;nbsp;aite? Dia mesti bagi nikmat yang banyak. Kita je tak pandai syukur. Ujian dan dugaan Tuhan pon satu bentuk nikmat gak, sebab ajar kita lebih kuat dan tandanya Dia sayang kat kita and selalu nak kita dekat dengan Dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. Thank you Allah, for blessing me with such perfect and loving family, awesome bestfriends, great friends and frenemies, and macam-macam nikmat lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011, bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming 2012 with my wide open arms!! Haha. Hope 2012 ni aku kahwin. Sebab mak aku sebok suruh aku kahwin. Keh keh keh. Boyfriend? Alaaaa suruh makayah cari dah la. Lagi berkat kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-1955955617715508388?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1955955617715508388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1955955617715508388&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1955955617715508388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1955955617715508388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/12/summing-up-2011.html' title='Summing Up 2011'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7420047407071604283</id><published>2011-12-17T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:44:02.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><title type='text'>cool sudeyhhh</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah masuk minggu ketiga aku jadi lecturer. Its kinda hard being an educator. It is not as easy as I thought it would. Coz selama ni tengok lecturer and cikgu mengajar and bagi tugas and bagi markah, macam senang je. Susah rupanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sorry for the crappy intro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have anything bombastic to share. How about a screenshot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTQg9O7R0T8/Tuxj1BEXwXI/AAAAAAAAB94/05y8-6rUqkQ/s1600/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687030191933079922" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTQg9O7R0T8/Tuxj1BEXwXI/AAAAAAAAB94/05y8-6rUqkQ/s400/123.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 224px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, you will NEVER forget your memories with your ex. Its impossibru! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, to be honest, if teringat anything funny and sweet from my past, aku akan macam tersenyum sikit. Its not the kind of smile yang sedih ke, or perit ke, tapi senyum yang, 'ahhh. memories'. And I just said to myself, its okay. Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu maksudnya kita manusia. Kita tak diciptakan takde perasaan. Kan? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, its ok. As long as it doesnt stop you from moving on. And you must have faith that, apa yang Tuhan ambil daripada kita, it is for your own good. He will give us something better in return. Chillex sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to a friend of mine yang baru sahaja ditinggalkan, cool la sistah. Wipe away the tears. Kita perempuan. If we cant save our relationship, save our pride!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lagi baik kita fokus diri kita daripada benda-benda lagha tu. Why? Sebab benda-benda macam jodoh ni, dah ditentukan. Rahsia Allah. Sampai masa, datang la dia. Allah dah susun baikkkkkkk punya. Lagi baik daripada cara kita susun and plan. So why sweat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bereh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berehhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : lupa pulak why i liked the page Anti My Ex.. maybe coz nampak ada kawan like, aku pon likeee gak. haha!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-7420047407071604283?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7420047407071604283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7420047407071604283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7420047407071604283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7420047407071604283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/12/cool-sudeyhhh.html' title='cool sudeyhhh'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTQg9O7R0T8/Tuxj1BEXwXI/AAAAAAAAB94/05y8-6rUqkQ/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4238306439262557071</id><published>2011-12-11T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:05:16.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>benda buat aku sakit hati jadi lecturer</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lama aku tak update blog. Kesian dia bersawang dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku bukan malas or kering idea nak update apa. Ikutkan hati banyak gila nak update. Tapi aku busy. Serius aku busy. Sebab aku dah kerja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku jadi lecturer. Kat sebuah kolej swasta. Ajar 8 subjek. Takde la susah subjek-subjek nye. Ada la gak ilmu kat subjek-subjek tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how aku dapat jadi lecturer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, kronologi cerita dia, kawan aku call tanya berminat tak, aku cakap nak gak try, kolej call suruh datang interview oleh pihak kolej, pergi interview ditemani mak ayah, interview yang agak susah sebab 100% kena guna english plus aku time tu sangat nervous so aku rasa english aku agak ke laut, then kena mock teaching, pastu yang jadi tukang interview tu kata dia rasa aku cam muda sangat, aku keluar bilik interview dengan tanggapan aku gagal interview, tapi esoknya kolej call kata dapat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa aku boleh simpulkan after jadi lecturer ini ialah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sakit hati bila dah penat mulut mengajar selama 1jam 45minit, bila tanya ada soalan tak, semua takde benda nak tanya. Tapi bila kita suruh ulang balik apa kita cakap, semua tak boleh jawab, LANGSUNG!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sakit hati bila kita bersemangat menerangkan, student main sms.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sakit hati bila kita tengah bagi ilmu, student berborak kat belakang.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sakit hati bila kita dah start mengajar sampai setengah slides dah kita terangkan, tiba-tiba ada student baru masuk kelas, buat muka tak bersalah kata 'sorry...'. Then kita pon risau kang dia tak paham subjek ni sebab terlepas apa aku cakap, kang exam tak boleh jawab, tapi dia buat muka cool je.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha!! Tu la certain thing yang buat aku geram sejak jadi lecturer ni. Tapi bila fikir balik, &lt;b&gt;time aku student dulu pon, aku buat camtu gak!!&lt;/b&gt; Kesian lecturers aku. Mesti sakit hati. Ni la yang dinamakan what goes around comes around, agaknya :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is a good experience for me. Memang hajat nak jadi lecturer, tapi takde la time pegang degree. At least dah ambil masker ke phd ke. Haha. Takpe, practice. And isi masa lapang sementara tunggu surat SPA and KKM yang ntah bila akan tiba tu..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, having student diploma yang some of them are older than me is hard. Really hard..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okthxbai!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : i cant put nama kolej aku mengajar tu kat sini. coz i dont want any of the people out there google nama kolej tu then singgah blog aku ni. biarlah rahsia. kalau nak tahu kolej apa, tanya aku in person. clue je aku bagi. kolej tu kat KL. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-4238306439262557071?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/4238306439262557071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=4238306439262557071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4238306439262557071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4238306439262557071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/12/benda-buat-aku-sakit-hati-jadi-lecturer.html' title='benda buat aku sakit hati jadi lecturer'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-340863324361810773</id><published>2011-12-04T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:11:17.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>X is tak betul</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Singapore. Jalan-jalan kat sana, shopping, and main kat Universal Studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUN!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi bukan nak cerita tu sebenarnya. Nak cerita pasal Myra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myra already knows the ABCs. Not excellent, but at least she knows la. Salah sikit tu biasa. And yang menjadi kebiasaan Myra, dia tak tahu bezakan I (baca 'ai') dan 1 (satu).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contoh, dia eja IKAN : Satu (I) , K, A, N&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny aite?? Tapi takpe. I and 1 tu kami fikir, biarlah dulu. Nanti as time passes, she will learn which is I which is 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, terjadi satu perkara kelakar masa perjalanan nak ke Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dekat board iklan MAXIS, tertulis perkataan MAXIS la kan. So mak aku suruh Myra eja MAXIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did. Tapi dia eja,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EM (M), EA (A), TAK BETUL (X), SATU (I), ES (S)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aduhai!! Kami sekeluarga gelak tak stop. X tu dia eja sebagai 'tak betul' atau yang kita kenali sebagai pangkah. How weirdly cute is that??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA. Adik ku sayang.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who to blame? Cikgu tadika? Kami sekeluarga?? Or 'kekreatifan' Myra? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was undeniably cute when she said X is 'tak betul'. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nhWgH_6xJ5I/Ttt94q_QspI/AAAAAAAAB9U/7u1TKOGMXf0/s400/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682273767423783570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tengah beratur tunggu turn naik ride Transformers 3D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NbaM7kjDD3k/Ttt-ehvTr4I/AAAAAAAAB9g/WeA0lg31bYg/s400/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274417775980418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aint she cute? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, to date, Myra is 4 years 5 months :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Hope you enjoy this simple story about my darling baby sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : More Singapore Trip photos, check out my FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-340863324361810773?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/340863324361810773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=340863324361810773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/340863324361810773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/340863324361810773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/12/x-is-tak-betul.html' title='X is tak betul'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nhWgH_6xJ5I/Ttt94q_QspI/AAAAAAAAB9U/7u1TKOGMXf0/s72-c/DSC00529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-120225441852368019</id><published>2011-11-29T19:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:16:05.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Please Bring Your Dog Shit Home!!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 days ago, me and my dad went his friend's house. On the way, I saw a man is 'emptying' his dog. Theres nothing wrong about that. But what is really wrong and annoying about it is, he is emptying his dog IN FRONT OF OTHER PEOPLE'S HOUSE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean what the hell man? Apa ke sakai sangat otak kau sampai begitu sekali bodohnya?? And I do not see any plastic bags kat tangan dia yang menunjukkan dia akan kutip taik anjing dia after anjing dia habis berak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For your information, memang perumahan aku ni, banyak anjing. Takpe, tak jadi hal. Tapi yang jadi hal nya ialah apabila orang-orang yang mempunyai anjing bawak anjing dia keluar jalan-jalan lepas tu biar anjing dia berak merata. Itu boleh mendatangkan marah weyh!! Kenapa ko taknak bagi anjing ko berak kat rumah ko, tapi its okay to berak kat rumah orang lain????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-361WBG8D9es/TtTQo3bfJ3I/AAAAAAAAB84/d8TkGB1xfhs/s400/dog-poop-sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680394430513620850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Letak sign camni pon tak berkesan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebab tuan punya anjing tak reti membaca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sama macam anjing dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada satu kejadian ni berlaku 2 tahun lepas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rumah aku ni depan sekolah rendah. So memang dah jadi kebiasaan bila habis sekolah, budak-budak sekolah akan tumpang duduk kat sekitar rumah aku sambil tunggu mak ayah diorang ambil. And as budak-budak, biasalah dorang suka main kejar, main police and thief, main macam-macam la sementara tunggu mak ayah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nak dijadikan cerita, ada budak-budak ni main gusti-gusti. Bergolek la diorang kat perkarangan rumah aku tu. Nasib sangat tak baik, when one of the kids tergolek atas taik anjing. Alahaiii kesian...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aku pon hangin la. Manusia bodoh mana yang bangang sangat bagi anjing berak lepas tu tak kutip?? Dah la kat rumah orang. And for your information, persekitaran rumah aku tak ada rumput. Ayah aku simenkan perkarangan rumah aku supaya memudahkan budak-budak sekolah duduk and kereta mak ayah untuk park kat situ. Apa reason dia tak kutip taik anjing dia yang atas simen?? Takde otak ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada this one particular chinese lady yang ada anjing yang sangat besar. Dia time subuh je mesti bawak anjing dia keluar and mesti anjing dia tu choose to poop nearby my house. Rumah aku ni corner lot so space agak besar. Samada poop kat area belakang rumah atau rumah jiran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pernah sekali mak aku jerit marah dia. &lt;b&gt;*jerit sebab mak aku dalam rumah, dia luar rumah*&lt;/b&gt;. Mak aku marah la!! Tak sensetif ke kami ni orang Islam. Terpijak taik anjing dia ingat tak najis ke?? Apa pasal bawak datang berak rumah orang? Nak rumah sendiri bersih, pergi suruh anjing berak rumah orang. Kalau dah anjing ko nak gak berak dekat luar, bersihkan la balik. Bawak la penyedok ke plastik ke, ambil la taik tu buang kat rumah!! Takde civic minded ke????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So kepada yang ada anjing, kalau terbaca post aku ni, sila jangan kurang ajar sangat biarkan anjing ko berak kat rumah orang. &lt;b&gt;Bring you effing dog shit home fothermucker!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLNaMcCih6E/TtTQo2W-F5I/AAAAAAAAB8w/c_Jq7lXqSvg/s400/please%2Bbring%2Byour%2Bdog%2Bshit%2Bhome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680394430226241426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 223px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anjing : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuan aku bodoh taknak angkat taik aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Takpe la biar aku angkat sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : i dont have anything against dogs. just their stupid owner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-120225441852368019?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/120225441852368019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=120225441852368019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/120225441852368019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/120225441852368019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/please-bring-your-dog-shit-home.html' title='Please Bring Your Dog Shit Home!!'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-361WBG8D9es/TtTQo3bfJ3I/AAAAAAAAB84/d8TkGB1xfhs/s72-c/dog-poop-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7881657608157645495</id><published>2011-11-27T01:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T02:29:59.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Lautner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addicted'/><title type='text'>he is gorgeous!!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody knows I am and always will be head over heels in love with Taylor Lautner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So obviously, when Twilight Saga : Breaking Dawn Part 1 keluar, semua dok tanya apakah aku sedang berpayung tunggu depan wayang beratur beli tiket, and always tanya adakah aku sudah menonton filem tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is, AKU LENGAHKAN untuk tengok movie tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entah. Sebab takut nak tengok. Takut nak tengok sebab takut nanti jadi gila kat Taylor sampai ayat-ayat sweet yang Jacob cakap kat Bella aku akan terbawak tidur. Hahahahahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See. Aku angau sampai begitu sekali. Kawan aku yang tau aku sangat gilakan Taylor terkejut bila aku cakap aku belum tengok Breaking Dawn padahal dah seminggu lebih movie tu keluar kat wayang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, lama mana la aku mampu nak menahan rasa cinta di hati &lt;b&gt;*ecececeh*&lt;/b&gt;. Aku bukan minat Twilight. Aku minat Taylor Lautner je. So, aku pon pergi la menonton Breaking Dawn SEORANG. Yeah forever alone....fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part Edward dengan Bella beromantika picisan, mesti aku menguap. SUMPAH AKU TAK TIPU. Tapi yang best, seminit awal dah tunjuk six packs Jacob Black membuatkan aku gagah menanti scene-scene Taylor je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And rating the film as a fan of Taylor Lautner, NOT a fan of Twilight and filem cinta perempuan bengong yang do not how to sort out her priority&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; *personally for me bella bengong dok cinta sangat edward sampai sanggup tinggal family segala. lepas tu bila mengandung taknak pulak jadi vampire sampai lahirkan anak padahal dia tau dia akan mati. suka dok seksa dua jantan and family dia tengok dia dying. see, told ya, shes bengong*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, aku bagi 100 BINTANG!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then time paling aku suka masa Jacob imprinted Renesmee. Sampai terduduk dia. Alahai...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time paling aku suka tapi benci is when Jacob nangis Bella mati. Suka sebab cute muka Taylor nangis, benci sebab bukan sebab aku dia nangis. Wakakaka gila :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Malas nak spoil untuk orang yang belum tengok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa-apa pon, Taylor Lautner sangat HOT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4lxNschvqo/TtEruUigeWI/AAAAAAAAB8k/LxpgnVQewEI/s400/tumblr_le9h6eK3rc1qdi2a1o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679368679878326626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Altho this is not the best picture of Taylor Lautner,&lt;b&gt; *the ugliest in fact*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still think hes gorgeous!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh my honey. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loving you is like breathing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just cant stop &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-7881657608157645495?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7881657608157645495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7881657608157645495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7881657608157645495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7881657608157645495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-is-gorgeous.html' title='he is gorgeous!!'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4lxNschvqo/TtEruUigeWI/AAAAAAAAB8k/LxpgnVQewEI/s72-c/tumblr_le9h6eK3rc1qdi2a1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-3251445042766940496</id><published>2011-11-24T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:11:12.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>kenapa Harimau Malaya bukan Harimau Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hidup menganggur super fun weh. Especially bila mak ayah tak bagi kerja, suruh duduk rumah enjoy the bloody sweet time T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pada suatu pagi yang damai, aku pon saja-saja bukak satu laman web ni, then aku jumpa benda ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7xWyPDs7WE/Ts4yDUOPPdI/AAAAAAAAB8M/pcZipfJE6Ms/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678531212710198738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nampak tak? try la nampak ye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam hati aku masa baca ni ialah, hek elehhhh, kereknyeee. Macam saja nak bikin kontroversi je. Bukan ke nama Harimau Malaya tu nama sejenis harimau ke? Tiada kena mengena dengan manusia atau negara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I did some research. Google here and there. Then jumpa blog ni. And it is true. Harimau Malaya tu nama sejenis harimau yang banyak kat semenanjung. Tu pasal nama dia Harimau Malaya atau dalam enggeris, Malayan Tiger atau nama saintifik Panthera tigris malayensis. Takde kena mengena dengan isu perkauman atau kenegerian atau kesatumalaysiaan ye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Untuk maklumat lanjut, boleh baca blog ni : &lt;b&gt;*click gambar tu*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sokernet.blogspot.com/2010/12/amaran-keras-dari-sokernet.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rl7mL6FroAM/Ts4zoKfNjYI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/Az4i2u73i_g/s400/WAid_tiger.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678532945263824258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 309px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sokernet.blogspot.com/2010/12/amaran-keras-dari-sokernet.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sokernet.blogspot.com/2010/12/amaran-keras-dari-sokernet.html"&gt;Gua nak tanya, apasal lu orang sibuk sembang pasal nama gua sekarang ni?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kesimpulan, before nak kemukakan pertanyaan or kenyataan tak puas hati, check and recheck dulu before anda kelihatan bodoh. Zaman sekarang ni segala benda boleh digoogle. Tak payah la nak bikin statement macam ni seterusnya buat orang lain yang taraf IQ dorang tak tinggi juga ikut sama rasa apa anda rasa lalu create satu rasa tak best.... *ayat berbelit*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bye!!&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/4828802007975239735-3251445042766940496?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/3251445042766940496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=3251445042766940496&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3251445042766940496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3251445042766940496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/kenapa-harimau-malaya-bukan-harimau.html' title='kenapa Harimau Malaya bukan Harimau Malaysia'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7xWyPDs7WE/Ts4yDUOPPdI/AAAAAAAAB8M/pcZipfJE6Ms/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1171709935362342684</id><published>2011-11-22T07:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T08:08:13.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><title type='text'>gold is emas and it's ours!!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WE WON!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe.... Siapa tak happy kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semalam, aku tengok bola dengan nenek aku. Tak nafikan game tu serius menyakitkan jantung. Lagi berdebar daripada AFF Cup 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku siap sembahyang hajat 2 kali time game. Haha!! Lepas tu tangan menggigil-gigil dan kaki aku sejuk gila masa 10 menit penalti tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi bila Baddrol Bakhtiar goal, aku melompat bintang lepas tu jerit sampai suara yang sememangnya serak sebab sakit tekak belum sembuh, hilang terus!! Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa-apa pon alhamdulillah syukur. Tahniah rimau. Tahniah Malaysia!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, aku bangga sebab kita bukan saja buktikan kita hebat sukan, bola, kita juga ada mentaliti dan sikap yang lebih pro daripada sebelah sinun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok tu je. Untuk menambah lagi kegembiraan, mari kita nyanyi lagu ni!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/45UVM3cmKOE?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau engkau jatuh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jangan engkau lemah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kerana hidup mengajar kita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jangan cepat mengalah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bina yakin diri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mampu kita lakukan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiada yang mustahil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Segalanya Boleh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kita bergandingan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meraikan Malaysia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gemuruh suara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadi bangsa Berjaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gemuruh perkasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bawah satu bendera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nama kita bina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diseluruh benua rasa bangga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Genggam amanat wira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Julang panji Malaysia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : tabik kepada Garuda Muda yang juga bermain dengan best and bagi persaingan yang super sengit...better luck next time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BTW, aku tunai puasa nazar hari ni :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-1171709935362342684?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1171709935362342684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1171709935362342684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1171709935362342684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1171709935362342684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/gold-is-emas-and-its-ours.html' title='gold is emas and it&apos;s ours!!'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/45UVM3cmKOE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8748458345501719217</id><published>2011-11-19T19:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:16:29.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><title type='text'>i feel sorry for them</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekarang ni tengah pukul 7.50 malam. Aku baru habis sembahyang maghrib dan aku baru habis tengok bola Malaysia vs Myanmar. As we all know, Harimau Muda menang 1-0....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Game tadi for me agak sengal-sengal shrimp but Harimau Muda still perform best punya lah! Itu memang reality la kan sebab kalau aku nak kata you me or we main lagi better tu impossible la. Hehe. Tapi game tadi tak se'suspen' game semalam masa Malaysia vs Indonesia. Why? Sebab lawan Indonesia.... INDONESIA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Indonesia bring such suspen dalam hati? Why Balqis why??? And aku still ingat piala AFF Suzuki Cup 2010 dulu, 96menit yang paling suspen aku pernah lalui. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa piala AFF, masa yang lawan kat Stadium Bukit Jalil, of coz I want my negara to menang. Tapi bagi aku takde hal jugak kalau Indo menang. Sebab ni kan sukan. Kalah menang tu adat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi why everything bertukar sampai masa lawan kat GBK aku nak sangat Malaysia menang sampai aku sanggup tak study untuk exam esoknya dam sembahyang hajat sujud lama-lama untuk kemengangan pasukan Malaysia??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-are-champion.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-madness.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; to know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEBAB KAMI DI'PROVOKE'!! Bayangkan time exam pon lecturer boleh provoke kami. Siapa tak sakit hati? And komentator kat TV kenapa selamba kutuk Malaysia dalam tv, kata polis Malaysia tak hebat, kata team Malaysia slow, kata orang Malaysia main laser, yada yada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annoying tahu tak? Sangat!!! Sampai aku rasa sungguh meluat dengan semua orang dan semua lecturer kat fakulti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And masa lawan di GBK, Malaysia menang dengan jumpa 4-1. I still can recall that awesome feeling, proud to be a Malaysian, and rasa puas hati dapat diamkan mulut orang Indonesia yang dengki dan busuk hati serta takde semangat kesukanan tapi hanya ada semangat kenegaraan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esoknya, kami still diprovoke. Even kawan-kawan sebatch pon macam mengutuk but what the hell, kami menang. We kissed the piala, we bring it home, and we did it without memaki negara orang lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, this ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SKTTSwlPWx4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell Indonesians? Kenapa jadi camni? Kenapa kalian tak ada semangat kesukanan yang sihat? This is seriously bad for your name tahu. Dengar kata pengulas dekat belakang tu. TAMADUN MANUSIA SUDAH BERKEMBANG. Tapi korang macam orang utan lagi. Takde rasa hormat, takde rasa bersalah. Kasihan, kasihan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku memang nak cakap, hanya golongan yang rendah ilmu je buat macam ni. But sometimes, NO. Even lecturers aku pon weyh. Tengah kelas boleh pulak tiba-tiba ada unsur mengutuk Malaysia. Buat diam je cuma dalam hati, sangat kesian. Pangkat Dra, Drs, Apt, Prof tapi mentaliti still tak berkembang. Itulah namanya ilmu ada tapi tak pakai. Umpana pokok buah tapi takde buah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel sorry for them. I really do. And sorry to say la, walaupun aku bekas pelajar Indonesia, sampai sekarang I never cadangkan sesiapa datang study sini. In fact, bila ada kawan-kawan ayah tanya tempat ni sebab nak dorang hantar anak dorang ke sini, aku guna ayat&lt;b&gt; 'baik study tempat lain pakcik. saya cakap jujur ni'&lt;/b&gt;. Why? Yang study kat Indo je tahu kenapa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa sebelum aku grad, aku ingat pakcik staff kat fakulti aku ajak aku sambung master kat situ. I said&lt;b&gt; 'ga mau!! tak sanggup dah!!'&lt;/b&gt; dengan kuat. Muka dia berubah. Tapi aku buat lantak sambil menggelengkan kepala banyak-banyak kali tanda tak mahu. Biar dia tahu betapa 4tahun ni dia buat tahi kat kami pelajar Malaysia. Ada hati ajak aku sambung master kat sini.. Hish.!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not emo. No. Cuma kasihan kat dorang. Seriously memalukan diri sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : aku hafal lagu Indonesia Raya. Kalau perlu nyanyi, aku nyanyi. Macam masa graduation hari tu. Kawan sebelah aku siap kagum aku hafal. But Indonesians, Y U NO RESPECT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-8748458345501719217?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8748458345501719217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8748458345501719217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8748458345501719217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8748458345501719217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-feel-sorry-for-them.html' title='i feel sorry for them'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SKTTSwlPWx4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1202364517110787041</id><published>2011-11-18T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:37:49.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><title type='text'>interview with SPA n LFM</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku sebenarnya banyak idea nakk post banyak entry. Tapi entah. Bila dekat atas katil, tengok tv, driving kereta, idea mencurah-curah. Tapi bila buka blogspot ni, nak taip, dia stuck. Watdaaa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately ni, walaupun aku busy jadi penganggur, aku busy gak buat benda lain. Benda seperti menggemukkan badan yang sedia gemuk, uruskan hal SPA, jadi anak dan kakak yang berguna, dsb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh cakap pasal interview dengan SPA, alhamdulillah, aku lulus interview tu. Sekarang ni tunggu surat, then daftar kat KKM dan LFM. Lepas tu baru la tahu kena kerja kat mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh cerita sikit pasal interview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku sediakan semua sijil segala a day before. Sebelum tidur gosok baju dan tudung. Dan juga aku menghafal segala pasal KKM, LFM, NKRA, 1 Malaysia, orang-orang tertinggi, banyak la. Tu pon nasib baik aku tak baca hal-hal farmakologi. Sebab tiba-tiba aku cuak esok doang tanya pulak benda-benda camtu. Haha. Tapi seniors aku kata dorang tak tanya soalan camtu, kakak ipar aku yang pernah interview dengan SPA pon yakinkan aku dorang tak tanya soalan susah, so aku tak baca la. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagi seawal 5.30 pagi mak aku kejut aku. Lepas subuh and solat hajat, kami pon bertolak ke Putrajaya. Tapi bapak aku guna highway Jalan Kucing and PLUS pulak padahal abang aku suruh guna NKVE sebab lagi dekat. Aku suruh bapak aku bawak laju-laju sebab jam dah tunjukkan pukul 7.30 pagi tapi tol Putrajaya aku tak nampak lagi. Interview pukul 8. Siapa tak cuak weh???? Tapi alhamdulillah aku sampai sana dalam pukul 7.50pagi. Selamat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dipendekkan, jumpa Teo and Shobby&lt;b&gt; *kawan sebatch aku. actually ramai gak yang datang interview. budak medic, budak dentistry, budak farmasi from U lain, ramai ah!!*&lt;/b&gt;. Aku beratur, dapat number, tunggu giliran aku. Aku cuak weh tapi mak ayah aku cool je. Baik betul mak ayah aku sanggup teman aku. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then sampai la turn aku. Masuk ke bilik interview, sejuk gila!! Then ni la sikit-sikit perbualan :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;**ketuk pintu, dorang suruh masuk, bagi salam, bagi fail kat dorang, dorang suruh duduk**&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nama awak Balqis? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ye saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok Balqis. Kita mula. Terangkan serba sedikit pasal awak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nama saya Nurul Balqis Riza Bt Bakri. umur saya blablabla. saya menetap di blablabla, saya lahir di blablabla, ibu saya bekerja sebagai blabla, ayah saya kerja blablabla, saya anak ke blablabla. bla bla bla bla blaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok. bagus. awak punya sijil degree mana??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pihak U saya tak bagi lagi tuan. dia kata siap lagi sebulan. tapi dia bagi surat keterangan lulus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awak U mana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Universitas Padjadjaran, Bandung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awak dah graduate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau dah graduate bukan dorang patut bagi semua sekaligus ke? kenapa nak suruh datang balik? bukan ke susahkan orang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; *actually panjang gak dia bebel pasal ni. dia macam kata sangat tak pro suruh student datang jauh-jauh lagi sekali untuk ambil sijil. sepatutnya siapkan la awal-awal.*&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;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;polisi dorang kat sana macam tu kot tuan. saya ada gak adu tapi itu yang dorang cakap. sijil kena ambil lagi sebulan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;humm.. awak ready dah nak berkhidmat kat kerajaan dan negara?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ye tuan. InsyaAllah saya ready. saya pon tak sabar nak mulakan fasa baru dalam hidup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*sungguh cant go ayat aku. haha!*&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;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kenapa awak pilih farmasi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya minat ubat tuan. dulu-dulu saya selalu wonder, macam mana ubat yang kita makan tu boleh buat kita feel better dan sihat. tu pasal saya tertarik nak jadi farmasis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*skemaaaa*&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;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalau awak tak jadi farmasis, awak nak jadi apa? farmasi ni pilihan no 1 ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; sejujurnya tak tuan. saya minat bahasa. saya nak ambil TESL, in fact, saya dapat tawaran TESL tu, tapi ayah saya suruh saya stick to sains since saya pon bekas pelajar maktab rendah sains MARA, tu pasal saya pilih farmasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ohh. bagus. mana awak nampak diri awak lagi 2 tahun lepas habis housemanship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya kalau boleh nak teruskan dengan kerajaan. nak give back to society. tapi dalam masa yang sama, saya nak ada bisnes sendiri. dalam masa yang sama jugak, saya taknak berhenti belajar. saya nak sambung master, phd, kalau ada rezeki professor. boleh jadi lecturer dalam bidang farmasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*senyum lebar*&lt;/b&gt;. apa yang susah belajar kat U awak ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;personally pada saya yang susah belajar di Indonesia ni, bahasa dia. sebab walaupun kami ni kelas pengantar bahasa inggeris, tapi sejujurnya english lecturer kami, kurang faham english dia. so kami pon lagi selesa dia ajar bahasa indonesia. mula-mula tu susah tapi lama-lama ok je. thesis pon saya buat dalam bahasa indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok. tu je la dari saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Balqis. Awak lahir kat Sarawak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ye. ayah saya ex-army. dulu dia dihantar ke sana tu pasal saya lahir kat sana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;membesar kat sarawak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tak puan. hanya lahir disana. umur saya setahun kami pulang semula ke KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi kalau awak lahir kat sana, awak patut give back juga la kat sana. kan? kalau dihantar ke Sarawak sanggup tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; jujurnya saya nak dekat sebab nak dekat dengan keluarga. tapi saya ada pertimbangkan kalau saya dihantar ke sabah atau sarawak. nak kata tak sanggup tu, tak boleh. sebab ni kan khidmat wajib. so insyaAllah saya sanggup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*penipu besar!!! dalam hati aku nak je jerit cakap taknak!! aku taknak posting kat sabah sarawak!! TAKNAK!!!!*&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;LFM :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;**tengok-tengok transkrip aku** &lt;/b&gt;ni saya lihat awak ada ambil subjek Entrepreneurship ni, pasal apa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrepreneurship tu pasal bisnes. kami diajar buat proposal. tapi seingat saya, subjek tu kami hanya buat presentation pasal bisnes yang kami nak buat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;subjek wajib ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tak. pilihan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apa subjek fav awak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya minat Pharmaceutical. saya minat juga farmakologi dan analisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM : a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wak tahu pasal 1 + 1?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ye puan. tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; awak minat farmasi bahagian mana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya minat farmasi bahagian hospital. boleh berinteraksi dengan pesakit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LFM : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok. bagus. tu je la. nah ambil balik sijil-sijil awak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terima kasih. assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA &amp;amp; LFM : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waalaikumsalam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HABIS!! aku keluar bilik, mak aku cakap interview aku tak sampai 9 menit. Wow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And aku agak cuak sebab satu soalan pasal apa yang aku baca semalam dorang tak tanya. Aisehmen. Cuak la. Dah la interview sekejap. Cam nak taknak je ambil aku kerja. Waa cuak!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then pergi Alamanda, makan sampai kenyang..... Hantar Teo and ayahnya ke LCC. Then balik rumah...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esoknya pukul 12, mak aku call SPA tanya aku lulus tak. Masa mak aku call tu, aku lari pergi menyorok dalam bilik nenek aku. Then mak aku jerit 'NURUL!! Lulus la!!'. Alhamdulillah. Terus aku legaaa. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu je la. Aku cerita ni so nanti kalau ada junior nak tau macam mana interview, ada la tips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok tu je. Nanti aku tulis entry best lagi. Entry ni tak best.&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/4828802007975239735-1202364517110787041?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1202364517110787041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1202364517110787041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1202364517110787041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1202364517110787041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/interview-with-spa-n-lfm.html' title='interview with SPA n LFM'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-2492087611275073415</id><published>2011-11-13T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:42:51.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>rant on love song</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengok vid ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W908tu3HYZY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok now jujur. Siapa pernah rasa lagu melayu kadang-kadang ada yang sangat jiwang sampai tahap mengarut?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dah tau lama dah lagu melayu sangat la jiwang sampai kadang-kadang, adehh la nak dengor pon rasa takde semangat. Tak habis lagu melankolik pasal cinta. Lagu lagu rancak pon pasal cinta gak. Penat ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Kalau video Matluthfi cakap pasal lagu-lagu yang dia cakap tu, meh aku nak cakap pasal satu je lagu, yang lagu tu memang la syahdu, tapi aku rasa dia bunga sangat sampai ngarut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pertama, Sampai - KRU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andai dikurnia syurga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kan ku tunggu di luarnya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika ditanya mengapa jawapanku menunggu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kau sampai dahulu...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mudahnya sekadar bermadah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hingga kau meragui keikhlasan sanubari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sedangkan racun pun kan ku telan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andai kau mengatakan ia madu kepadaku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh sungguh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alahaii.. Confirm ke hang masuk syurga weyh?? Boleh pulak bila di'offer' syurga hang nak tunggu kat luar. And are you really that in love sampai racun pon ko nak telan?? Awatnya bodoh bebenor? Tu bukan cinta tu bodoh namanya....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Satu je la lagu aku letak. Sebab kena terima hakikat la bahawa lagu melayu banyak guna hiperbola metafora simili dan sebagainya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi aku pelik eh. Takleh ke buat lagu cinta yang super simple and gaya bahasa yang indah tanpa perlu tahap mengarut? Contoh senang lagu P Ramlee. Lagu pasal hilang kekasih, paling simple, Dimana Ku Cari Ganti. Lagu yang kalau dengar terus nak nangis, tak payah nak kata tunggu luar syurga. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GlaPiPv9wMA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mungkin la faktor peredaran zaman kan. Zaman dulu lain, zaman ni lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or mungkin juga penerimaan pendengar kat lagu-lagu jiwang ni lain-lain ikut personaliti. Aku ni jenis realistic. And bukan jenis menjiwang sangat. Geli mendengornye. Naik bulu roma. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lagu english pon kadang-kadang ngarut. Contoh tu la, Bruno Mars. Tapi english songs ni orang kapir yang nyanyi. Kalau dia nak kata dia tunggu kat syurga or dia rela go through hell untuk orang dia cinta pon kita nak cakap apa, fahaman dorang lain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ntah la. Lain orang lain la citarasa. Tapi kalau secara logic akal, you dont have to be so darn hopeless and stupid when you are in love. Love should make you wiser, smarter and stronger. Not weak, hopeless, clingy and jadi a-cry-baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-2492087611275073415?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/2492087611275073415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=2492087611275073415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2492087611275073415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2492087611275073415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/rant-on-love-song.html' title='rant on love song'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/W908tu3HYZY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1096784417492530140</id><published>2011-11-10T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:59:32.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jatinangor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandung'/><title type='text'>G-day</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lama tak update blog. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long long long story dipendekkan saja la ye, tanggal 8 November 2011 yang lalu, aku dah graduasi!! Woohooo Happy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like seriously happy. Habis!! Finish!! Takde aku nak pening kepala pasal study lagi dah. Altho nanti nak pikir sambung Master ke PhD ke, tapi bagi la aku bernafas jap. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang datang my graduation, of coz la my mom and dad. Adik beradik lain tak dapat join sebab abang and kakak ipar dah start kerja, adik-adik exam. Takpe laaa..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Kak Aimi, Kak Kem and Diba surprise aku kat my graduation day. Dorang datang bawak bunga. Aku nangis weh.. Terharu gila amat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok tu je la. Memang niat nak tulis panjang-panjang tapi penat dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, tahniah kepada diri ku sebab dah habis fasa degree. Sekarang masuk fasa baru iaitu fasa pengangguran. Haha! Tak lama kot. Dah kena panggil interview dah. Takpe, we'll see.. InsyaAllah ada rezeki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semoga selesainya pencarian di Bandung menjadi titik permulaan untuk masa depan yang lebih cerah. Amin!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I include one of my fav pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZWmJCnO_Sk/Trv0WJBLxrI/AAAAAAAAB78/oF13eS58Fck/s400/11%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673396816818456242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak tengok lain, sila ke FB...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : siapa nak join aku tanam anggur? jom la. boleh buat bisnes ribena. hehe&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/4828802007975239735-1096784417492530140?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1096784417492530140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1096784417492530140&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1096784417492530140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1096784417492530140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/11/g-day.html' title='G-day'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZWmJCnO_Sk/Trv0WJBLxrI/AAAAAAAAB78/oF13eS58Fck/s72-c/11%2B%25285%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4165114529032443813</id><published>2011-10-27T02:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T03:01:20.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><title type='text'>iphone vs android vs blackberry</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa aku study, tengok kawan-kawan sekeliling pakai smartphone such as Blackberry and iPhone, hati ku meronta&lt;b&gt; 'MAHUUU'&lt;/b&gt;. Tapi oleh kerana aku ni jenis kena fokus and aim dan goal satu-satu, so aku fokus study dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now dah lulus, boleh la teruskan hajat nak smartphone! Haha! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dah lama mengidam Blackberry. Lama gila ah aku mengidam beri hitam tu. Dan aku aim BB Torch! Aku tengok orang pakai Torch je mata aku bergemerlipan cahaya pengharapan sambil bermonolog dalaman,&lt;b&gt; 'one day, I'll have my own BB &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Torch'&lt;/b&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, bila aku bagitau kawan-kawan aku hajat aku nak beli Torch, semua kata&lt;b&gt; 'JANGAN!! BB tu sampah dowh!!'&lt;/b&gt;. Aik pulak???? And dorang suruh consider beli Android atau iPhone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok meh nak jujur. Sepanjang aku menyaksikan mak aku guna iPhone, dulu iPhone 3G, now dia tukar 4, aku tak pernah terliur dengan iPhone. Why? One word I use to describe iPhone and other Apple product is, &lt;b&gt;RACIST&lt;/b&gt;!!! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why racist?? iPhone dia geng dengan produk Apple je. iPhone geng dengan iPhone. Nak masukkan lagu kena iTunes. Lagi bagus kalau ada Mac. Then apps dia banyak kena beli. Then ada istilah jailbreak. Masa mula-mula kawan aku terangkan jailbreak, aku hampir-hampir ingat sama term dengan Prison Break. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So clearly, aku bukan fan produk Apple. Jus apple aku suka. Produk-produk Mendiang Steve Jobs aku tak minat. Walaupun I have to admit iPhone ni best gak la certain kualiti dia. Camera dia, touch screen dia, sound dia, internet browsing dia, etc. Tapi tu la one thing aku tak gemar, racist!! Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqLhbs7_9oc/TqhXe9OP1VI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8tHgTG6-J_E/s400/iphone_4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667876320387781970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 310px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we back to Blackberry. Kenapa aku nak Blackberry? Well 1st I can say maybe sebab pengaruh rakan sebaya. Tengok semua orang punya fb status semua via Blackberry, wa nak jugak. Haha. And BB ni nampak dewasa and elegan la. And yang paling best tentang BB ialah, BBM dan internet dia. Cheap!! Untuk orang yang rajin on9 FB, Twitter, Blog dll macam aku, sesuai la kan? And kawan-kawan aku banyak gak guna BB. Mostly mereka yang long distance relationship dengan pakwe/makwe masing-masing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi ada satu pasal BB yang aku kurang gemar. Apps dia tak banyak. And BB ni, bak kata kawan aku, kalau takde internet, takde bbm, dia sama taraf macam 3310 je. Sebab kekuatan dia hanya kat BBM and internet. Aiyoo.. Aku memang la bukan penggila apps or games tapi kalau itu je kekuatan dia, macam tak best gak. Then some of my friend yang jadi ex-blackberry-user cakap, BB ni bateri tak tahan, lepas tu keyboard dia cepat worn out. Really? Hummm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, daripada sangat mahu Blackberry, aku jadi was-was dan ragu-ragu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-vNlZJq4Cg/TqhXfECm9BI/AAAAAAAAB7g/vycY1BVppYc/s400/official-blackberry-torch-9800-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667876322218013714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my good friend, The Makihara, he said,&lt;b&gt; 'Android la bagus!!'&lt;/b&gt;. I was like &lt;b&gt;wtf?? Android? Tak ramai orang guna android. Apa yang best android? Bunyi macam old school je.&lt;/b&gt; Then my friend suruh consider beli Samsung Galaxy S2. I was like, &lt;b&gt;Samsung?? Macam jenama TV aku je?? NO!! Taknak yang tak pernah dengar!! Lagipon orang kata adroid best untuk game. Aku bukan nak game sangat. Game pon aku reti main Angry Bird je.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then just now, aku chat dengan kawan-kawan mintak pendapat, one of my friend suruh aku tengok youtube yang compare iPhone 4 and Samsung Galaxy S2. Blackberry is out of the question sebab Blackberry tak boleh challenge dorang berdua. Ok fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HULAMAK!! GILA COOL SAMSUNG GALAXY S2 NI!! Sumpah weyh!!! Haha!! Tak percaya korang pergi la check kat youtube!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang paling best, in the end of the video yang aku tengok, the guy said,&lt;b&gt; 'if you're the 1st time smartphone user, Samsung Galaxy S2 suits you best. Its easy to use, internet browsing is faster than iPhone and theres a lot of apps'&lt;/b&gt;.. Rasa macam dia tengah pujuk aku beli Samsung Galaxy S2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deemmmm!! Tiba-tiba minat android. Tiba-tiba nak Samsung Galaxy S2. Aiseyhhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hZ80WtJxC8/TqhXe_l0foI/AAAAAAAAB7M/T7zdgurZRQg/s400/20110603-Samsung-Galaxy-S2-Best-Deal2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667876321023524482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So now what? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Should I go for Samsung Galaxy S2? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or I should go for the overprice and racist iPhone 4?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or the-only-good-thing-about-it-is-cheap-internet-and-BBM Blackberry Torch?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And please jangan suggest beli semua melainkan korang yakin aku ni berak duit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pendapats everybody!! Help me buy my 1st smartphone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : im currently using Nokia Xpress Music 5730 yang selalu hang T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-4165114529032443813?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/4165114529032443813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=4165114529032443813&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4165114529032443813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4165114529032443813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/iphone-vs-android-vs-blackberry.html' title='iphone vs android vs blackberry'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqLhbs7_9oc/TqhXe9OP1VI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8tHgTG6-J_E/s72-c/iphone_4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5271650720132945122</id><published>2011-10-23T07:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T08:29:36.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>the day i officially dapat kakak</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semalam, 22 Oktober 2011, selesai lah sudah majlis pernikahan abang aku dan wanita pilihan dia. Alhamdulillah syukur, everything went smoothly. Masjid baru dah dibina. Semoga Allah meredhai dan kurniakan kebahagian di dunia dan di akhirat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak cerita la sikit-sikit ye. Hehe. Kalau rajin baca lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night before, Jumaat malam, mak ayah aku buat kenduri kesyukuran. Untuk abang aku, sempena dah jadi Engineer MAS dan nak kahwin, untuk aku jugak, sempena dah dapat degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa after Isyak, aku turun ke majlis untuk bacaan Yasin. Aku pakai jubah hitam labuh yang membuatkan aku nampak kurus sampai semua makcik-makcik kata &lt;b&gt;'Nurul, u look good'&lt;/b&gt;. Haha. Then bila ayah aku bagi ucapan,&lt;b&gt; 'Buat kenduri ni sempena anak-anak saya, blablablabla, anak saya yang second, yang study kat Bandung tu, dah lulus, blablabla'&lt;/b&gt;, then ramai la makcik-makcik datang kat aku cakap tahniah lalu nak peluk cium aku. Aku rela je la. Tapi, tiba-tiba aku teringat,&lt;b&gt; 'eh aku tak pakai perfume!! nanti orang nak cium tak wangi pulak'&lt;/b&gt;.. So I ran upstairs, to my room and sembur sikit minyak wangi Guilty Gucci aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila dah sudah, nak turun tangga, I saw my bro is trying on kopiah kat tangga. Then he saw me and said &lt;b&gt;'besar la kopiah ni, malas la pakai'&lt;/b&gt;. Then kami turun tangga sesama. On the way down, I said to my brother,&lt;b&gt; 'Bang Mat, tahniah awal-awal from Nurul ye'&lt;/b&gt;. He said thank you. Then suddently I felt like crying and I asked him to give me a hug. Haha. Then we hugged for a while, I cry silently. Thingking that I'd lost my brother tomorrow. Bukan hilang abang, hilang kebiasaan yang selalu kami ada. Nanti dia dah ada keluarga, nothing will ever be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done hugging, kami turun sesama dan selesaikan majlis kenduri kesyukuran tu... That is the 'moment' of me and my brother. Before tidur, I told myself tomorrow, walaupun sayu, I have to be happy for my brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esoknya, with &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Im not sure berapa kereta*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; konvoi ke Klang, rumah kakak ipar aku. Majlis pernikahan pon start. My bro look handsome with baju melayu putih cream and my kakak ipar is soooo ayu with baju kurung moden &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*i think its baju kurung moden*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; same colour. Ustad tu bagi ceramah dulu sikit then my bro disuruh istighfar dan selawat dan mengucap. Then he shaked his father in law's hand then start la &lt;b&gt;'aku nikahkan kau blablabla'&lt;/b&gt;, then my bro cakap &lt;b&gt;'aku terima nikah, blablabla'&lt;/b&gt;. Twice, sebab 1st time my bro said 'aku terima nikahnya'. Sepatutnya takde 'nya'. The second time, tok kadi kata SAH, saksi kata SAH SAH SAH SAH, doa. Alhamdulillah...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind my brother was his good friends here kat Taman Ehsan. Behind his friends was my mom and dad. I saw my mom cried the whole time. And when my bro lafazkan nikah, I saw her tears coming down so teruk sampai dia tekup muka kat my dad's arm. And my dad said &lt;b&gt;'aishh dah la tuuuu'&lt;/b&gt;. Its so sayuuu. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03EinFYkELA/TqNbnuu_loI/AAAAAAAAB68/Z0zY7bx3bvQ/s400/DSC01055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666473494280377986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sad mommy and the cool-but-donno-what-he-feels-deep-down daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CzwtgnCixg0/TqNbIULwDhI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/xqCXwtib6fg/s400/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666472954577292818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nk4WQyAMBOA/TqNbJFMO3VI/AAAAAAAAB6o/t6ytfF7P6gI/s400/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666472967732649298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and one and only brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then done majlis pernikahan, We went to my uncle's house untuk tukar baju for majlis perkahwinan. Tema pengantin perempuan is golden tapi aku pakai baju pink. Bagussss sangat! Majlis perkahwinan macam biasa la. Takde istiadat tabur menabur. Only pelamin for my bro and his wife to sit and tangkap gambar. After 2jam, pihak laki semua minta diri untuk pulang. Tinggal la my bro kat sana with his wife and new family....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UNmcFN_LTQ/TqNbH7k-bLI/AAAAAAAAB6A/232E1W4vWtg/s400/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666472947972205746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UHy64eG9HwQ/TqNbKRLvb0I/AAAAAAAAB6w/DNMtyyEfAA4/s400/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666472988131684162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra and our cousin, Ayin, jadi flower girl yang comeyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu lah ceritanya. Some of you might pelik why nak nangis-nangis, kahwin je pon. Haha. My brother is the first child in the family. Also the only boy in the family. So, mak aku macam seriau sikit kenang anak laki yang selalu dia harapkan dah kahwin and akan busy dengan keluarga baru, macam hilang tempat bergantung. Haha. Tapi takkan taknak bagi abang aku kahwin pulak kan? Sampai waktu sampai seru sampai jodoh kena la bagi kahwin and hope for the best. Im sure my bro will always be a good son and a loving husband. InsyaAllah, nanti akan jadi loving father pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats the story of the day I dapat kakak ipar. It was a happy day altho tears always keluar. but its happy tears. Takpe. My sister in law is amazing you know. So, wa chill je.. Hihi. And my vow to my sister in law is, I will NOT jadi ipar yang cam siot. Yelah sebab kadang-kadang kita dengar cerita rumahtangga porak peranda sebab ipar. Haha. So dont worry Kak Mun. I will become a very good sister in law. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATIONS,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mohd Badri Riza Bin Bakri and Siti Munirah bt Che Haludin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side story...... Aku buat tayar kereta Mers aku masuk pasir lembik!!! Hahaha.. Aku nak parking. I cant find any good place to park. I saw tanah kosong. Aku tengok pasir-pasir tu ada batu atas-atas dia, so I bet the sand is good and tak lembik. Sekali, tayar stuck dalam pasir tu. Damn!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So aku  biar je la kereta kat situ. Went to the wedding ceremony dengan hati cuak ayah aku marah. I went to tell him, but ayah aku senyum je cakap takpe. He's in a good mood la tu, dapat menantu. And sebab, aku buat deal dgn dia. Oleh kerana aku dah bagi dia degree, dia tak boleh marah aku seminggu. Tu pasal agaknya dia tak marah!! Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila kami nak balik, ayah aku try reverse kereta, tak dapat. Orang-orang tolak pon tak bergerak kereta tu. Tiba-tiba datang sorang pakcik yang ada kereta 4 wheel drive. Dia kata dia boleh tolong tarik kereta from pasir tu. And after 2 kali try, kereta aku akhirnya keluar from pasir lembik tu. Alhamdulillah!!!! Aku lari pergi kat pakcik tu and cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'Pakcik, terima kasih pakcik. Saya yang buat tu pakcik. Haha. Thanks ye pakcik, Allah je mampu balas'&lt;/b&gt;. Pakcik tu senyum je cakap welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bi09-PubZIc/TqNbIMH9UnI/AAAAAAAAB6I/3KH4Q7aKfLY/s400/DSC01143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666472952413901426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I DID THIS! hahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Itu je nak cerita. Bangun subuh pagi tadi, aku berazam, I may not dapat ganti tempat abang, but I will try to jadi as useful as my bro to my mom sampai my mom sayang benor nak lepaskan abang. Haha. Biar mak aku alihkan tempat bergantung dia kat aku pulak. Yelah, selama ni aku duk jauh sebab study jauh. Ni dah habis study, boleh la berbakti kat mak ayah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doakan kebahagiaan abang and kakak ipar aku ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : kepada yang kenal aku and tahu rumah aku, jemput datang majlis perkahwinan sambut menantu kat belah laki ye. 30 Oktober. &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/4828802007975239735-5271650720132945122?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5271650720132945122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5271650720132945122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5271650720132945122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5271650720132945122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-i-officially-dapat-kakak.html' title='the day i officially dapat kakak'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03EinFYkELA/TqNbnuu_loI/AAAAAAAAB68/Z0zY7bx3bvQ/s72-c/DSC01055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-768114999679795894</id><published>2011-10-17T19:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:27:55.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNPAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jatinangor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>4 tahun 2 bulan</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awas! : entry ni panjang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aih!! Bersawang dah blog aku ni!! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku puasa internet dan dunia luar sebenarnya. Sebab nak Sidang @ Final Exam ma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, tadi, Sidang aku dah tamat. And aku LULUS. Syukur Alhamdulillah.....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lulus bukan sebarang lulus. LULUS dah boleh balik Malaysia for good!! Yeay!! Syukur!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh nak cerita story aku from Kolokuim (read my previous entry untuk tahu apa itu kolokium) sampai sidang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidang aku hari ni (17 Oktober) dimana aku duduk dihadapan 4 orang lecturers dari department Pharmacology, Pharmaceutical, Chemical Analysis dan Pharmacognosy dan dorang akan tanya soalan-soalan random pasal Pharmacy di Universitas Padjadjaran ni. So kiranya aku kena cover balik 4 tahun punya pelajaran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku cuak tak terkata wa cakap. Tapi aku dah mengalami emotional breakdown selama seminggu, so pada sidang ni, aku tekad aku akan tabah dan senyum sepanjang masa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depan lecturers, aku senyum, aku jawab mana soalan yang aku tau, kalau taktau aku try gak jawab, then bila tamat 45minit, aku keluar from bilik sidang dengan hati yang luruh hancur lebur kerana aku tak rasa aku excel. Aku risau sangat. Tapi aku keep on tenang and baca segala doa yang terlintas. Paling selalu aku baca ialah &lt;b&gt;'rabbi yassir walaa tu'assir ya kareem'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then nama aku diumumkan sebagai salah satu pelajar yang lulus. Bila dengar nama aku tu, hati aku macam berhenti. Literally skip a beat. Kalau lulus maksudnya dah selesai la pencarian kat sini! Ya Allah!! SYUKUR!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku menangis tak berhenti. Daripada time nama aku diumumkan sampai aku balik rumah, sampai aku call mak ayah, sampai aku call abang, sampai aku update status fb, aku menangis tanda syukur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah ceritanya. Tamatlah sudah pencarian Degree in Pharmacy kat Universitas Padjadjaran ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind the scene... Aku stress sangat masa 10 hari sebelum sidang. Sangat. Aku nangis, aku dapat panic attack, call mak aku nangis, baca kawan bagi nasihat aku nangis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then yang paling sucks, aku ni kalau stress, badan aku ikut sakit. Sepanjang minggu, aku ada masalah perut. Perut aku sentiasa sakit. Bila lapar sakit, bila kenyang pon sakit dan rasa nak muntah. Dan asyik burppp memanjang. Kemudian eczema aku naik. Badan aku merah-merah sebab eczema was triggered by stress. Then tulang belakang aku sakit. Study sambil duduk atas kerusi sakit, study sambil baring pon sakit.. Macam-macam!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi syukur, aku ada family yang best dan rakan-rakan yang baik. Mama asyik tenangkan aku. Kawan-kawan yang aku pilih aku luahkan perasaan semua bagi dorongan dan kata semangat yang membakar hati dan buat aku kembali senyum. Syukur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan hari ni, eventhough I did it, its me yang lulus and its me yang akan graduation dan have a degree of pharmacy in my hand, its all because of my family and friends. Dimana tanpa mereka, I'd be lost.....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syukur alhamdulillah. Betul la kata-kata hikmah, Allah bersama orang yang berusaha dan bersabar. Allah takkan sia-siakan ketabahan hambaNya. Tak ada yang Allah jadikan itu sia-sia. Kepada Dia je kita mampu berserah. Allah saja yang boleh membantu bila kita dalam kesusahan. Allah tahu apa yang terbaik buat hambaNya. Susunan takdir Allah itu ada sebabnya. He's always there....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia selitkan susah sebelum bahagia supaya kita tahu bahawa ada hikmah disebalik setiap sekaan air mata.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia selitkan resah dalam harapan, agar kita sedar betapa pentingnya berusaha dan iringi usaha itu dengan doa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dalam perjuangan, Dia selitkan penat, agar kita tahu nilai istiqamah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subhanallah, thank you Allah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah cerita bagaimana tamatnya pencarian selama 4tahun 2bulan ni. Banyak kenangan suka duka, banyaknya duka. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Takde apa dah aku nak cakap. Aku terlampau happy dan bersyukur, speechless jadinya. Cuma aku sungguh-sungguh nak cakap thanks, kat SEMUA yang selama ni bagi semangat. Terima kasih!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berikut merupakan print screen from Kata Pengantar kat thesis aku yang bertajuk &lt;b&gt;'Formulasi Sediaan Masker Wajah Kombinasi Madu Putih, Ekstrak Daun Lidah Buaya dan Tepung Putih Telur'&lt;/b&gt;. Mereka-meraka ni always there for me, dari awal sampai akhir. But for those yang nama takde tertaip, nama korang dekat number 10 ye. Aku cuma tak mampu nak tulis satu-satu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzx-Tjag9og/Tpwou_f94SI/AAAAAAAAB5o/dzMvJVv67Yk/s400/kat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664447219109847330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px; " /&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;And gambar dibawah ni yang buat aku tak berhenti menangis. Sebab aku tau, kejayaan aku, baik yang kecil dan yang besar, semua datang from beliau. Even aku datang from beliau. Beliau always there untuk aku nangis dan gembira dan segalanya. And doa beliau yang tak putus-putus yang membantu aku. Kerana doa beliau untuk aku adalah tanpa hijab. Terus diangkat ke langit dan dimakbulkan oleh Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QTvlfoyOPR8/Tpwo4FM7a2I/AAAAAAAAB50/DQ3rJus8G6s/s1600/mama.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QTvlfoyOPR8/Tpwo4FM7a2I/AAAAAAAAB50/DQ3rJus8G6s/s400/mama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664447375259429730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 185px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool kan mak aku? Beliau ingat lagi lagu yang beliau selalu nyanyi untuk aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Btw, family call me Aool. Nama pelat untuk 'kak nurul'. Hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang paling gembira sebenarnya ialah hati sungguh bahagia apabila berjaya buat mak ayah bangga dan gembira. Sungguh. My daddy hantar mesej&lt;b&gt; 'Im so proud of you. You're my girl'&lt;/b&gt;. And aku call daddy aku and asked &lt;b&gt;'you proud of me daddy?'&lt;/b&gt; and he said&lt;b&gt; 'I always have darling'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku nangis tak berlagu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kejayaan ni untuk mereka. Yang banyak berkorban tulang empat kerat mereka untuk aku. Syukur ya Allah. Kau beri aku peluang untuk aku bahagiakan ibu dan ayah ku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, this Khamis &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*20th okt*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Im going back home for my brother's weeding ceremony on the 22nd Oct and 30th Oct. Syukur, dapat degree, dapat kakak ipar, syukurrr... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then aku akan balik semua ke Bandung untuk graduation aku pada 8th Nov. Then aku akan pulang ke Malaysia, FOR GOOD! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak cakap banyak pon dah tak cukup ruang. Aku cuma mampu ucap syukur dalam setiap sujudku....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarjana Farmasi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syukur..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : terima kasih juga kepada ucapan 'congrats' yang tak putus-putus di FB :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-768114999679795894?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/768114999679795894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=768114999679795894&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/768114999679795894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/768114999679795894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-tahun-2-bulan.html' title='4 tahun 2 bulan'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzx-Tjag9og/Tpwou_f94SI/AAAAAAAAB5o/dzMvJVv67Yk/s72-c/kat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1832888845587688630</id><published>2011-10-10T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T11:03:32.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><title type='text'>entry paling simple</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nak cakap sikit je. Siiiiiikiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;STRESS OI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&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;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUbRzIZgygg/TpJfXhQzKaI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/wjjxQMiHQcI/s400/images.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 217px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661692539228596642" /&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;Told ya. Nak cakap SIKIT je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah!! Come on Balqis!! Lets be a super-girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqN_HNpXmEQ/TpJfX_2FqRI/AAAAAAAAB5g/OmovlyyZmpc/s400/anxiety%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661692547438061842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on!! SIKIT je lagi!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dikesempatan ni nak minta maaf kat kawan-kawan, kalau aku ada buat silap kat korang. Mak aku cakap, kalau nak exam, minta maaf kat kawan-kawan. So, sorry ye. And please pray for me. LULUS dengan cemerlang!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekian..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : its ok, its alright..come on balqis, fight fight fight! go balqis!! &lt;b&gt;*jadi cheerleader kat diri sendiri*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-1832888845587688630?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1832888845587688630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1832888845587688630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1832888845587688630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1832888845587688630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/entry-paling-simple.html' title='entry paling simple'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUbRzIZgygg/TpJfXhQzKaI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/wjjxQMiHQcI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8035407572793789619</id><published>2011-10-03T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:53:12.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNPAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>The Beauty Behind Shukr</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kolokium (perbentangan thesis) telah berjaya aku lalui. Alhamdulillah. Let me tell you a funny story about my kolokium. Funny and dapat pengajaran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku memang NAK hari Isnin. Sebab for me lagi awal lagi bagus. Walaupun hati cuak sebab awal sangat, tapi aku gembira bila tengok nama aku ada kat jadual hari Isnin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benda kedua aku nak ialah, aku nak jadi orang 1st atau last yang bentang thesis. Aku sangat-sangat taknak jadi orang ke-3 atau ke-4 atau ke-5. Why? Sebab jadi orang tengah-tengah sangat tak best. Time tu tengah peak. Lecturer bersemangat nak tanya, student yang jadi audience pon ramai. Sumpah tak best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nak jadi orang pertama or terakhir yang present sebab, kalau jadi orang pertama, audience ramai tak datang lagi, lecturer pon ada yang still on the way. So jadi 1st tu macam best. Jadi last PALING best! Sebab bila dah petang, dah last, lecturer cam dah penat nak bertanya. Audience pon takkan ada yang nak bertanya sebab dorang pon dah muak dengar presentation. Dorang nak balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, bila tengok list nama ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;si polan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;si pulun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;si polin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nurul Balqis Riza Bt Bakri&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;si pilon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;si popolanlan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*nama diatas bukan nama sebenar kecuali nama aku*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku sempat berkata&lt;b&gt; 'OH DAMN!!!'&lt;/b&gt; bila aku tengok aku orang ke-4. Bila bagitau mak aku, beliau kata&lt;b&gt; 'redha je la. ada hikmah tu nanti'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku pon redha je la. Aku tak dapat apa aku harapkan. Aku fikir, ada la sebab Tuhan takdirkan aku number ke-4. Maybe ada hikmah. Syukur je la walaupun number 4. Asalkan ada nama sudah. Kalau tiba-tiba dalam jadual takde nama aku, lagi susah. So takpe la. Syukur je la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And betul. Apa yang Tuhan takdirkan tu la yang paling baik. Seriously :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sedang aku menggelabah tunggu turn aku yang ke-4, kawan ke-3 tengah present, aku tak berhenti baca Alam Nasyrah and selawat banyak-banyak bagi hati aku tenang. Tapi honestly hati aku dup-dap-dup-dap sampai aku rasa aku dengar heart beat aku. Haha saiko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba, lecturer aku panggil. Dia cakap &lt;b&gt;'Balqis. Kamu presentasi yang terakhir aja ya. Soalnya dosen pembimbing si pilon sama si popolanlan mau pulang awal'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT??? Syukur alhamdulillah...... Dapat jadi yang last. Aku dapat apa yang aku hajati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And betul. Jadi last best sebab lecturer dah rasa malas nak tanya banyak-banyak. Jam dah menunjukkan pukul 4, so dorang minimumkan seorang lecturer 2 soalan. And alhamdulillah soalan dorang semua aku boleh jawab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Betul artikel kat ILuvIslam yang aku baca. Kalau kita bersyukur, walaupun dapat apa yang kita sebenarnya taknak, and kita redha dengan apa Allah bagi, insyaAllah, Allah akan bagi yang lebih baik and lebih best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope urusan aku disenangkan macam ni oleh Allah sampai Sidang (sejenis oral exam yang super creepy). Amin....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : entry agak skema dan tidak sengal. maaf readers. the owner of this blog is focusing on her studies and future right now. please pray for her.... thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pp/ss : her is me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-8035407572793789619?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8035407572793789619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8035407572793789619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8035407572793789619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8035407572793789619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/10/beauty-behind-shukr.html' title='The Beauty Behind Shukr'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4475823431193819496</id><published>2011-09-26T00:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T01:34:56.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>AWKWARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak cakap pasal 'The Awkward Moment'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semua orang akan rasa the awkward moment ni. Moment dimana untuk satu-dua-tiga-empa-lima saat kita tergamam sebab rasa awkward. Pehe dop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to talk about my awkward moment yang aku rasa kita semua boleh relate. Oleh kerana banyak sangat awkward moment, aku pilih yang general la eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYl7m_F3FEE/Tn9e43MYS9I/AAAAAAAAB5I/qZIrErhctcI/s1600/Untitled.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYl7m_F3FEE/Tn9e43MYS9I/AAAAAAAAB5I/qZIrErhctcI/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656343987982191570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always happen to me. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe kalau orang tengok aku dari belakang, then bila aku turn, dorang pon mengalami awkward moment ni. Huhu..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-piKpm0OVqWY/Tn9e4xnw-gI/AAAAAAAAB5A/QhdCySzr8zs/s1600/9.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 79px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-piKpm0OVqWY/Tn9e4xnw-gI/AAAAAAAAB5A/QhdCySzr8zs/s400/9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656343986486442498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selalu la sangat terjadi kat aku. Beria cari dalam handbag. Sekali pegang peha kat poket, ceh..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Takpon selok poket kat butt, kat situ rupanya hangphone. Cehhhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTgDtoW0qK0/Tn9e4h3tNBI/AAAAAAAAB44/ar8Mt01MXg4/s1600/8.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTgDtoW0qK0/Tn9e4h3tNBI/AAAAAAAAB44/ar8Mt01MXg4/s1600/8.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTgDtoW0qK0/Tn9e4h3tNBI/AAAAAAAAB44/ar8Mt01MXg4/s400/8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656343982258336786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baru je terjadi kat aku. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ada budak Twinning Program (TWP) kat UNPAD ni yang baru masuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selalu je aku nampak kat Bale 1 tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And nampak je yang cute, aku cakap, &lt;b&gt;'wah mamat tu kacak!'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then barulah teringat aku ni dah 22. Manakala mereka tu baru 19.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FML....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6axA5d3ITZE/Tn9ddkAwBWI/AAAAAAAAB4w/EnU5gr6T0_0/s1600/6.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 84px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6axA5d3ITZE/Tn9ddkAwBWI/AAAAAAAAB4w/EnU5gr6T0_0/s400/6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656342419465045346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah..... Really awkward kalau ni terjadi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And perkara ni sangat selalu terjadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geeessshhh..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0d8z8zBi4E/Tn9ddSHvxpI/AAAAAAAAB4o/uOtHRhyWk_c/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0d8z8zBi4E/Tn9ddSHvxpI/AAAAAAAAB4o/uOtHRhyWk_c/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0d8z8zBi4E/Tn9ddSHvxpI/AAAAAAAAB4o/uOtHRhyWk_c/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656342414662551186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni kira awkward moment ke? Mungkin kot sebab time tu kita tengah sakit hati dengan A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiba-tiba si A datang lalu tanya,&lt;b&gt; 'ko kenapa masam mencuka?'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rasa cam nak tuang je cuka kat muka dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hiFTrbtJjPg/Tn9ddfDouUI/AAAAAAAAB4g/yzZ4H8bVez4/s1600/4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hiFTrbtJjPg/Tn9ddfDouUI/AAAAAAAAB4g/yzZ4H8bVez4/s1600/4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hiFTrbtJjPg/Tn9ddfDouUI/AAAAAAAAB4g/yzZ4H8bVez4/s400/4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656342418134972738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha selalu nampak ni kat status orang. &lt;b&gt;*status sendiri jugak kadang-kadang*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau tanya soalan or survey tapi takde siapa jawab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rasa macam terdengar bunyi cengkerik........~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPibaC3K874/Tn9ddOQAG6I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/SfyhCtu6qdA/s1600/3.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPibaC3K874/Tn9ddOQAG6I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/SfyhCtu6qdA/s1600/3.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPibaC3K874/Tn9ddOQAG6I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/SfyhCtu6qdA/s400/3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656342413623434146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is very-very awkward..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xL8A7j2Vh8Y/Tn9ddLLVqMI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/j6GOYwQ9Szs/s1600/2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xL8A7j2Vh8Y/Tn9ddLLVqMI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/j6GOYwQ9Szs/s1600/2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 84px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xL8A7j2Vh8Y/Tn9ddLLVqMI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/j6GOYwQ9Szs/s400/2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656342412798568642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni bukan sahaja awkward, malah menyakitkan hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu je yang aku boleh fikirkan sekarang ni. Kalau korang ada awkward moment korang sendiri, sila la kongsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas kongsi, meh tengok video ni....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="233"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5__rFK07pGI?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5__rFK07pGI?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="233" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku suka nasihat Ryan ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awkwardness happens to everyone. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its just the matter of how you react to it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dont feel embarrassed, own it! Laugh at it! Enjoy it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will never have another awkward situation again..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from now on, kalau aku menggelabah cari hp aku yang aku ingat hilang, then bila aku jumpa, aku akan buat cool lalu gelakkkk..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way, speaking about awkward, ada tv series baru yang bertajuk &lt;b&gt;AWKWARD&lt;/b&gt;. Sangat la best and kelakar dan hanya 175mb @ 20minutes satu siri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highly recommended untuk didownload dan difollow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VS0nXfARMME/Tn9jLjzSriI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/fx_meaZe1-A/s400/awkward.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656348707240717858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 190px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AWKWARD. A funny tv series..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chow!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-4475823431193819496?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/4475823431193819496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=4475823431193819496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4475823431193819496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4475823431193819496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/awkward.html' title='AWKWARD'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYl7m_F3FEE/Tn9e43MYS9I/AAAAAAAAB5I/qZIrErhctcI/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8232671956287080031</id><published>2011-09-22T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T20:11:52.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNPAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jatinangor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Eavesdropping is fun!!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warning : Entry ni agak panjang coz it is a true story. And maybe korang tak faham sikit apa aku cakap dalam entry ni. Tapi takpe. Baca je la eh. Hehe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a good day for me. Alhamdulillah, I have submitted all the requirements for Kolokium. I feel so, lega!! After this Kolokium then Sidang then I can go back to Malaysia and never return to this God-forsaken-place!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my baby scooter, from faculty, I went to the ATM at Gerbang. After withdraw small amount of cash, I went to the garden in front the ATM and sit there for a awhile. I really want to celebrate this small success with somebody. But with who? All my close friends dah balik Malaysia. Haih..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAFKtKGkRPc/Tnr3nhzSmnI/AAAAAAAAB3w/0XK9BwlBAAs/s400/220920112448.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655104540577536626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ATM yang aku taktau apa pasal dorang buat tiang warna oren tu camtu. Buruk aih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Btw, nampak tak skuter biru yang cute tu? Tu skuter aku la tu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQ74ijYJV4M/Tnr3n5r5LuI/AAAAAAAAB34/1r02bsARrRg/s400/220920112447.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655104546988961506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garden depan ATM. Kalau malam lawa jugak sebab ada lampu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sit there alone thinking what to do next, where should I go, home or mall, what should I eat for lunch, Nasi Gila or Nasi Padang, suddenly I realize I sit kat angkut-stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell is angkut stop? Haha. Angkut -stop is tempat tunggu angkut. Angkut is sejenis transport kat Indo ni. And angkut dalam U aku adalah free untuk semua student. Kalau naik angkut ni, then dah tiba kat destinasi yang ingin dituju, cara nak suruh driver tu stop ialah dengan cakap 'KIRI AK!!'. Kena jerit sikit sebab driver angkut ni kadang-kadang suka mengelamun dan agak pekak &lt;i&gt;*sukati-sukati aku je tuduh pekak haha*&lt;/i&gt;. Route dia pulak memang dah diset dia akan lalu semua fakulti dalam U aku ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Angkut dalam U aku ada 3 jenis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1, yang sangat buruk!! Macam mini van yang angkut sayur.&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;takde gambar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&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, angkut yang agak besar and boleh la nak kata selesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41J0tHm7qFE/Tnr3nSy3FZI/AAAAAAAAB3o/uS8tr2002LU/s400/220920112449.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655104536549201298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ketiga, angkut yang besar gedabak! Aku panggil lori. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QW_hpW66c9I/Tnr3n8AGnBI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Cbz6O3uAsNc/s400/220920112445.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655104547610598418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9JvryZ8u_E/Tnr3oPreHCI/AAAAAAAAB4I/FGeKcPD0K9w/s400/220920112446.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655104552892767266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pernah pergi zoo tak? Pernah tak naik lori kecil yang bawa kita jalan-jalan sekeliling zoo? Camtu la bentuk lori angkut ni. Ada dua gerabak. Kalau nak turun tekan loceng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku tak sure nama dia apa, kita panggil 'lori angkut' je la eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pernah naik angkut buruk dan angkut lawa tapi aku &lt;b&gt;TAK PERNAH&lt;/b&gt; naik lori angkut ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba datang satu idea gila!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nak try la naik lori angkut ni. Skuter aku dah ter'park' elok kat ATM. Selamat kot. Nanti lori angkut ni akan lalu Gerbang balik sebab ni last station dia. Aku terus bangun from kerusi then berlari anak ke arah lori angkut yang still tengah tunggu students. Aku pilih tempat duduk belakang sekali! Uish luas dowh!! Best nye!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita, bila tiba di FIKOM (Fakultas Ilmu Komunikasi), naik lah seorang laki dan seorang perempuan. Dorang duduk sebelah aku. Time tu gerabak belakang takde orang sangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita jugak, dorang ni couple rupanya. Macam mana aku tau? Sebab dorang gadoh!! Haha. I saw the girl's eyes are watery and the nose is red. The guy seems upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berbekalkan ilmu bahasa Indonesia aku yang takde la hebat tapi boleh lah tahan, aku pon eavesdropping la. Haha!! Dorang cakap takde la kuat sangat but they sit very near to me, so, yeah, I heard almost everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From what I heard, the girl is very upset because her boyfriend went out with his ex-girlfriend. Because I heard the girl said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'&lt;/i&gt;tega kamu ya keluar ama dia. kamu udah janji Fin kamu ga akan keluar ama dia lagi&lt;i&gt;'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think the boy's name if Fin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;. And the boy replied,&lt;b&gt; 'ga berdua deh. sama temen lain. kamu ni ga ngerti ya? udah la aku pusing nihh'&lt;/b&gt;. Ahhhh, wrong choice of words bro. Wronggg. You should just apologize, tak payah jelaskannnn.. &lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im mentally menyebok masa dengar pergaduhan dorang ni. haha!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After accusing and defending blablabla, the girl tiba-tiba cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'kamu bikin aku kecewa Fin. mantan aku ga pernah bikin aku kecewa begini'&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;*BODOH!!!! I shouted, in my head of course. Awat comparekan dengan ex ko lak?? Nak mamposs? Thats a big NO in a relationship!!!*&lt;/i&gt;. Then the boy said, &lt;b&gt;'kalau begitu kamu kembali aja sama mantan kamu. ya udah'&lt;/b&gt;. Terus that boy tekan loceng. Bila lori angkut tu stop, dia turun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha sudah!!!! Padahal time tu belum sampai Gerbang lagi. Jauh lagi nak sampai Gerbang. Time tu dekat Fakulti Penternakan kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girl dah nangis teresak-esak dah. Then I saw her reached her phone and aku dengar dia macam kata nak jumpa kawan dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba aku rasa guilty sebab eavesdropping. Taktau la girl tu tahu ke tak aku dengar perbualan dia. Kalau dia tahu, mesti dia segan dengan aku. So aku pura-pura la main handphone. Haha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah sampai Gerbang, aku nampak girl tu pergi duduk kat satu bangku simen yang ada kat situ. Aku berkira-kira, nak follow tak dia ni untuk eavesdropping lagi or pergi kat skuter aku lalu balik rumah. Hummm. Kalau aku balik rumah, aku bosan. Kalau aku stalk girl ni, aku bakal menyaksikan drama hebat. Mana satu pilihan hati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naluri untuk menyebok tak dapat aku pendam. Aku nak pergi eavesdropping lagi. Tapi takkan tiba-tiba nak follow dia dari belakang pastu duduk sebelah dia kan? Aku pon dapat idea gila. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pretend I got a phone call and pretend bercakap dalam phone and my words are&lt;b&gt; 'aku tunggu ko kat taman kat depan atm ni. kat gerbang ni. tempat tunggu angkut. aku tunggu kat bangku simen tau'&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;*padahal time tu semua bangku simen!!! hahahaha*&lt;/i&gt;. And I choose bangku simen sebelah girl tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam 15minit, kawan girl tu datang. Then the girl cried to her friend cakap dia nak pacar dia udah putus blablabla, dia brengsek blablabla, dia tipu aku blablabla. Nak je aku cakap,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;'hello woman. yang ko bodoh sangat pergi compare tu siapa suruh?'.... Tapi aku pendam je dalam hati. Im mentally giving my opinion. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after awhile, aku start rasa diri aku tak normal sebab menyebok hal orang sampai psiko begitu sekali. Lalu aku menapak ke skuter aku yang di'park depan ATM tadi. Bila nampak skuter aku masih ada &lt;i&gt;*maksudnya tak dicuri*&lt;/i&gt;, aku naik skuter lalu berkata,&lt;b&gt; 'jom la balik rumah baby. akak dah puas tengok sinteron hari ni'&lt;/b&gt;. Hahaha!! &lt;i&gt;* I call my skuter Baby and I always talk to my baby skuter. Yes Im a bit crazy*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampai rumah, bibik aku pelik tengok aku tersengih-sengih. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pengajaran aku dapat untuk aku gunakan dimasa hadapan ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau gaduh, jangan kat public. Orang penyebok cam aku ni suka dengar. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buat apa nak keluar lagi dengan ex? Current bf/gf mestilah bengang. Duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau gaduh, jangan bangkitkan hal ex. Tak kira la saja nak cabar ke saja nak sakitkan hati dia ke, jangan!! Mendatangkan maut!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu je kot. Taktau la aku pengajaran lain. Yang aku tau, aku dapat tengok drama free hari ni. Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : aku bukan penyebok. thats normally not me. cuma aku taktau la apa yang rasuk aku tadi sampai jadi saiko macam tu. haha tapi worth it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s lagi : semua gambar diambil selepas kejadian 'sinetron' terjadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-8232671956287080031?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8232671956287080031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8232671956287080031&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8232671956287080031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8232671956287080031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/eavesdropping-is-fun.html' title='Eavesdropping is fun!!'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAFKtKGkRPc/Tnr3nhzSmnI/AAAAAAAAB3w/0XK9BwlBAAs/s72-c/220920112448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8367528514005682031</id><published>2011-09-17T22:04:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T00:21:07.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Heart</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this at 9GAG. I edit it a bit so it can fit in here. Read these photos carefully. It is very sweet and ada banyak pengajaran. Seriously..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAIT!! Untuk lebih feeling, tengok and fahamkan gambar-gambar ni sambil dengar lagu ni. Highly recommended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="301"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhg3lBGFeac?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhg3lBGFeac?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="301" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ty5DNhGOd7U/TnSqy-y0fII/AAAAAAAAB2Q/_4Dda693nnM/s400/1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331225083149442" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ItL4ZGr3RYQ/TnSqy7VKPWI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/PHIhdHrEwHM/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331224153439586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxxRC-RgayY/TnSqzGGGBbI/AAAAAAAAB2g/nda0G7Gkrew/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331227043038642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNzpa8z3fow/TnSqzULd6DI/AAAAAAAAB2o/SEG2vMzS99Y/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNzpa8z3fow/TnSqzULd6DI/AAAAAAAAB2o/SEG2vMzS99Y/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331230823671858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ue_3qeJDsMo/TnSqzcSsdFI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Lml78vLibI4/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ue_3qeJDsMo/TnSqzcSsdFI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Lml78vLibI4/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331233001469010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MnGD6BQc1Kw/TnSrefQ4Y5I/AAAAAAAAB24/dWVyqqsJw6E/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331972533543826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AVf4dXyL9uQ/TnSrecAAN3I/AAAAAAAAB3A/l1x735LzLTo/s1600/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AVf4dXyL9uQ/TnSrecAAN3I/AAAAAAAAB3A/l1x735LzLTo/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331971657447282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 384px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6kyVoFPX0iA/TnSremCMn-I/AAAAAAAAB3I/mPSlFessD_c/s1600/8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6kyVoFPX0iA/TnSremCMn-I/AAAAAAAAB3I/mPSlFessD_c/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331974351003618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KfYw8toV9DQ/TnSreoEYTtI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/iEsGePdXZww/s1600/9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KfYw8toV9DQ/TnSreoEYTtI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/iEsGePdXZww/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331974897028818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeqrUXoh2rE/TnSre2YE-rI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/LZzF8aKqsBI/s1600/10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeqrUXoh2rE/TnSre2YE-rI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/LZzF8aKqsBI/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653331978737744562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 344px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3ieJ-SpJZg/TnSsm5scmUI/AAAAAAAAB3g/CiSQx6OtxtA/s1600/11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3ieJ-SpJZg/TnSsm5scmUI/AAAAAAAAB3g/CiSQx6OtxtA/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653333216579066178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Understand? No? Ok let me summarize it for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is a boy who thought he has found his soulmate. So he gave her his whole heart without asking anything in return. The girl, took his heart without giving him hers. They live together happily. Until one day, some problem occur and the girl is so pissed and she left him without feeling sad or guilty. Why? Because she doesnt give him her heart at the 1st place. But for the boy, she left him and she took his heart with her. Leaving him heartless. Without his heart, he cannot love. When he cannot love, he become lonely. He built a very thick wall around him. And he stayed in there for quite some time. Then another girl bumped into him. But his wall is too thick for him to realize her existence. But the girl is very smart. She uses her heart to destroy the wall. When she notice the boy is without heart, she gives him half of hers. The boy realize that eventho he gave his heart to another person, he can still love the girl with the heart she gives him. And they live happily ever afterrrr.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See... Told ya! Sweet aite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. What are the lessons we can learn from these very simple pictures? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st, dont be stupid enough to give someone your whole heart. Sure, to love someone is to love them without expect anything in return. But, if you give someone your whole heart, when they leave you, you left with nothing. So, conclusion,  when you love someone, save some space in your heart, for yourself. So that when they leave you, at least you still have you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd, the matter of the heart can only be solved with heart. You cannot force someone to be ok when it is about 'heart'. Or in malay, perasaan. Kita diajar untuk tak kalah pada perasaan. Tapi, untuk tolong someone, kita kena gak guna perasaan. Perasaan ikhlas, perasaan sayang kat orang tu, blablabla. Pehe dop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd, altho your love leave you and took your heart with you, you can still love. If you let yourself to be loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th, orang yang kita ingat takkan hancurkan hati kita tu mungkin penyebab hati kita hancur. So, tak payah la nak beria bagi sepenuh hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th, to love is to share you see. It cannot be a one sided love. One sided love is never gonna work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th, if the person that we love leaves us, it is only because we are destined to be with someone better. So chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th, dont be such a bitch/dick. Dont take someone heart without giving them yours. Dont be so cruel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha banyak lagi pengajaran yang boleh diambil from gambar diatas. It's how you interpret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't wanna wake up alone anymore.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still believing you'll walk through my door.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All I need is to know it's for sure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then I'll give all the love in the world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : im being so deep here huh? haha. apa-apa pon, i hope the things i share here will give you something.&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/4828802007975239735-8367528514005682031?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8367528514005682031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8367528514005682031&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8367528514005682031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8367528514005682031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/heart.html' title='Heart'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ty5DNhGOd7U/TnSqy-y0fII/AAAAAAAAB2Q/_4Dda693nnM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-2525924973065923163</id><published>2011-09-16T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T20:16:17.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>I can't be with you. You're too good for me.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengok vid ni sekarang dan hayati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="301"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U93BBNq5A64?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U93BBNq5A64?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="301" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, do you still agree with 'you're too good for me' punya alasan breakup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dapat yang baik, nak tinggalkan atas alasan orang tu baik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then nak yang macam mana? Nak yang bagi tendang terajang??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you are one of the people yang guna 'you're too good for me' card to breakup with your partner, then you are as stupid as Mrs Lucas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough said...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-2525924973065923163?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/2525924973065923163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=2525924973065923163&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2525924973065923163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2525924973065923163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-cant-be-with-you-youre-too-good-for.html' title='I can&apos;t be with you. You&apos;re too good for me.'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5679844820179553790</id><published>2011-09-11T08:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:37:20.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>things i dont miss</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read my previous emo entry? Haha sorry about that. Im done with emoing. Its not good for my health. Lagi 2 bulan je. Endure je la. Kejap je tu. InsyaAllah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Im not very happy right now. My Nokia XpressMusic 5730 is being a bitch. Kejap-kejap hang. Slow then hang. Nak kata banyak apps, aku mana ada baanyak apps. Aih. Lantak la. Malas mau pikir. But if anybody want to help me think about what the hell is wrong with my hp, by all means, pleaseeeee. Bagitau agak-agak apa aku boleh buat untuk betulkan hp aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my mom so much. Seriously. I miss the smell of my home and the people in it, I miss UNIFI, I miss my bed, I miss my big-big refrigerator that always has food in it. Haha. And of coz, I miss Malaysia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are certain things I dont miss about Malaysia. And masa kat Malaysia, aku sangat jelik dengan benda-benda ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show on the tv that is mostly cerita Indonesia. I mean, WTF??!! Ni negara apa ni? siap ada Indo Pack lak lagi. Bayar mahal-mahal siap gov tax naik 6% boleh pulak  ko nak tayang cerita indon je kan? Same goes to tv biasa. Tv3 especially. Pening kepala aku duk nak tengok sinetron je. Dah habis ke drama melayu? tak dapat duit sangat ke kalau tayang cerita tempatan?? Worst, iklan pon nak indon gak. Indomie tu. Korang ada collaboration ke dengan indomie sampai kena tayang iklan dia memanjang? Lepas tu iklan lain pon sama. Muka orang lain tapi suka-suka hati tukar BM. Dah habis ke pelakon kat Malaysia ni sampai iklan pon kena dubbing bahasa? Bullcrap sungguh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku yang study kat Indon ni sampai terfikir, 'aku ni kat Malaysia ke kat Indonesia?'. Kat Indo ni pon aku tak tengok cerita Indo weyh. And serius kat Indo ni takde tayang cerita kita pon. Kecuali Upin-Ipin. Kita pulak duk tadah mata tengok cerita sinetron tak bijak tu. Cerita nak tipikal lak tu. Yang miskin kena buli, yang kaya buli miskin, yang miskin rupanya anak si kaya sebab si kaya pernah kahwin sembunyi-sembunyi, si kaya taknak mengaku anak, blablablabla BULLCRAP!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we know, hari raya sangat digemari sebab cerita-cerita kat tv semua best. Tapi honestly aku cakap, aku tak tengok langsung cerita-cerita kat tv. Sebab banyak sangat. Kat kampung sedara-mara sampai berebut remote. Aku layan hp cukup. Tapi yang aku nak cakap ni, kenapa time raya mesti tayang cerita yang ditayang sebelum raya? Tu pasal kawan aku cakap. Tak payah tengok Hantu Bonceng ke, Karipap Cinta ke, cerita melayu ni semua akan ditayang time raya. Selamat 11ringgit. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tu apsal cerita melayu banyak scene cium?? Tak percaya? Laa tengok laaa bebetul. Iklan and cerita melayu banyak scene cium mencium. Korang ingat cium tu merangkumi mulut sahaja ke? Habis kalau mulut kena kat dahi tu bukan cium??? Cuba tengok iklan raya anak tak balik raya, mak sedih, then anak balik, dia sembah sujud kat kaki mak dia dan mak dia cium dahi anak dia bertubi-tubi. Untuk lebih syahdu, moh la kita berpeluk-peluk!! Ok memang la syahdu bikin hati ada taman kan. Tapi pelakon-pelakon tu tak muhrim la. Perlu ke aku rungkai apa itu muhrim blablabla? Tak perlu kot. Tapi untuk pengarah-pengarah dan pelakon-pelakon yang gila duit tak fikir halal-harom tu, someone kena terangkan kat depa kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The politics there, super dirty. I do not want to comment banyak pasal politik. Kang panjang entry aku ni kang. Cuma aku harap la orang politik ni seriously start fikir pasal rakyat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab apa perlu fikir pasal rakyat? Sebab the prizes for most items kat Malaysia, especially items yang important, sangat la macam gampang!! Aku pergi beli air ice-cream soda, sirup and susu cair dalam tin, 38ringgit!! Padahal beli ice-cream soda tu 4 je. Barang dapur bulanan aku, 650 ringgit. WTF?? Tu pon banyak barang takde. Kat Mydin tu, rak minyak KOSONG!!!! Minyak cap buruh susah gila nak jumpa. Ayah aku pulak sampai suruh adik aku berhenti hisap susu sebab susu mahal gilaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pergi bazar ramadhan, semua lauk, kuih, kebab, roti john semua mahal. And most penjual semua mengeluh takde untung sangat. Yelah, beli barang mahal, jual pon terpaksa mahal sikit sebab nak untung. Bila mahal sikit, takde orang pulak nak beli. Takleh salahkan orang bila dorang taknak beli. Siapa salah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petrol jangan cakap la. Macam haram mahalnyeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ni pulak tax untuk topup nak naik. Lepas ni akan dengar la kot orang-orang bijak cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'jangan guna hp sangat. berjimat cermat guna kredit. Topup di Malaysia masih lebih murah berbanding negara lain. ubah gaya hidup!'&lt;/b&gt;. Haha. Cheers 1 Malaysia!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the weather, super hot. Kat kereta aku punya dashboard cakap 'outside temperature is 36'. Biaq betoi? Tapi tu takde salahkan sesiapa la. Dah Malaysia tu nak panas, nak buat macam mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loveee my country so effing much. Im going to live in my homeland forever. Thats why I care. And thats why I want to change the bullcraps here and there kat Malaysia tu. Dont you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Nak sambung buat thesis. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : u can guess now what side i am right? haha. and im proud of it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-5679844820179553790?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5679844820179553790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5679844820179553790&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5679844820179553790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5679844820179553790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/things-i-dont-miss.html' title='things i dont miss'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-9146959919318263898</id><published>2011-09-10T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:37:23.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>tidak gumbira</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not happy....... I cried soooo hard yesterday. In front of everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thanks to my mom who wiped away my tears and whispers some good words to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Im here, at Jatinangor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be okay, insyaAllah. This sadness is just temporary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'll live. Well and alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on Balqis!!! Sikit je lagi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-9146959919318263898?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/9146959919318263898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=9146959919318263898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/9146959919318263898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/9146959919318263898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/tidak-gumbira.html' title='tidak gumbira'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8949872261236338536</id><published>2011-09-04T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:10:29.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><title type='text'>a token of appreciation</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear 'you', you know who you are...ngeee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this, 3 years ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gbY-T7buJrE/TmM-Tc-a7eI/AAAAAAAAB1s/w-SHNNofd0M/s1600/n1094381013_292783_6019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gbY-T7buJrE/TmM-Tc-a7eI/AAAAAAAAB1s/w-SHNNofd0M/s400/n1094381013_292783_6019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648426861569175010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To this, just now (4 September 2011),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmVHRXfKDCM/TmM-TkrIOkI/AAAAAAAAB10/_WngCmkLpOI/s400/DSC00725.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648426863635741250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the gifts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R76RCivyP5o/TmM-TsWHr5I/AAAAAAAAB18/UHjgQQ2wtyM/s400/DSC00729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648426865695109010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for your lovely words, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLKngEUMrlc/TmM-TwxMqZI/AAAAAAAAB2E/kF4EENdhfxo/s400/DSC00730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648426866882423186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for everything else,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you, Dila :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May our friendship lasts dunia akhirat. Amin..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : ghindu lerrrr..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-8949872261236338536?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8949872261236338536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8949872261236338536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8949872261236338536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8949872261236338536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/assalamualaikum.html' title='a token of appreciation'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gbY-T7buJrE/TmM-Tc-a7eI/AAAAAAAAB1s/w-SHNNofd0M/s72-c/n1094381013_292783_6019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-626108263926647107</id><published>2011-09-01T01:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T03:11:33.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Perjalanan Ketupat</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warning. Entry ini agak panjang kerana banyak gambar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada beberapa entry aku tahun-tahun lepas yang cakap pasal aku sangat mahu belajar anyam ketupat tapi asyik fail sahaja sebab anyam ketupat bukanlah satu benda yang mudah. Aku cepat give up, cepat fed up, rasa menyampah bila tangan terbelit dengan daun, rasa emo bila mak ajar 10x tapi otak still sangat bebal nak catch up. Kemudian bertambah emo bila mak dan nenek sendiri cakap, &lt;b&gt;'jangan kahwin kalau taktau anyam ketupat!! Buat malu je. Esok-esok mak mertua tak kagum dengan awak'&lt;/b&gt;. Down doh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akhirnya, sejak umur 17 tahun aku belajar tapi fail sebab semangat berusaha yang tidak kuat, alhamdulillah pada umur 22 tahun ni, aku finally berjaya anyam ketupat. Yeay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berikut merupakan cerita perjalanan ketupat ku.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku terpandang mak aku sedang menganyam ketupat. Mula-mula takde mood pon nak belajar menganyam sebab aku tau aku bakal gagal. Tetapi aku rasakan ada satu suara romantis bisik kat telinga aku,&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;'now or never dear Balqis'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Tiba-tiba datang semangat yang berkobar! Aku berjanji kepada diri sendiri, &lt;b&gt;'Balqis. Apa jadi pon, ko mesti berjaya anyam ketupat tahun ni gak!'&lt;/b&gt;. Dengan lafaz Bismillah, aku duduk sebelah mak aku yang sedang tekun menganyam ketupat, lalu aku buat senyum kambing. Dia pandang dengan pandangan pelik melihat senyuman kambing ku. Lalu aku mencapai daun ketupat lalu cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'mama. ajar Nurul ma'&lt;/b&gt;. Lalu bermula lahhhhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aku cakap benda yang sama dia cakap tahun-tahun lepas. Dia cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'senang je anyam ketupat ni. ikut step, dapatkan sangkar dia, then masukkan jalur 2 jadi jalur 3, ketatkan. dapat la ketupat!'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku pon follow la mak aku. The trickiest part adalah untuk membentuk sangkar ketupat ni. 'Sangkar' tu basic ketupat tu. Kalau sangkar tak betul, dia akan bercerai dan tak jadi la ketupat. Macam ni ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJs-awyVe7o/Tl50VspZ4ZI/AAAAAAAAB0U/U9v6NHlBmhs/s400/280820112384.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647078898880078226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, sangkar ni tak jadi, even after 15x aku buat. Aku sumpah fed up. Serius aku hampir give up. Mak aku punya la penat mengajar aku. Tengok dia buat, aku try buat tetap tak jadi. Nak buat sarang ni yang aku fail banyak kali sampai aku fed up. Tahun-tahun lepas, aku quit masa fasa ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9By5dAF23yg/Tl50V8gBzFI/AAAAAAAAB0c/RIQ55h77EOs/s400/280820112387.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647078903135718482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time-time ni banyak pulak tangan nak menyebok membantu. Sebab aku tersimpul tangan sendiri, dorang tolong un-simpulkan. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akhirnya, after 2jam and countless time of trying sambil melawan perasaan ingin putus asa, tiba-tiba, kuasa Tuhan, sangkar ketupat aku menjadi!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HU4AqDbZvLc/Tl50WU1uqOI/AAAAAAAAB0k/_eNc-RO_ow4/s400/280820112389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647078909669189858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Menjadi!!!! Aku lari dengan ketupat ni ke dapur. *mak aku kat dapur*. Aku menjerit sambil berlari.&lt;b&gt; 'MAMA!! MAMA!! MAMA!!! JADI!! MAMA!! CEPAT MA!!! SANGKAR DAH JADI!!!!! APA NEXT STEP DIA MA???!!! CEPAT MA!!'&lt;/b&gt;. Nasib baik la jantung mak aku kuat weyh. Kalau tak, boleh dapat heart attack beliau tu sebab aku jerit kuat sangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_jap39sXuY/Tl50WWQ5sLI/AAAAAAAAB0s/D4zUKhGKId8/s400/280820112390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647078910051594418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aku pon ajar step kedua. Iaitu menjadikan jalur 2 kepada jalur 3. Jadilah seperti gambar diatas. Aku punye la excited. Aku pon start ketatkan ketupat aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5JjijlGMn0/Tl50Whm12cI/AAAAAAAAB00/qtriGdcjOZ8/s400/280820112391.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647078913096407490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entah dimana silapnya, walaupun dengan tunjuk ajar mak, aku tersalah anyam.&lt;b&gt; 'Salah jalur'&lt;/b&gt;, mak aku cakap. Adoi. Kecewa doh. Aku nak bukak balik, nak buat balik. Mak aku cakap tak payah bukak balik. Guna je daun baru. Aku pon pergi balik ke step 1, membuat sangkar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biasalah, beginner. Lambat sikit. After several times try buat sangkar semula, baru menjadi. Step kedua pon menjadi. After ketatkan, menjadilah ketupat pertama aku. Tara!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cfIVh-Ktq58/Tl51K5JxrQI/AAAAAAAAB08/T2LNtU9KI6Y/s400/280820112394.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647079812770147586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aku cakap tak empat segi. Dan ketat sangat ketupat aku ni. Dia suruh buat lagi. Practice makes perfect, she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJLM_ZaNiSA/Tl51LCtND0I/AAAAAAAAB1E/dF8dDZdyG1Y/s400/280820112395.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647079815334661954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, after a lot of trying and frustration sebab 'sangkar' ketupat susah sangat nak buat, terjadi lah ketupat ku yang agak perfect buat kali pertama :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to bed. Penat woo!! Aku start from 8.30malam, pukul 11.30 baru dapat 6 biji. Dalam 6 biji yang menjadi tu, 4, mak aku guide. 2, aku buat sendiri tanpa guide from mak. Aku bahagia sangat. Mak aku pon puji. Dia pon happy aku dah pandai anyam ketupat. Hehe terharu I tau mak I cakap dia bangga dengan I. Ketupat je pon tapi itu satu achievement tau..... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esoknya *isnin, one day before raya*, selepas sahur je, aku tak sambung tidur. Aku sambung menganyam. Pak-mak sedara, cousins and adik aku tengah tidur, mak aku tak bagi bukak lampu sebab takut kacau dorang tidur. So dalam samar-samar tu aku and mak aku menganyam. Mak aku cakap, kalau dah tau basic, even dalam gelap or daun tu pendek, akan jadi ketupat aku. So aku pon mula mengayam dengan penuh kusyuk dan tawaduk sampai terlambatkan solat subuh :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pukul 9 pagi, habislah daun ketupat tu. Aku pon kira la berapa biji aku berjaya buat. 30!! Termasuk semalam punya maksudnya 36!! Ya Allah. Terima kasih kerana bagi aku semangat yang tinggi tahun ni. Terima kasih sebab tak campakkan perasaan give up kat aku. Rasa cam nak menitis airmata terharu pon ada tapi wa kan cool. Tak macho la tacing-tacing ni :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0Qo3Lze_Wk/Tl51LHG8bgI/AAAAAAAAB1M/T-a8eJAsHZc/s400/290820112398.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647079816516365826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni la hasil ketupat aku. Wuuuu terharu...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7vf_9370tU/Tl51LacSS6I/AAAAAAAAB1U/vYG12QOwlx4/s400/290820112400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647079821706152866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aku pon membelek hasil ketupat-ketupat aku. Dia kata&lt;b&gt; 'ni ha ketat dan tak segi empat Nurul. Takpe la. 1st time'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZK-3VfDvIn4/Tl51L4BZMrI/AAAAAAAAB1c/nI7Crj952ac/s400/290820112401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647079829646422706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, dalam 36 tu, banyak gak cute. Contoh yang ni. Mak aku cakap perfect. Comel je, macam aku. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aku cakap, daun ketupat tu ada 100 lebih. So bila aku gabungkan hasil ketupat aku dengan hasil ketupat mak aku ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYj-z4RRT74/Tl5-qBHguyI/AAAAAAAAB1k/yKS2k7h4r4g/s400/290820112404.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647090243088726818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam 100 lebih ni, 36 je aku buat. Yang lain, mak aku. Takpe. InsyaAllah selepas ni semua aku buat. Lepas ni, tugas anyam ketupat mak aku boleh serahkan bulat-bulat kat aku. Anak dara dia dah tau anyam ketupat!! Hehe :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah perjalanan ketupat aku. Kalau tahun-tahun lepas, tugas aku hanya masukkan beras dalam ketupat, tahun ni aku dah tau anyam. Tugas masukkan beras bukan lagi tugas aku. Miahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I asked my mom ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mama. Nurul dah boleh kahwin kan? Basic semua dah tau dah. Masak dah boleh, buat kek kuih boleh, siang ayam ikan dah boleh, anyam ketupat dah boleh. Boleh kahwin dah kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boleh. Tapi awak boyfriend pon takde. Kahwin apekebende??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.... Perlu ke cakap takde boyfriend tu kuat-kuat. Oh ibu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku canang kat semua saudara-mara aku pasal aku dah boleh anyam ketupat. Semua pon cakap tahniah. Rasa cam happy giler!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Betul la orang cakap. Usaha tangga kejayaan. I wasted 5 years sebab give up. Give up masa step 1 lak tu. Kalau aku tak give up dulu, mesti by now aku dah master buat ketupat. The point is, &lt;b&gt;you only fail when you give up&lt;/b&gt;. Seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah perjalanan ketupat ku. Im 22 when I know how to anyam ketupat. This raya means a lot to me. Kenangan belajar ketupat dengan mak yang sangat manis. My mom's encouragement and patience sangat membantu. I will surely tell my kids this story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selamat Hari Raya ye everybody!! 0-0 okay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Datang lah beraya kat rumah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : i found out that my dad also know how to anyam ketupat. 22years of having him as my father, sekarang baru tahu. mengucap panjang aku bila dapat tahu fakta ni. when i asked him, he said 'yesss i know how to anyam ketupat. it is very easy'. ok, seriosly, my dad is the smartest man i know..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-626108263926647107?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/626108263926647107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=626108263926647107&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/626108263926647107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/626108263926647107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/09/perjalanan-ketupat.html' title='Perjalanan Ketupat'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJs-awyVe7o/Tl50VspZ4ZI/AAAAAAAAB0U/U9v6NHlBmhs/s72-c/280820112384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4679165086660464067</id><published>2011-08-26T06:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T07:34:25.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Lain orang lain tekak</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entry ni, agak garang.. Takde la garang sangat. Garang sikit je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fact about me, aku kurang gemar dan tak tahan makanan pedas. Apa saja lauk berwarna merah, aku kurang makan. Even sos cili pon aku tak makan. TETAPI, kalau pedas yang boleh buat puas, aku makan. Contohnya, sambal petai, sambal udang, belacan, etc. Pedas!! Tapi bila makan tu puas. So aku makan je sambil minum air banyak-banyak. Coz, lets face it, pedas memang buat makanan bertambah sedap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biasanya, kalau orang tengok aku makan lauk yang pada aku pedas, lalu aku mengeluarkan bunyi &lt;b&gt;'sssssss'&lt;/b&gt; and&lt;b&gt; 'fuh fuh fuh aa pedas pedas pedas'&lt;/b&gt; sambil minum air banyak, ini lah antara ayat-ayat yang aku dapat ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apa yang pedas nyee? Tak pedas pon!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kau ni, jangan jadi orang melayu la. Pedas sikit pon dah terloncat-loncat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alaaahhh pedas sikit je. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aik?? Sos cili pon tak makan? Habis kalau makan burger tak pakai sos ke?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan banyak lagi ayat-ayat yang kadang-kadang menyakitkan hati sebab disrespectful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come la small minded people. &lt;b&gt;Learn to accept other people punya perbezaan dengan penuh respect la. Setiap orang level of tolerance dia lain-lain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau kau tahan pedas, makan cili padi 5 genggam pon ko still cool, and aku kalau makan sos cili pon tak tahan, yang kau nak ejek tu kenapa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Im being so emotional sebab ni? Sebab aku selalu dapat ayat-ayat kat atas tu. Kadang-kadang aku ignore je. Untuk sedapkan hati, aku cakap kat diri sendiri,&lt;b&gt; 'dorang tak paham kot perasan lidah terbakar dan tekak sakit yang aku dapat bila makan pedas. takpe takpe. tak semua orang paham. lantakkan je la dia'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxhi9bhDVFA/TlbaSsBc_OI/AAAAAAAAB0M/9hBEdxCdU7Y/s400/lidah%2Bterbakar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644939197545250018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 250px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi semalam, me and my family went to my mom's friend's house untuk jamuan berbuka puasa. Makcik tu masak sambal udang yang super mantap!! Aku suka sangat-sangat kat udang. So I took the udang, I use a tissue untuk lap-lap sikit udang tu punya sambal, then makan udang tu. But, still terasa pedasnya sampai ke anak tekak. So aku berpeluh-peluh dan minum air yang banyak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba, sorang makcik ni cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'mana ada pedas. ngada-ngada. kau ni study kat Indon je, bukan London. bajet orang putih sungguh'&lt;/b&gt;.. And to make it more embarrassing, dia cakap tu depan kawan-kawan mak aku yang lain. Semua orang gelakkan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku time tu mengucap banyak-banyak dalam hati. Kalau makcik ni umur dia lebih kurang aku, memang aku bagi penampar!! Tapi makcik ni dah jadi nenek dah pon. So aku diam je. Aku terus takde mood nak makan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berdosa tau buat orang terberhenti makan sebab ko buat ayat yang buat orang lain terasa hati sampai takde mood nak makan. Makcik tu nasib baik dah buka puasa. Kalau tak, free free batal puasa dia sebabkan mulut yang begitu celupar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This reminder ditujukan khas untuk semua. Kalau korang nak mengata pon, biar dalam hati. Tak payah nak keluarkan ayat tu kuat-kuat. And respect la orang. Dia tak makan pedas ke, dia tak makan durian ke, dia tak makan petai ke, dia tak makan sayur ke, tak makan pisang ke. Diam kan sudah. Lain orang lain tekak. Duh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah la. Batal pulak puasa aku kang duk meluah perasaan secara over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : kalau aku makan burger or kebab or roti john, aku akan suruh jgn letak sos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-4679165086660464067?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/4679165086660464067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=4679165086660464067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4679165086660464067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4679165086660464067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/08/lain-orang-lain-tekak.html' title='Lain orang lain tekak'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxhi9bhDVFA/TlbaSsBc_OI/AAAAAAAAB0M/9hBEdxCdU7Y/s72-c/lidah%2Bterbakar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4924776618205354042</id><published>2011-08-20T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T18:57:18.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>kenapa kita perlu bersyukur jadi seorang yang beragama Islam</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days, aku saja-saja tonton siri Friends, again. Season 8, 9 and 10. Siapa tak suka Friends kan? Funny and epic. I have a thing for Joey. Yeahhh, I love my man to be naive and funny. I also have a thing for Chandler. Again, funny man are attractive! Haha......~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, I watched &lt;b&gt;season 10 episode 11 : The One Where The Stripper Cries&lt;/b&gt;. My fav part was when Rose and Monica find out that they were each other's first kiss. I was form 2 when this show was on air and for me, it was so damn funny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, bila dah 22 ni, bila tengok, rasa macam, eeeee geli.... How can your own brother/sister be your first kiss? Tak percaya, cuba tengok video link kat bawah ni ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CrVcNjGi474"&gt;Ross Geller - You Were My First KISS With Rachel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Embedding disabled by request, so kena buat macam ni*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dialog :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;After you told me that she was passed out in our room, I went in there to make sure she was alright. She was lying on my bed, all buried in people's coats. Well, I went to kiss her on the forhead but it was so dark I accidentally got her lips. I started to pull away but then I felt her kissing me back. It was only for a second but it was amazing. And now I found out that you kissed her first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chandler&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Wait, what bed did you say she was on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chandler&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm pretty sure I put her on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;No, she was defintely on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chandler&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Why would I kiss a girl and then put her on your bed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well then who was on my bed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;No! No! No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;You were under the pile of coats?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I was the pile of coats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Oh my God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;You were my midnight mystery kisser?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;You were my first kiss with Rachel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;You were my first kiss ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chandler&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What did I marry into?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. Yup. Its funny. Very funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I stop and think about it, tiba-tiba bersyukur jadi seorang Muslim. You get my point? I sure hope you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Betapa patutnya kita bersyukur kita dilahirkan beragama Islam. Lahir dalam agama yang tak ajar buat benda-benda mengarut. How lucky we are to be umat Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. Its sad to see some people tak bersyukur malah tak suka jadi orang Islam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat menyambut 10 terakhir Ramadhan. Tingkatkan amalan!! Marilah kita terliur dengan tawaran Allah yang datang setahun 30 hari ni. Tahun depan kita taktau kita sempat ke tak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Bye!&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/4828802007975239735-4924776618205354042?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/4924776618205354042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=4924776618205354042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4924776618205354042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4924776618205354042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/08/kenapa-kita-perlu-bersyukur-jadi_20.html' title='kenapa kita perlu bersyukur jadi seorang yang beragama Islam'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8937736120180601299</id><published>2011-08-15T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T20:58:34.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>rumah manis rumah</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dah berada di Malaysia!! Wohooo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysia tanah air ku!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6bulan setengah tak balik, banyak gak perubahan yang berlaku kat rumah aku. Antaranya ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wujudnya sebuah skuter Yamaha Ego S. Mak aku cakap beli skuter sebab senang nak hantar adik pergi tuiyen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kereta Persona dah takde&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terdapat sebuah kereta Harrier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dah tak guna Maxis broadband. Guna UNIFI. Laju gila.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ada banyak barang-barang persiapan kahwin abang aku.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ada dua bibik.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banyak lagi la yang kecil-kecil. Yang aku list ni yang bagi aku perubahan besar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. Perubahan paling-paling besar ialah my baby sis yang sangat lah debab dan montok. Aku dah tak larat nak dukung walaupun sekejap. Sakit tulang belakang and rasa cam nak tercabut tangan weyh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-8wJeE0tqI/TkkWpDUpB2I/AAAAAAAAB0E/uJXjbtTBbFk/s400/140820112332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641064902780585826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra yang debab!! Selain debab, beliau sangat la becok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theres no place like home!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Misi makan makanan Malaysia sedang dijalankan dengan bersungguh-sungguh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-8937736120180601299?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8937736120180601299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8937736120180601299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8937736120180601299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8937736120180601299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/08/rumah-manis-rumah.html' title='rumah manis rumah'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-8wJeE0tqI/TkkWpDUpB2I/AAAAAAAAB0E/uJXjbtTBbFk/s72-c/140820112332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7133097257157546925</id><published>2011-08-09T16:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T02:19:01.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Lautner'/><title type='text'>Me, TL and TF</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people say, &lt;b&gt;The colder your room you sleep in, the worse your dreams&lt;/b&gt;. I do not know how true is that. Tapi, memang aku lebih kerap mimpi buruk daripada mimpi best. Jatinangor ni sejuk maa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the weirdest dream last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody know I have this huge crush on Taylor Lautner. HUGE!! I am single, but I am also mentally dating Taylor Lautner. Haha. I am also in love with Tom Felton since I was 13. So yeah, Im in love with both of them. But, Im in love with Taylor Lautner, more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in my dream last night which I remember it vividly, this happened ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im currently dating Taylor Lautner. We were watching TV. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*wow. how awesome must it be if its true*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Suddenly, he said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Are you cheating on me?'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'What? No of coz not, honey. I wont do that to you..'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Then why are you wearing 'I ♥ Tom Felton' t-shirt?'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Because Ron was wearing it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look nice on him, so I bought one and try it on'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'It better be the truth.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or else Im gonna hire somebody and beat the crap out of him'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Awhh look at you all green with jealousy. So cute.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I went to a movie premier of &lt;b&gt;Rise of the Planet of the Apes&lt;/b&gt;. As we know, Tom Felton is one of the actor in the movie. I went to the movie premier with him wearing the  'I ♥ Tom Felton' t-shirt!! And he put his hand on my shoulder.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha so its true! &lt;b&gt;In my dream, I am in a relationship with Taylor Lautner while cheating with Tom Felton. &lt;/b&gt;Oh lalalalalala...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. I know the dream is weird. But its a dream. And I think this dream is because I cant wait for the movie Rise of the Planet of the Apes. And I really admire Rupert Grint's t-shirt that says 'I ♥ Tom Felton'. Sampai terbawak dalam mimpi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHERyQDPLqw/TkED4t49T-I/AAAAAAAABz8/0BtiiaAIODM/s400/Rise-of-the-Planet-of-the-Apes-UK-Poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638792481370623970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cant wait for this movie sebab ada Tom Felton!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssG9jV_bFbU/TkEBQdme8-I/AAAAAAAABz0/wBsvFC9sj3c/s400/article-1311953776219-0D352B5700000578-387158_466x481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638789590780146658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want one!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Sorry for this merapu entry about my dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, &lt;b&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt; I am in a relationship with Taylor Lautner, I wont go around cheating on him la. Gila apa weyh!! Dapat mamat pujaan hati, nak curang buat apa? Walaupun Tom Felton kacak and I love him before I love Taylor Lautner, I love Taylor Lautner MORE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Taylor Lautner, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you read my blog, please know that Im your die-hard-fan!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or in Bahasa Malaysia, kipas-susah-mati. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So if you come to Malaysia, surprise me in my bedroom like Justin Bieber did to his fan, ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*batting eyelashes*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Haha. This is a good dream. Not a bad one. Its a good-weird dream! Ho yeah!! How I wish dapat lagi mimpi tu malam ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way, I LOVE BEING SINGLE. I can have any kind of dream with any men I want without feeling guilty! Hahaha! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-7133097257157546925?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7133097257157546925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7133097257157546925&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7133097257157546925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7133097257157546925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-tl-and-tf.html' title='Me, TL and TF'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHERyQDPLqw/TkED4t49T-I/AAAAAAAABz8/0BtiiaAIODM/s72-c/Rise-of-the-Planet-of-the-Apes-UK-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7006173709175260640</id><published>2011-08-05T22:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:54:20.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>forever alone fuuuuuuuuuuu</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hows it hanging y'all? &lt;b&gt;*tiru Anwar Hadi*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U know how sometimes you can relate to a photo? Well, today, I want to share photos I can relate to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw these photos at Tumblr. Then I literally LMAO coz semua pic tu macam terkena kat batang hidung tak mancung sendiri. Hehe. Check it out ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st pic, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AwqOAn1BVjA/Tjv7Th8CT8I/AAAAAAAABzM/nQ4QgHVRCiQ/s400/251765_10150346714294572_331481044571_9978240_2614333_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637375671530573762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. I can relate to this pic, coz it happens to me all the time. Fyi, I call my stuff, &lt;b&gt;'Baby', 'Honey', 'Sayang'&lt;/b&gt;. For example, in the morning, I will say&lt;b&gt; 'Good Morning Baby. Let me panaskan your enjin first then lets teman me do my works today!!'&lt;/b&gt; to my scooter. Or, when I accidentally drop my watch or handphone, I'd scream&lt;b&gt; 'OMG sayang!! Im so sorry!! I love you I love you I love you!!!'&lt;/b&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah..... No wonder Im single.....~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd pic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdBZ4qMxsAE/Tjv7dHy15bI/AAAAAAAABzU/6Qf8ECHay08/s400/254545_10150346714459572_331481044571_9978243_3935866_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637375836311381426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 351px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when this happen to me. Especially when Im downstairs watching TV, then my handphone screams, telling me I have text message. At first I will feel,&lt;b&gt; 'nahh. malas. leave it. will read it later...'&lt;/b&gt;. Then suddenly the thoughts of &lt;b&gt;'maybe its important, maybe its from someone that misses me'&lt;/b&gt;. Then I ran to my room upstairs and check the text message and it turns out it was from XL, demmit. Argh!!!! Then, tiba-tiba, out f nowhere, I will feel unloved.......~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd pic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--eMzBFVuE2k/Tjv7yH4bkVI/AAAAAAAABzc/kWFPiGZ0Vx4/s400/255128_10150346714569572_331481044571_9978245_5255308_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637376197112074578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can relate to this pic, not because I only have my mom's, dad's and pizza hut's number in my contacts. Nope!!!! Haha. I can relate to this pic because when Im bored and wanna hang out, everybody seems to be missing or busy. Haha sigh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th pic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppJ61RmYmMY/Tjv74juNcTI/AAAAAAAABzk/oLT_6FtZpNQ/s400/260115_10150346714754572_331481044571_9978248_155960_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637376307664613682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can relate to this pic because when me and my friends walk on a narrow street, Im always in front or behind because I always get the feeling if me and my friend walk side by side, it wont have enough space coz I always think Im sooooooo fat. Hahahahaha bengong!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th pic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_9wAJR6dq0/Tjv8ItsmxCI/AAAAAAAABzs/ZkGOrRNg7M4/s400/260339_10150346714519572_331481044571_9978244_5701880_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637376585220146210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 341px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Im going to tell you a story that happen last year, that was kinda embarrassing.....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out alone to watch Eclipse. Why alone? Because my friends are either wait to go back to Malaysia to watch it with their boyfriend, or they dont like Twilight Saga. So, I went to the cinema alone, watch it alone, and after that go have my dinner alone at the food court.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While having my dinner, I have my eyes set on this guy, who I personally think is kinda cute. No wait, VERY CUTE!! So, I just look at him from across the table while admiring God's perfect creation. Then came along his friends. They do not have enough chairs. So, this cute guy look at me, and come closer to me, and said, &lt;b&gt;'Punten neng. Sorang aja ya? Bisa ngambil kerusi nya ga?'&lt;/b&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can do is nod and watched him took 3 chairs from my table..... Demmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever aloneeeeeee!! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th pic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oVU3UIEwL0g/Tjv7D6cZTwI/AAAAAAAABy8/F2V2gUVypY8/s400/251000_10150346714404572_331481044571_9978242_4976011_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637375403230842626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, this one, not so much. But somehow I can relate to it coz whenever I stumble upon a FB profile of a cute boy, he is already in a relationship. So,,,,,,,,,, u know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha. This is the ugly truth of being single. Altho I am genuinely happy being single, there are sometimes I go to 'that place'. That lonely sad place. And when it happens, I will feel 'demmit I will be forever alone'. Haha. Tak selalu. Kalau terjadi pon, sekejap. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I wont be forever alone la, insyaAllah. It just not my time yet. In the mean time, lets have a good laugh about it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok done! Bye!! Happy Fasting!&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/4828802007975239735-7006173709175260640?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7006173709175260640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7006173709175260640&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7006173709175260640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7006173709175260640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/08/forever-alone-fuuuuuuuuuuu.html' title='forever alone fuuuuuuuuuuu'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AwqOAn1BVjA/Tjv7Th8CT8I/AAAAAAAABzM/nQ4QgHVRCiQ/s72-c/251765_10150346714294572_331481044571_9978240_2614333_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-3007255672769980082</id><published>2011-08-02T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:11:10.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merapu'/><title type='text'>tipu sunat</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada tak satu term nama tipu sunat? Tipu yang disunatkan? Tipu yang tidak dimengapakan? Apakah tipu sunat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tanya sebab aku telah melakukan satu penipuan yang pada aku, perlu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ada tempah baju raya dengan seorang Ibu (makcik) ni. Tapi dah 2-3 hari tempah, aku boleh cakap yang Ibu ni agak tak menepati masa yang dijanjikan. Ibu tu kadang-kadang lambat 2-3 hari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, untuk mengelakkan benda sama berulang, aku tempah baju kat Ibu tu, tapi aku cakap kat dia aku balik Malaysia 5 Ogos. Padahal aku balik lambat lagiiiii.... Aku balik mungkin beberapa hari sebelum raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So semalam aku mesej Ibu tu untuk remind dia, aku balik 5 Ogos so siapkan baju aku cepat-cepat. Dia kata dia banyak tempahan tapi dia akan siapkan baju aku before 3 Ogos (esok). Wah!! Walaupun aku macam kesian, tapi aku lega sebab at least baju aku akan berada dalam genggaman before aku balik Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, jahat tak aku? Takpe ke aku tipu camtu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada ke istilah tipu sunat ni? Aku belajar istilah tipu sunat ni from cerita-cerita P Ramlee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Mengarut. Perut kenyang sangat ni. Tu pasal la...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&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/4828802007975239735-3007255672769980082?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/3007255672769980082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=3007255672769980082&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3007255672769980082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3007255672769980082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/08/tipu-sunat.html' title='tipu sunat'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7930813821669188786</id><published>2011-07-31T12:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:11:28.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Ahlan Wa Sahlan Ya Ramadhan!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadhan is here!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, when I was young and naive, for me, Ramadhan is ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;if I puasa, my mom bagi duit raya ikut hari I puasa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bila cikgu cakap syaitan kena ikat masa bulan puasa, I actually feel sorry for syaitan. Kenapa ikat dia? Kesian dia. Dia tak buat salah pon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;mulut bau busuk sebab kawan cakap tak boleh gosok gigi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;time puasa, taknak berak!! Sebab takut kalau berak, nanti perut kosong, Jadi lapar. Mak aku geleng kepala bila aku cakap reason aku taknak berak time bulan puasa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the only months yang ada malam Lailatul Qadar and they say, on this night, the weather will bo so nyaman, can see banyak kelip-kelip, malam nampak cerah, pokok will sujud and water will stop dropping! Wow I want to see that!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;before raya jangan laungkan takbir. Nanti orang kubur sedih. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lagi 30 hari nak raya!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Im so cute aite? Or stupid? Entah. Remind you, semua fikiran lagho ni adalah sewaktu aku belum baligh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila dah tua, dah belajar, dah pandai hayati ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ramadhan tu bulan penuh berkah. Esp kat diri sndri yang banyak dosa ni. Time la nak minta ampun banyak-banyak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time ni la nak tahu, dosa yang selama ni aku buat&lt;i&gt; (ie : lambatkan solat, usha laki kacak tak berkedip, makan macam orang kebulur, cakap/dengar hal tak baik pasal orang, keinginan memaki bila ada masalah, spent money secara tidak waras macam lah bapak aku berak duit, etc)&lt;/i&gt; tu semua datang from bisikan syaitan or nafsu diri sendiri?? Time ni la kita dapat tengok sebenarnya kita ni selalu buat jahat sebab kita memang jahat or sebab syaitan. As for me personally, bulan puasa ni kadang-kadang kita dengar banyak kes-kes mengarut sebab, bukan syaitan punya kerja. Kita yang tak mampu tahan nafsu kita.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malam Lailatul Qadar tu not just about pokok can sujud or the night wind on that night is so damn nyaman, it is MORE than that. And will people like me actually dapat Lailatul Qadar? Subuh pon gajah. Adoii. But, its Allah's decision. As for me, just try hard to be a good muslimah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siapa cakap kalau berak nanti lapar? Gila sengal aku ni. Gosok je la gigi, siapa pulak tak bagi? Adoiii~ *tiba-tiba malu dengan aku yang berumur 7-10 tahun*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raya pon macam takde mood bila semakin tua ni. I know, Im still too young to feel this old. But ya know, Im 22. Theres is more about raya then 'raya'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banyak lagi! Google sendiri untuk tahu pelbagai rahmat Ramadhan. &lt;a href="http://www.ashtech.com.my/bulanislam/"&gt;Click sini kalau malas google. Aku dah carikan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bawah ni video best. Sepatutnya masuk dalam TV. Aku tau korang dah tengok tapi aku nak share gak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="257"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wk_5KWYezPc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wk_5KWYezPc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="257" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marilah kita terliur dengan tawaran ALLAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Ampun maaf kalau aku buat silap dan salah. Sama ada nampak sengaja buat atau tak sengaja. Hope Ramadhan korang pon best hendaknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : about me saying 'kesian syaitan kena ikat' when i was young, its actually a true story. it happened when i was 7, baru belajar puasa. and my mom cakap 'apa pulak kesian kat syaitan? syaitan jahat la!'. haha. kids...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s lagi : aku berpuasa di Jatinangor tahun ni. balik Malaysia seminggu sebelum raya :(&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/4828802007975239735-7930813821669188786?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7930813821669188786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7930813821669188786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7930813821669188786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7930813821669188786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/ahlan-wa-sahlan-ya-ramadhan.html' title='Ahlan Wa Sahlan Ya Ramadhan!'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5064803489540661719</id><published>2011-07-27T18:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T18:54:30.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>from this to this to this</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my best friend, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From this, 5 years ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ0oe_4fVeE/Ti_suiF9fpI/AAAAAAAABy0/gv680yvO8Wk/s400/adoiii%2B%25281%2529.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633981943033724562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLJAl0EJCEo/Ti_sjok9c7I/AAAAAAAABys/TH9G_5d-slY/s1600/adoiii%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLJAl0EJCEo/Ti_sjok9c7I/AAAAAAAABys/TH9G_5d-slY/s1600/adoiii%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLJAl0EJCEo/Ti_sjok9c7I/AAAAAAAABys/TH9G_5d-slY/s400/adoiii%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633981755795796914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpMvsSXDM04/Ti_rw4ug1fI/AAAAAAAAByk/Mg7fOJDR7v8/s1600/adoiii%2B%25283%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpMvsSXDM04/Ti_rw4ug1fI/AAAAAAAAByk/Mg7fOJDR7v8/s1600/adoiii%2B%25283%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpMvsSXDM04/Ti_rw4ug1fI/AAAAAAAAByk/Mg7fOJDR7v8/s400/adoiii%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633980883957503474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To this, 1 week ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrnz_yimCkk/Ti_rdM3tvII/AAAAAAAAByc/2QyiXyEyjE4/s1600/adoiii%2B%25284%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrnz_yimCkk/Ti_rdM3tvII/AAAAAAAAByc/2QyiXyEyjE4/s400/adoiii%2B%25284%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633980545767423106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for many years to come....., nothing will ever change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait. There is.........!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're going get fatter and fatter and fatter.. Hahahaha!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May the friendship lasts dunia akhirat.&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/4828802007975239735-5064803489540661719?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5064803489540661719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5064803489540661719&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5064803489540661719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5064803489540661719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-this-to-this-to-this.html' title='from this to this to this'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ0oe_4fVeE/Ti_suiF9fpI/AAAAAAAABy0/gv680yvO8Wk/s72-c/adoiii%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-2551133494718887914</id><published>2011-07-26T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:30:51.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need your POV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>kebencian</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be agak emo untuk entry ni walaupun entry ni mengarut je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dah banyak kali cakap fakta ni kat blog aku. And kalau kalian yang baca ni, dah lama follow blog aku yang tak seberapa ni, mesti tau orang paling aku benci adalah pencurang dan perampas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau boleh aku ungkapkan betapa aku benci manusia jenis ini, memang aku buat. Tapi serius tak dapat nak ungkap. Cukup korang tau, aku memang sangat benci pencurang dan perampas. Benci sangat. Argh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia jadi macam, ada satu perasaan menyampah, jijik dan jelik, wujud dalam hati bila dapat tau someone tu pernah curang or merampas gf/bf orang. Rasa macam panassssssss je hati ni walaupun orang yang curang and merampas tu takde kena mengena dengan aku pon. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contoh best, Memey and Norman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau korang nak tau, masa kawan aku datang cuti kat Bandung, kami ke factory outlet kat Riau. Nampak Norman and Memey tengah belek jam ke apa ntah, tak nampak sangat. Kawan aku pergi tegur dorang. Tapi aku tengok dari jauh je. Itu pon meluat gila tengok. Norman pakai baju takde lengan, Memey pakai apa ntah. Warna putih tak silap aku. Buruk!! Benci!! Rasa nak campak dengan botol aqua yang aku tengah pegang. Tak kahwin lagi dah pergi cuti-cuti. Pe kes??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi sampai situ je la. Takde aku emo lebih-lebih. Dorang artis kan. Lantak lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then aku kelmarin aku baca kat BeautifulNara. Pasal gosip hubungan Khairul Fahmi dengan Elia. &lt;a href="http://beautifulnara.com/gosiphubungan-jejari-runcing-apek-khairul-fahmi-berantakan/"&gt;Click link ni kalau nak baca.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tercengang la jugak. But aku cakap kat diri aku,&lt;b&gt; 'tak kot. gosip je la tu. biasalah orang duk dengki'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then pagi tadi, kat lab, aku bawak laptp sambil buat thesis kat lab. Then Yana and Fatihah buka link ni. &lt;a href="http://aper.my/group/groups/22/articles/6020"&gt;*click untuk baca*&lt;/a&gt;. Aku pon baca. Punya la hangin satu badan aku bila baca benda ni. Tak memasal aku membebel. Kat Yana and Fatihah. Aku bebel dengan penuh emosi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tak paham. Kenapa?? Kenapa mesti wujud curang mencurang ni? Sungguh aku dok pehe. Rasa macam, hilangkah akal? Apa sebabnya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh jap! Ni tak tau lah sahih ke tak ceritanya. Serius aku taktau. Mungkin la gosip je. Cuma aku buat entry ni sebab aku serius nak tekankan, aku sangat tak suka pencurang dan perampas. Banyak entry aku pasal aku benci pencurang dan perampas. So ni entry yang sekali lagi nak menekankan yang aku benci pencurang dan perampas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I sure hope ni betul-betul gosip. Coz, walaupun aku sangat berterima kasih and respect KFCM on his superb performance Malaysia vs Indonesia dulu, aku akan hilang semua tu sekelip mata if he really buat taik kat tunang dia for a girl with short skirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiya. Its true when they say,&lt;b&gt; 'Boys are jerk, men are rare'&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Fatihah said&lt;b&gt; 'mungkin laki ni rimas sangat kot. perempuan ni sayang dia sangat'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku macam kera kena cili gak bila dengar tu. Altho some, SOME, people are like that, I feel sorry for SOME people ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Why cant you feel proud and happy knowing someone make you her/his whole world?? Do you know its hard enough to find sincere and true love out there? Why leave someone that loves you from the beginning, when you have nothing? Now that you have everything, suddenly jadi nut forget skin la?? What the fishcake??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuh fuh fuh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sedap ke buat orang sedih ha? Best ke ambil milik orang haa? Seriusssss. Takde rasa malu and jijik and hina ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, ramai gak macam cakap &lt;b&gt;'padan muka'&lt;/b&gt; kat Elia coz suka sangat canang itu ini, and macam cakap besar coz dapat keeper hot Malaysia. Pada aku, mungkinlah betul kan. Sebab, benda kalau tak jadi lagi, jangan canang. Kalau jadi camni, malu. Dia laki, tak luak. Kita perempuan yang malu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi for those yang cakap padan muka tu, sila pergi tembak muka sendiri. Entah apa-apa. Daripada korang kata korang tak dengki, cakap padan muka tu tandanya korang ni pendengki. Ngokzzzz maknyah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa-apa pon hope semua ni gosip and it is not true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as for me, I will never change my feelings of menyampah and jijik kepada pencurang and perampas. Kalau dua orang manusia datang beraya rumah aku, sorang pakai bikini sorang lagi sopan tapi pencurang/perampas, aku akan layan yang pakai bikini. Hiperbola la pulak. Tapi begitu sekali aku benci jenis manusia pencurang perampas ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, if you're not happy, you can tell your partner, and both of you can try to work it out. If its not working, and maybe it is not meant to be. Walk away nicely. Why cheat???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Cmgem9IiLo/Ti6FaYVjrOI/AAAAAAAAByU/bIi0m2WBsJM/s400/964737_f260.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 260px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633586872143031522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, orang-orang begini, dorang taktau bersyukur and menghargai. And they are losers coz tak reti nak handle hubungan. Yang dorang tau, pergi kat yang lain or ambil je orang lain punya. Pffttt pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh. Done emoing. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-2551133494718887914?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/2551133494718887914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=2551133494718887914&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2551133494718887914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2551133494718887914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/assalamualaikum_26.html' title='kebencian'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Cmgem9IiLo/Ti6FaYVjrOI/AAAAAAAAByU/bIi0m2WBsJM/s72-c/964737_f260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-851911834294236328</id><published>2011-07-24T12:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:13:01.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jatinangor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>sayu..hati ini makin sayu..~</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is flying by too fast. 6 days 7 nights gone like a flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walaupun I have to skip classes and forget my thesis for awhile, rasa macam seronok giler coz for a moment, semua stress terangkat from bahu. Eventho tak cukup tidur melayan kawan datang bercuti, tapi at least bangun tidur aku tak terduduk atas katil sebab down coz masa tidur mimpi pasal thesis. Huhu..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so not ready to go back to reality......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried masa tengok kereta yang bawa my friends tu meninggalkan aku kesorangan disini. Sebab aku tau, bila dorang balik tu maksudnya lepas ni aku akan stress balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish I was only 2kg that time so I can fit in their begs and they can bring me with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss home sooooo much..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, dah berlalu dah. All I left with now is memories. Best punya memori. So no regrets there. Fikir yang best-best je. At least ada orang nak datang lawat, buat lawak sampai pening kepala sebab gelak banyak sangat, and makan best-best. Kan kan kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saoxy, Faiz and Capik, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C142s-m8zoQ/TiunM-femLI/AAAAAAAAByM/GkhzYN4w2iE/s400/282092_2186349493649_1094381013_2738056_5213160_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632779600332232882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nak upload gambar fav tapi semua gambar kami adalah fav aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So just upload one of them la. Hehe..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*to see more photos, sila usha MukaBuku*&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;Now, dear me, lets face the reality with the bravest heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pengorbanan itu perlu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lap itu air yang keluar from mata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sikit je lagi. Go go go!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : sorry agak emo. agak gloomy sekarang ni. but i'll be ok. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-851911834294236328?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/851911834294236328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=851911834294236328&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/851911834294236328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/851911834294236328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/sayuhati-ini-makin-sayu.html' title='sayu..hati ini makin sayu..~'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C142s-m8zoQ/TiunM-femLI/AAAAAAAAByM/GkhzYN4w2iE/s72-c/282092_2186349493649_1094381013_2738056_5213160_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7864301733193327585</id><published>2011-07-16T11:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T12:05:12.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandung'/><title type='text'>my goody moody :)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tau tak feeling ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kawan kita nak exam/seminar/kolokium/sidang/etc, dia mintak kita doakan dia berjaya. Of coz as kawan kita doakan yang terbaik buat kawan kita. But, deep down kita rasa, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;'mesti lulus punya lah dia ni. mesti punya. tak payah wish good luck pon takpe. mesti lulus punya'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. Paham??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu yang aku rasa sekarang kat kawan-kawan aku yang nak sidang. Aku yakin dorang akan lulus dengan cemerlang gemilang terbilang punya lah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, as kawan, aku tetap doakan yang terbaik buat dorang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yana, Adot, Zetty, Fatihah, Syaza and Kak Aainaa, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the very best of luck untuk sidang!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selamat maju jaya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And congratulations in advance!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nanti dah lulus, boleh balik Malaysia!! Kerja and kahwin! Wakakaka. Jangan lupa aku kat sini!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then ada lagi satu benda best bakal terjadi. This Monday, Saoxy(my bff) is coming to Bandung with his friends. Cuti-cuti. Yeay!!!! Suka!!! Walaupun duit ku macam dah nazak, tapi takpe. Kawanbaik datang bukan selalu!! Dan dia datang pon buat aku sangat terharu.. Yeay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately banyak berita happy. Kawan-kawan dah berjaya, thesis aku diambang siap, lecturer pembimbing tiba-tiba sangat helpful, kelas-kelas untuk SP maca best, kawanbaik from Malaysia nak datang Bandung bercuti, baju raya untuk Myra and Zura dah beli, abang baik hati belikan satin shawl untuk aku punya baju raya, banyak lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syukur alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I cant be comfortable. Kena sentiasa ready fizikal mental, especially pasal hal thesis. Kang tiba-tiba benda tak best jadi, stress pulak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuma satu je benda yang macam menggangu aku. Aku belum book tiket pulang ke Malaysia. Taktau nak book bila sebab takut book awal, ada hal terjadi bila aku dah kat Malaysia. Kalau book lambat sangat, aku ni dah homesick and nak sangat pulang cuti. Gimana ya? Pusing ah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Takpe. Things will work out. InsyaAllah. Yang penting sekarang, cuti tu memang dah kompem kan. Cepat atau lambat tu hal lain. Yang penting ada cuti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Please pray for my friends ya. Pray for mine too.. Semoga Allah merahmati kita semua. Aminnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Im in such a good mood. Alhamdulillah...&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/4828802007975239735-7864301733193327585?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7864301733193327585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7864301733193327585&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7864301733193327585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7864301733193327585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-goody-moody.html' title='my goody moody :)'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-3670281059126396412</id><published>2011-07-13T19:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:14:21.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>He's 25</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that I jealous about my bro is, his birthday is 13th July. 2 days after Myra's birthday. Tu pasal my sister's name is Badrisyah. Turunan Badri. Menurut my mom la........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I sangat-sangat jealous dengan my bro, sebab my mom NEVER, I repeat, NEVER, forget my bro's birthday. Thats the good thing about being the number 1 child, I guess. Parents sayang anak sulung lebih sikit. Dah la anak sulung, satu-satunya laki pulak tu. Haaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Permulaan entry yang ada bau-bau dengki. Keh keh keh. No lah. Tak dengki pon. Wa cool je. Sebab wa tau, jadi abang sulung ni tak seronok! Especially dia satu-satunya laki. Walaupun paling disayangi, tanggungjawab dia la paling besar!!! Padan muka kau Abang!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 22 years, apa abang aku dah bagi kat aku dalam menjadikan aku manusia yang lebih berguna daripada dia?? Well, dia kan abang. Dia nak tunjuk contoh baik pon tak dapat sebab dia pon bukanlah baik sangat. Miahahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku still ingat satu kejadian ni. Masa tu aku baru habis SPM. Duduk rumah tak berduit even untuk topup. So, source kredit aku adalah daripada handphone adik aku. &lt;b&gt;*mak aku beli hp baru so hp lama bagi adik tapi adik berumur 9 tahun so tak guna hp sangat menjadikan kredit selalu banyak*&lt;/b&gt;. Dulu kan ada share kredit kan? Tapi kena password. Aiseyhh, apa pulak password share kredit ni?? Aku pon check kat inbox and draft. Mana la tau kot-kot ada. Tapi, yang ada ialah, mesej from Maxis yang cakap&lt;b&gt; 'perkongsian kredit RM 10 dengan 012xxxxxxx telah berjaya'&lt;/b&gt;. Eh!! Ni number abang aku!! Wahhh dia pon curi gak kredit adik akuuu. Ooooooooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So aku pon mendial number abang aku. This was years ago but I still remember the dialog ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Abang Mat. Apa password untuk share kredit Zura ni??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Bro : Entah. Wehh ko jangan ambil-ambil kredit adik. Mama yang selalu topupkan number Zura tu. Mama tau kang, marah dia nanti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*suara nak serius konon nak menakutkan aku*&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;Me : Hek elehhhh poyo. Macam aku taktau ko ambil kredit dia gak. Ni kat inbox ni ada mesej cakap perkongsian kredit dengan ko berjaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Bro : Alamak. Aku lupa padam mesej tu ke? Aiseyh. &lt;b&gt;*gelak malu*&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;Me : Haha kantoi!! Jangan kedekut bro. Share aaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Bro : Haa. Number die xxxx. Jangan ambil banyak sangat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Kau pon ambil sampai sepuloh hengget. Aku nak gak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Bro : Hahahah dah ah!! Bye!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See!! Abang aku konon nak aku ni baik la jangan ambil kredit adik secara harooom tapi dia buat gak. Hahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tu normal la kan. Bila ada adik, kita nak dorang better from kita. Tak buat kesilapan/kejahatan/kenakalan yang kita buat. Tu namanya sayang adik. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe other people ada abang yang lebih baik. Maybe abang orang lain lebih handsome. Abang orang lain, apa adik nak semua boleh bagi. Altho abang aku tak camtu, aku sayang gak kat abang aku. Beliau taklah baik sangat, takde la murah hati sangat, takde lah kedekut sangat, takde lah garang sangat tapi takde lah lemah lembut sangat. Tapi tu sorang je la abang aku. Segarang and sekerek mana pon dia, aku tau dia sayang adik-adik dia. Especially aku laa sebab aku adik paling best!! Hehe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bro is getting married this October, InsyaAllah. Honestly, sometimes rasa macam bakal hilang abang. Yelah, keluarga aku kecil ke. Mak, ayah, abang and dua adik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nanti kalau aku kempunan char kuew tiow, siapa nak bawak pergi Ampang? Kalau aku lapar malam-malam, nak call siapa suruh belikan burger? Kalau duit takde, nak mintak kat siapa? Kalau nak on9 shopping tapi takde duit, nak pinjam kat siapa? Kalau mama and ayah marah, nak mintak perlindungan from siapa? Kalau nak mintak something kat mak ayah, tapi takut nak cakap, nak mintak siapa tolong cakapkan? Abang aku nak kahwin dah. Beliau bakal ada tanggungjawab yang lebih besar kat keluarga dia. Tahun ni dapat isteri, tahun depan kalau rezeki, dapat anak. Wuu betul-betul rasa macam bakal hilang abang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku, kalau bawak kereta secara haram &lt;b&gt;(maksudnya mak ayah aku taktau aku keluar. aku curi-curi keluar)&lt;/b&gt; dengan kawan, tiba-tiba minyak dah E and takde duit nak isi minyak, cepat-cepat aku call abang aku suruh dia standby kot-kot dia perlu datang menyelamatkan aku. Haha. Kalau keluar rumah, balik malam, cakap kat mak aku pergi rumah kawan. Tapi kat abang aku bagitau benda betul, aku tengok MU vs Liverpool kat Pavillion. Standby eh kot-kot perlu menyelamatkan aku. &lt;b&gt;*dengan abang, elok pulak aku 100% jujur. haha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Habis kalau abang dah jadi suami orang, siapa nak selamatkan aku??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha petanda la tu kot. Time untuk aku jadi remaja yang suka keluar secara haram dah over. Duduk rumah jadi anak dara yang baik. Sebab abang dah takde masa nak selamatkan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmY7dtAPUTc/Th2EhIZFtYI/AAAAAAAABwM/dvtEEkrPd14/s400/164139_1759667826874_1094381013_2143565_647248_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628800814006252930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last pic dengan my 'lifesaver' a.k.a my brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Takpe laaa. I bakal dapat kakak what. Lose some, gain some, kan? Besides, he will marry the awesomest girl I have ever met, my bakal kakak ipaq. Hehe. So, all I can do is pray for them, jodoh kekal dunia akhirat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me and my brother, our bond will always stay the same. Mungkin akan berubah dari segi luaran, but our bond dah confirm kekal dunia akhirat. In fact, if Im being 'jahat', I'll heret him to hell with me. Haha. Sebab dia masuk dalam 4 golongan maa. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tokesah.com/2011/04/4-golongan-ditarik-oleh-kaum-hawa-ke-neraka/"&gt;*4 golongan yang ditarik kaum hawa ke neraka. click kalau nak info lebih lanjut*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Haha. So, my bro cannot 'biar' aku and adik-adik. Like I said, tanggungjawab dia besar. Dah la dia sorang abang kami. Lain la kalau ada abang 2-3. Boleh sama-sama share seksa kat neraka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weyh apa aku ngarut ni???!!! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont worry Abang Mat. I will try to become a good muslimah so you wont go to hell because of me okay. Hehe. &lt;i&gt;To all sisters yang ada brother, love your brother, dont notty-notty&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah ngaruttt~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. So ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 25th Birthday my lovely brother, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Badri Riza @ Abang Mat!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z51OLjdEylw/Th2B_NYhz1I/AAAAAAAABwE/8FLZ8l2QB0E/s400/Untitled.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628798032207269714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jarang abang aku tegor aku kat FB. Selalu aku yang tegor dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi semalam dia tegor aku dulu. Siap 'hye' lagi. Sampai aku tak percaya tu dia. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Rindu adik-adik, rindu abang, rindu mak ayah, rindu bibik, rindu rumah, rindu Malaysia. Sabar hati, sebulan lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : aku tendang abang aku punya, ....... HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s lagi : birthday abang aku next year, agak-agak aku dah jadi MakNgah tak? Haha!!&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/4828802007975239735-3670281059126396412?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/3670281059126396412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=3670281059126396412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3670281059126396412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3670281059126396412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/hes-25.html' title='He&apos;s 25'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmY7dtAPUTc/Th2EhIZFtYI/AAAAAAAABwM/dvtEEkrPd14/s72-c/164139_1759667826874_1094381013_2143565_647248_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-596751027375233248</id><published>2011-07-11T18:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:23:02.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>She's 4 :)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is 11th July 2011. Exactly 4 years ago, my baby sis was born. Aku pernah cerita detik kelahiran my baby sis masa entry untuk birthday dia yang ke-2. &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2009/07/undying-love.html"&gt;Click sini kalau rajin nak baca&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up today, I stayed on my bed for couple of minutes just to get some 'rest' before reality kicks in (reality = thesis, classes, labs, jumpa lecture pembimbing, what to eat today, what to achieve today, et cetera). As I lie awake in my bed, my baby sis was on my mind. How is she, buat party kat tadika tak, cake apa dia makan, blablabla. I reached my handphone and dialed my mom's number. But I hang up before my mom's caller ringtone berbunyi.Why? I donno. I've said this so many times. When I miss them, I cant call them (family). Coz it will easily bring tears. So I said to myself,&lt;b&gt; 'nantilah call. Myra sebuk nak siap pergi sekolah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; kot. nanti la petang-petang sikit'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I bangun, bersiap, ke kelas, ke fakulti, and last ke lab. Tengah buat lab, I stopped and called my mom. Sambil waiting for my mom to pick up my call, sambil fikir apa nak cakap dengan my baby sis. Tapi, tiba-tiba :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra : Hellloooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Eh adik... Adik kenapa angkat telepon mama? Mama mana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra : Mama adeee. Adik kat rumah niii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Oooo.. Adik. Adik tau tak tak hari ni birthday adik??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra : Adik tauu. Adik makan cake Spongebob. Sedappp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Wahh. Sedapnyeee. Mama buat ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra : Mama bagi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Bagus lahh. Adik, adik dah 4 tahun. Adik tau tak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra : Adik dah 4 tahunnnn. Dah besarr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Adik bahagia tak jadi adik kakak??&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;Myra : Adik bagieeeee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Hehe bagusss. I love youuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra : I lovee youuu toooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tiba-tiba, dengar my mom jerit ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom : Myra!!! Jangan main hp mama!! Awak call siapa tu???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra : Kakak Nurul teleponn. Nah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;**conversation me and my mom tak payah la cerita**&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alaaa sedihnya. Again, Im not at home for her birthday. Takpe. This will be the last. Next year I'll be done with my study, InsyaAllah, and next year I'll be at home for her birthday. Also for the next birthdays. Amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 4th Birthday Nur Badrisyah Humaira!&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;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJaL3z_MNJ4/ThrYrxy6W0I/AAAAAAAABv0/nlYKPl53rpY/s400/110220112012.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628048930965707586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gambar last aku ambil 6 bulan lepas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagi tadi aku mengemas wallet aku. Tengah kemas-kemas, jumpa gambar berukuran passport Myra and Zura. Aku ambil from wallet mak aku kot. Hehe. Then aku susun begini ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lvXoNLfbsA/ThrljTe0aGI/AAAAAAAABv8/zl0k1EPLvvU/s400/img-20110711-01602.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628063079040575586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haa. Sebijik tak muka kami, anak dara Bakri and Hafidzah? Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was 21, Myra was 3, Zura was 12 dalam gambar ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my sisters. I cant wait to go back home. But part of me feel like I wont be enjoying myself bila cuti raya coz of my thesis. Sigh. Takpe la. Balik rumah charge 'energy' then pulang ke sini and habiskan semua, November boleh grad!! Aminnnn. Doakan ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song is perfect untuk my family khususnya Myra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="257"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1plFvXuJiJU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1plFvXuJiJU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="257" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setiap nafas yang dihembus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setiap degupan jantung&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku selalu memikirkanmu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dalam sedar dibuai angan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dalam tidur dan khayalan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku selalu memikirkanmu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ternyata ku perlukan cinta dari dirimu sayang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barulah terasa ku bernyawa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kasihku ku amat mencintai kamu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kerana kau beri erti hidup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ku kan terus mencinta sedetik lebih selepas selamanya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Di kala penuh ketakutan dengan badai kehidupan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ku bersyukur adanya kamu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biarlah kehilangan semua yang dimiliki di dunia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asal masih adanya kamu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Done. Thank you for reading this-kinda-sad-and emo-entry. Hehe.&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/4828802007975239735-596751027375233248?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/596751027375233248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=596751027375233248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/596751027375233248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/596751027375233248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/assalamualaikum.html' title='She&apos;s 4 :)'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJaL3z_MNJ4/ThrYrxy6W0I/AAAAAAAABv0/nlYKPl53rpY/s72-c/110220112012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-59766310417146496</id><published>2011-07-07T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T22:11:24.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 30 – A photograph of yourself today + three good things that have happened in the past 30 days</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 good things that have happened in the past 30 days? Hummmmm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st&lt;/b&gt;, aku happy dapat my Albumin Powder. Wahh. Masa dapat tu, rasa nak peluk bapak yang tolong aku dapatkan tu. Nasib baik akal ada lagi. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd&lt;/b&gt;, tadi jumpa pembimbing thesis, beliau cakap sediaan masker wajah aku dah okay and boleh la buat langkah-langkah seterusnya. Aku pon lega. InsyaAllah sempat aku siapkan before aku balik raya. Doakan ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3rd&lt;/b&gt;, happy sebab all my friends (Kak Aina, Yana, Zetty, Ada, Fatihah and Syaza) dah selesai dengan their kolokium. They did a great job. Happy for them sebab pass another stage. Lepas ni dorang ada sidang then dorang grad. Yippie!! Then sukses!! &lt;i&gt;(sukses for us is grad and balik Malaysia and never return. haha)&lt;/i&gt;. Pray for them ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah dia. So tadi, we go and celebrate. Dekat Jatinangor yang kecil dan terpencil ni, kalau nak celebrate, karoke je. So we went there. And I asked Ada to take my pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJxHGrjCg4E/ThW8mwM2rTI/AAAAAAAABvk/ZiHspw9GLw8/s400/img-20110707-00005.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626610683429170482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time gambar ni ditangkap, aku bukan tengah nyanyi pon. Posing je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. DONE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tamat lah 30 Things in 30 Days Challenge. Yeay!! Rasa best pulak dapat selesaikan challenge ni. Tiba-tiba rasa diri sangat berguna sebab berdisiplin. Kah kah kah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click link dibawah kalau nak baca semua entries aku selama 30 hari ni ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/search/label/30%20Things%20in%2030%20Days%20Challenge"&gt;30 Things in 30 Days Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : i cant wait for my turn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-59766310417146496?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/59766310417146496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=59766310417146496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/59766310417146496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/59766310417146496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-30-photograph-of-yourself-today.html' title='Day 30 – A photograph of yourself today + three good things that have happened in the past 30 days'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJxHGrjCg4E/ThW8mwM2rTI/AAAAAAAABvk/ZiHspw9GLw8/s72-c/img-20110707-00005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-3274997354454194934</id><published>2011-07-06T20:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:04:24.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 29 – Something you could never get tired of doing</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hows it hanging y'all. &lt;b&gt;*AnwarHadi's style*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taknak ah cakap pasal 'something'. Nak cakap banyak-banyak thing. Tapi kalini nak buat &lt;b&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; punya style. Pics sahaja. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qsMHf_VoLHo/ThRVdLu16jI/AAAAAAAABuk/6-3VL3nQ8s4/s400/blogging.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626215794346420786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blogging&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;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6qr1CkwH14/ThRXCXxoXMI/AAAAAAAABus/ucv_suqa1ys/s400/facebooking.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 284px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626217532746128578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facebooking&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;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SlkyK1sBfw/ThRXWuedJpI/AAAAAAAABu0/fej2A8I0MWQ/s400/tweeting.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626217882437101202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tweeting&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;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEGXhHxF0vA/ThRa3fO0_uI/AAAAAAAABvU/DLgSr93U2HA/s400/chatting.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626221743815589602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chatting&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;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfRMK7fLKH4/ThRa_OoQHGI/AAAAAAAABvc/AjIUhHhtAZI/s400/watching.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626221876797774946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couch Potatoing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*original word : couch potato*&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;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oojlGrFIP20/ThRYof3MD7I/AAAAAAAABvM/FUnaZmATbAU/s400/eating.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626219287263580082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*more like stuffing. haha*&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;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4li7J8i5Rgo/ThRXjrQegPI/AAAAAAAABu8/eqEkr0-Tt-A/s400/shopping.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626218104911462642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shopping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*kalau takde duit, window shopping je*&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;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5kW_m_63s1A/ThRYYyBXBQI/AAAAAAAABvE/4WEquYO45Os/s400/sleeping.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 233px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626219017260172546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleeping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done. See you tomorrow untuk day terakhir iaitu Day 30!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : takde Studying pon. gstudent tak guna aku ni. haha. studying tak payah tulis la. coz sometimes i do get tired of studying. hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-3274997354454194934?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/3274997354454194934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=3274997354454194934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3274997354454194934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3274997354454194934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-29-something-you-could-never-get.html' title='Day 29 – Something you could never get tired of doing'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qsMHf_VoLHo/ThRVdLu16jI/AAAAAAAABuk/6-3VL3nQ8s4/s72-c/blogging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-3553027733102748767</id><published>2011-07-05T18:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:08:55.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 28 – In this past month, what have you learned</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bulan ni banyak mengajar aku pasal,&lt;b&gt; 'kita merancang, Tuhan menentukan'&lt;/b&gt;. Memang selama ni aku selalu dengar. Tapi aku anggap tu untuk benda besar macam jodoh, accidents, duit. Benda-benda macam tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi bulan ni, macam kena batang hidung sangat-sangat sebab rupanya kat hal kecil seperti nak mendapatkan Albumin Powder untuk thesis pon sangat susah. Aku buat plan A B C D, but non of them is working. I was so broken and risau and stress, sampai terbawa masuk dalam mimpi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setiap orang buat plan. Hari ni buat apa, esok buat apa, lusa kena siap ni. By this month mesti siapkan semua ni. Blablabla. Kan? Tapi kadang-kadang, plan kita tu tak menjadi pon. Adakah sebab kita salah plan? Adakah sebab kita tak cukup usaha dalam planning and carry out the plan? Aku pon taktau jawapan. Tapi, my bestfriend said, &lt;i&gt;if we tried our best, our very best, tapi hasil tak seperti yang kita nak, itu adalah takdir. And as hamba, we have to terima takdir, baik atau buruk. Sebab tu datang dari Allah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True. It is very disappointing when things don't work out the way we had planned. But we have to redha, be patient, do not give up and be strong. Because Allah's plans are always better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that is what I have learned this month. Alhamdulillah for the dugaan, it made me a stronger person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lTezTsqWdlQ/ThLrRn6q0tI/AAAAAAAABuU/jZVAbrfiC6Q/s400/be%2Bpatient.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625817572544533202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. Nak share satu artikel ni from IslamisInspriation. Sangat best ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan for a broken heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan for an autistic child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan for spinsterhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan for a lump in your breast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You plan to be young forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You plan to climb the corporate ladder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You plan to be rich and powerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You plan to be acclaimed and successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You plan to conquer the universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You plan to fall in love – and be loved forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You plan to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan to be sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan to be hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan to be broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan to be betrayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan to be alone in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don’t plan to be shattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes if you work hard enough, you can get what you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But MOST times, what you want and what you get are two different things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We, mortals, plan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But so does Allah in the heavens.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes, it is difficult to understand Allah’s plans especially when&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;His plans are not in consonance with ours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Often, when He sends us crisis, we turn to Him in anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;True, we cannot choose what Allah wishes us to carry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But we can carry it with courage knowing that He will NEVER abandon us nor send something we cannot cope with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, Allah breaks our spirit to save our soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, He breaks our heart to make us whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, He allows pain so we can be stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, Allah sends us failure so we can be humble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, He allows illness so we can take better care of ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sometimes, Allah takes everything away from us so we can learn the value of everything He gave us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make plans, but understand that we live by Allah’s grace.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, my friends, Kak Aina, Zetty, Yana, Syaza, Ada and Fatihah are taking Kolokium &lt;b&gt;*bentang hasil thesis dorang*&lt;/b&gt;. Pray for them ya. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. See you tomorrow for Day 29.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : tougher times are yet to come. pray for me. thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-3553027733102748767?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/3553027733102748767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=3553027733102748767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3553027733102748767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/3553027733102748767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-28-in-this-past-month-what-have-you.html' title='Day 28 – In this past month, what have you learned'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lTezTsqWdlQ/ThLrRn6q0tI/AAAAAAAABuU/jZVAbrfiC6Q/s72-c/be%2Bpatient.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8294144696836226839</id><published>2011-07-04T18:19:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T20:01:47.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 27 – A picture of your favourite band or artist</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramai band and artist aku suka. Ramaiiii... Nickelback, Greenday, Boys Like Girls, Barcelona, Simple Plan, Linkin Park, Plain White Ts, aaaa banyak lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi kalau satu je, its them ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Westlife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Sebab, masa umur 12 tahun, aku dah mula suka dengar music, lagu-lagu dorang yang aku dengar. And start tu lah aku jadi sangat suka lagu english. Aku jadi suka hayati lirik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagi satu sebab aku sangat suka Westlife, is because I really really really love Shane Filan's voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Altho most of Westlife's songs, bukan lagu ori dorang, dorang just nyanyi balik (cover), tapi, semua best. Sebab suara dorang best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5kmXZSo-d64/ThGg-8xSjGI/AAAAAAAABss/16eVDznJvm0/s400/1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625454412887657570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1999, 1st album. Westlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;Flying Without Wings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how young they were! Wow! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5rUg9Rl9fg/ThGhDHcK_VI/AAAAAAAABs0/oIPQ1UGIhu0/s400/2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625454484471348562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2000, 2nd album, Coast To Coast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;Soledad&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;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ7tvOWk7RI/ThGhHzi5AiI/AAAAAAAABs8/Y0OUI0eAlyg/s400/3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625454565030167074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2001, 3rd album, World Of Our Own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;I Wanna Grow Old With you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lagu tu sangat sweet =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MaBNiCnb_R4/ThGhQrrl6NI/AAAAAAAABtE/XnkD4gkHot8/s400/4.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 348px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625454717538003154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2002, 4th album. Unbreakable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;Unbreakable&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video clip lagu tu sedih woooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Uqvfh5afBg/ThGhTpRcZpI/AAAAAAAABtM/SulvFtcD8qs/s400/5.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625454768431064722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2003, 5th album, Turnaround.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;Obvious&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lagu Obvious tu aku pernah tujukan untuk crush aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet lagu tu. Sila dengar! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qfENC4vWK4/ThGkBpk37gI/AAAAAAAABuE/QdYyzCp8Vzs/s400/6.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625457757809798658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2004, 6th album, Allow Us To Be Frank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frankly speaking, tak banyak lagu dalam album ni aku suka. Sebab semua lagu orang and semua lagu lama. Ni album pertama tanpa Brian McFadden sebab beliau dah out from Westlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuHrrTMSv9w/ThGhhGHYQAI/AAAAAAAABtc/505lAKYd03c/s400/7.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625454999511777282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2005, 7th album, Face To Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;Amazing&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;When You Tell Me That You Love Me&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;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tK4BAR1od5Y/ThGhk_3WaeI/AAAAAAAABtk/HahwXe3wbNg/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625455066553412066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2006, 8th album, The Love Album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;The Rose&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sumpah sweet lagu tu. Video clip dia pon sweet! Pergi cari kat Youtube!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yr4J8hEWiyo/ThGhpXlto6I/AAAAAAAABts/a_92EEv0oW4/s400/9.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625455141641364386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2007, 9th album, Back Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;I Do&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lagi satu lagu yang sangat sangat sangat la sweet!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lagu ni takde kat YouTube sebab Sony dah claim. Tapi ni link lagu tu kat Dailymotion.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x622t3_westlife-weddings-i-do_music"&gt;**click here kalau nak dengar lagu yang super sweet**&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau aku omputih, aku kahwin, and Im walking down the aisle, this would be the most perfect song for that moment. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9t3YX0U5-UI/ThGh01RsTYI/AAAAAAAABt0/KtZ0_54uV3o/s400/10.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625455338589015426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009, 10th album, Where We Are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;What About Now&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is Daughtry's song. Rock and serak-serak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi Westlife punya version pon sangat superb. Suara Shane sweet je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuba try dengar kalau tak percaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftpv3dgdvFU/ThGh5LDGs9I/AAAAAAAABt8/rZT6fUh72Lc/s400/11.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625455413152887762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010, 11th album, Gravity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav song dalam album ni is &lt;b&gt;The Reason&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Itu lagu Hoobastank. But Westlife did a greatttt cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuba la dengar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada satu lagi lagu Westlife, yang aku tak pasti dia kat album mana, tapi aku sangat suka lagu ni sebab sangat sedih. Sesuai untuk mood putus cinta. Haha! Tajuk dia, &lt;b&gt;I Cry&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fCOrpL36cY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fCOrpL36cY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="330" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuba korang dengar suara Shane kat 0.14 sampai 0.17. Rendah giler key tu tapi dia nyanyi cool je. Btw, suara Mark Feehily &lt;b&gt;*He's gay*&lt;/b&gt; pon super mantap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuba tengok gambar 1st album sampai la yang kesebelas. Semua nampak makin tua. Tapi, Shane tetap awet muda. Muka baby face memang camtu. Cute memanjang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah!! See you tomorrow untuk Day 28!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : haha sepatutnya letak gambar  je. aku pergi promote lagu-lagu dorang pulak. takpe la. sharing is caring. hehe.&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/4828802007975239735-8294144696836226839?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8294144696836226839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8294144696836226839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8294144696836226839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8294144696836226839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-27-picture-of-your-favourite-band.html' title='Day 27 – A picture of your favourite band or artist'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5kmXZSo-d64/ThGg-8xSjGI/AAAAAAAABss/16eVDznJvm0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-140431410900852738</id><published>2011-07-03T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:52:42.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 26 – A photo of somewhere you want to go</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere I want to go? Hummmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this dream, one day, when I finish with my study here in Bandung, I want to go to places yang ada my bestfriends kat situ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bestfriends are all so very smart. So, they are all over the world. Ashmal is taking architecture in Australia, Dila and Ijah are studying medicine in India, Alia, also a future doctor, is studying in Egypt, Namemate (her name is Arina Balqis. I call her Name-mate coz her name is same with mine) is studying engineering in Japan. So, I would like to go to their place someday. Maybe I'll borrow some money from my dad, with promise to pay him back. Haha. Dreamsssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, manalah tau kan kalau my dad tak bagi. Huhu. But my dad also do the same thing what. Lawat kawan kat oversea sambil bercuti. Tapi tu duit beliau. Taktau la kalau beliau bagi aku guna duit beliau untuk jumpa kawan aku. Haha. Tapi, as I said, I BORROW. I'll pay it back la daddy. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. But that is not the place I want to go, the most. Sure, its a dream. A big dream. But the place I want to go sangat-sangat is, here ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D66jY9wsnXU/ThBSWtGiBPI/AAAAAAAABsk/hZqhvACfwDY/s400/038.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625086484603340018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. I want to go there one day. Buat Umrah with my parents. Wahh, bestnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dulu, when I was young, I read Mastika a lot and aku jadi sangat takut nak pergi sebab cerita-cerita orang dapat balasan kat sana. Tak nampak Kaabah la, jadi gila depan Kaabah la, sesat padahal Kaabah depan mata la. Serius. Jadi takut. Sebab pikir, wah, aku ni banyak dosa. Layak ke pergi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, bila dah besar sikit, bila tengok mak ayah sendiri, dan orang lain, yang pergi sana then jadi rindu nak pergi sana lagi, buat aku rasa, aku nak gak perasaan camtu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people say, bila dah pergi sana, you'll change. Become a better person. Sejauh mana itu betul, I dont know. Coz aku tengok, ada je yang pergi, balik sini, still sama. But itu antara dorang dengan Pencipta. Lets focus on ourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, itulah dia. Nak pergi Tanah Suci. Maybe one day. With my mom and dad. Lagi best dengan abang and adik-adik sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last birthday, I did tell my dad I want to go perform Umrah with him and mom one day. He said, &lt;b&gt;'InsyaAllah'&lt;/b&gt;. Thats good enough for me. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray it'll come true ya. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you tomorrow for Day 27 :)&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/4828802007975239735-140431410900852738?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/140431410900852738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=140431410900852738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/140431410900852738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/140431410900852738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-26-photo-of-somewhere-you-want-to.html' title='Day 26 – A photo of somewhere you want to go'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D66jY9wsnXU/ThBSWtGiBPI/AAAAAAAABsk/hZqhvACfwDY/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8817786007056038918</id><published>2011-07-02T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T19:49:55.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 25 – Short term goals for this month and why</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal for this month? Wah ini soalan sangat simple. Sekali baca, aku dah ada jawapan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nak habiskan Tugas Akhir (TA) aku bulan ni gak! Mesti dah siap semua uji stabilitas. And kalau Dosen Pembimbing aku dah bagi kebenaran and approve sediaan aku, aku buat uji efektivitas bulan ni gak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab? So, nanti, balik from cuti raya, aku tinggal ambil data and buat data and siapkan segalanya. Sebab aku nak sangat-sangat nak grad bulan 11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh!! Lagi satu goal aku. Aku nak lulus Elusidasi Struktur!! Mesti mesti mesti!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doakan aku ye dear readers. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you tomorrow for Day 26.&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/4828802007975239735-8817786007056038918?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8817786007056038918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8817786007056038918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8817786007056038918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8817786007056038918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-25-short-term-goals-for-this-month.html' title='Day 25 – Short term goals for this month and why'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-6133318491024611233</id><published>2011-07-01T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T19:16:40.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alaaahai. Soalan macam ni susah betol nak jawab. Semua orang, barang and benda aku sangat-sangat bermakna dalam hidup. Sebab aku ni jenis sentimental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la. Kita tak payah cakap pasal orang eh. Tu tolak ketepi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something..... One thing je ke? Banyak benda-benda aku yang sangat bermakna. Semua sebab ada kenangan masing-masing. Aiseyh. Susah susah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la. Aku tunjuk &lt;b&gt;salah satu&lt;/b&gt; benda yang mean so much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thI3gwxm30I/Tg2n88xeibI/AAAAAAAABsc/FNBPfTRc_3I/s400/p-a-w-fossil-es2053-front-1.wm.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 270px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624336175203256754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic above, is my watch. Why it means so much to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab, jam ni aku beli 83.33% guna duit sendiri. Yang aku kumpul hasil kerja masa cuti sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenapa 83.33%?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa aku jalan-jalan dekat Mall, aku cari jam yang aku suka and akan pakai sepanjang hayat. Sebab aku ni jarang nak beli jam. Jam aku tahan 3-4 tahun. So, nampak jam Fossil ni, aku suka!! So aku aim jam ni. Aku tengok harga dia RM300.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila dapat gaji, aku ketepikan duit RM300 cukup-cukup untuk jam ni. Duit lain, aku beli barang makeup, belanja adik-adik makan McD dan lain-lain lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, aku pergi lagi sekali ke kedai tu dengan mak aku. Aku cakap kat apek tu,&lt;b&gt; 'Saya mau jam ini. Harga 300 ringgit ni'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apek tu cakap&lt;b&gt; 'Mana ada 300 linggit. 360 linggit laa'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku terkejut!! Lalu aku berkata,&lt;b&gt; 'Lu naikkan harga kaa? Saya tengok 2 minggu lepas 300 ringgit!'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apek tu defend diri dia. Dia cakap&lt;b&gt; 'Mana ada laaa. Lu salah tengok ma. Ini anam (6) laa bukan kosong (0). Lu salah tengok maa'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon  berkata nada kecewa,&lt;b&gt; 'Alaaa yeke. Alaa sedih nya. Saya ingat 300 ringgit. Lu kasi kurang la taukey. 300 ringgit boleh?'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apek tu cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'Mana boleh amoiii. Ini barang ori ma. Bagi kurang, saya rugi lorh'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mengeluh kekecewaan, &lt;b&gt;'Alooooooooo.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba mak aku mengejek,&lt;b&gt; 'Tengok harga pon salah. Padan muka'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon buat muka monyok......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba mak aku cakap, &lt;b&gt;'Bak sini jam tu. Tengok sikit'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apek tu pon bagi jam tu kat mak aku. Mak aku belek-belek dan dia cakap, &lt;b&gt;'Tak lawa la yang ni Nurul. Ambil lain laa'..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon pergi tengok-tengok jam lain. Yang harga dalam 300 ringgit ke bawah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba-tiba mak aku cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'Awak nak sangat ke jam ni? Cantik pulak mama tengok jam ni'.&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mata ku berkaca-kaca sambil berkata ,&lt;b&gt; 'NAK!!'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak aku pon cakap kat Apek,&lt;b&gt; 'Anak punya pasal la taukey. Saya tambah lagi 60 ringgit. Kesian sama dia. Nanti tak boleh tidur malam saya susah'&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wuaaaaaaa!!!!! My mama is the best yaw!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then selamat la jam ini menjadi milik ku. Dan itulah sebab mengapa jam Fossil ni merupakan salah satu barang yang means a lot to me. 83.33% duit aku, 16.67% lagi duit mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok sekian. See you tomorrow untuk Day 25!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : peratus tu takde la accurate sangat. saja je menggedik guna peratus. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-6133318491024611233?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/6133318491024611233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=6133318491024611233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6133318491024611233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6133318491024611233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-24-photo-of-something-that-means.html' title='Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thI3gwxm30I/Tg2n88xeibI/AAAAAAAABsc/FNBPfTRc_3I/s72-c/p-a-w-fossil-es2053-front-1.wm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1672768902557362602</id><published>2011-06-30T21:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:25:25.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 23 –  Your dream wedding</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellooo there world! &lt;b&gt;*tiru Anwa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;rHadi. hahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dream wedding? Aiyaa. I dont even have a boyfriend. Susah nak jawab soalan camni kalau pasangan yang nak langsungkan wedding with pon belum ada. Haha. But, a girl can dream, aite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pernah cakap sikitttt pasal dream wedding aku. &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2009/12/karam.html"&gt;Baca link ni&lt;/a&gt;. Tapi, untuk kome-kome yang malas nak baca sebab agak panjang, meh la aku terangkan je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream wedding aku yang rasa will forever be a dream ialah, aku nak wedding aku atas kapal. Akad nikah tak payah la atas kapal. Akad nikah kat daratan cukup. Lagi best, kat Masjid Wilayah. Boleh se'geng' dengan Siti Nurhaliza. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, itu lah dream wedding aku. Majlis kahwin, makan-makan, tangkap-tangkap gambar, nak kat atas kapal. Cruise ship. Macam Titanic. Wah seronok nye kalau dapat!! Kahwin dengan anak raja, belum tentu dapat. Kena kahwin dengan Taylor Lautner baru dapat agaknya. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxzLhTWftZQ/TgyC-ig3p0I/AAAAAAAABr8/vb2jvky1GOo/s400/17.%2Bcruiseship.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014045607077698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Majlis kat cruise ship. Best kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51Vev4yeMMU/TgyDKn24V_I/AAAAAAAABsE/pUHz3XFLyjM/s400/Cruise%2BShip%2BWedding.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 270px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014253200005106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas tu boleh tangkap gambar ala-ala Titanic. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la. Itu yang dream yang super impossible. Meh aku cakap pasal bayangan perkahwinan yang mungkin la akan jadi kenyataan. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau la sampai masa untuk aku and future hubby nak berumahtangga, aku tak kisah tunang atau tak. Kalau future hubby nak tunang, aku buat syarat. Taknak lama sangat. Taknak setahun. 6 hingga 10 bulan cukup. Tapi, kalau future hubby pon tak kisah, aku akan sarankan kat dia, untuk save bajet, tak payah tunang pon takpe. Tapi, kat sini kena tengok apa kehendak mak ayah dia and mak ayah aku. Pokoknya, aku tak kisah. Tak tunang pon boleh, tunang pon boleh dengan syarat, tak lama. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau majlis akad nikah pulak, dream aku, aku nak majlis akad nikah tu lepas Isyak. Ececece. Kenapa nak malam? Hehehehe. Haa!! Jangan pikir benda lain!! &lt;b&gt;*padahal aku yang terpikir wakakaka*&lt;/b&gt;. Aku nak lepas Isyak sebab esoknya, terus buat majlis. Kalau pagi akad nikah, tengah hari majlis sanding, sampai malam, malam kang penat!! Haaaa. Hahahahaahah gatai gak aku ni :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, nikah lepas Isyak, esoknya, majlis!! pakai baju lawa!! Yeay!! Ok. Normally, orang akan buat dua kali. Satu belah perempuan, satu belah laki. Gap mungkin dalam seminggu or dua minggu. Kan? Pada aku, tu macam banyak kos yang keluar. Belah laki belah perempuan. Dah la gap seminggu dua. Leceh aaahh. Aku ni jenis, kalau buat benda, sekali harung je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, dream wedding aku, aku nak perkahwinan kat taman, yang jemput kedua-dua belah pihak sekaligus. Senang!!! Contoh kat Taman Metroprima tu, sewa tapak besar-besar, then gabung terus belah laki and perempuan. Lagi bagus. Antara kelebihan lain, saudara-mara belah laki boleh kenal-kenal dengan saudara-mara belah perempuan. Mingle-mingle la korang and borak-borak la sampai kering anak tekak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ATaVAVuqr70/TgyDRhUlOII/AAAAAAAABsM/-kuRgKpUjcI/s400/italian_gardens_wedding.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014371704617090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cantik kan taman camni kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas tu buat pelamin tu kat mana-mana sesuai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pasang khemah banyak-banyak so tetamu boleh duduk dan makan tanpa gangguan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ehXD365yWTY/TgyDU3wy82I/AAAAAAAABsU/ziL379ggNQc/s400/pix10.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 244px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014429268144994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tak pasang khemah pon cantik gak kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi cam impossible la sebab cuaca kat Malaysia tu panas. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagi satu sebab aku nak majlis sekali harung ni, sebab kos lebih murah! Persalinan baju pon satu je. Aku and future hubby kena toleransi la tema warna apa nak. Sebab boleh satu je. Tapi kalau nak dua pon boleh. Pandai-pandai la nanti kita bincang. Kan suami isteri. Ecececeecec :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh lagi satu!!! Aku taknak ada istiadat tabur-tabur beras semua tu. Kalau ada pelamin boleh tapi tak payah la sanding-sanding. Tangkap-tangkap gambar je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See?? Best kan dream wedding aku? Haha. Altho mungkin pada certain orang, simple. Kahwin kan seumur hidup sekali, kenapa tak buat grand-grand? Well, true. Dream wedding aku ni agak simple. Tapi pada aku, biarlah wedding tu simple, cos tak banyak. Sebab duit tu boleh guna untuk rumah, kereta, perabut, Balqis-junior and future-hubby-junior yang bakal lahir. Ecewah!! Hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagipon, kalau wedding ni simple pon, ni dream wedding aku. Kalau korang nak grand-grand, tu dream wedding korang. Pergi la plan. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Ni plan aku je ni. Entah-entah tak jadi sebab mak ayah aku and mak ayah bakal hubby taknak. Yelah, aku merancang, Tuhan menentukan. Entah-entah lain betul wedding aku dengan apa yang aku angan-angankan ni. Haha. Takpe la. Asalkan kahwin dengan bakal hubby. Whoever he may be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wherever you are, whenever it's right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll come out of nowhere and into my life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh lagi satu. Harapan terbesar aku untuk wedding aku ni, sebenarnya, aku nak majlis akad nikah tu, ayah aku yang salam dengan future hubby aku tu. Taknak Tok Kadi upahan. Nak ayah aku gak!! Simbolik ayah aku menyerahkan aku kat future hubby. Wakaka sweet kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah!! See you tomorrow untuk day 24!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Hehe. Gatai betol anak dara Bakri ni :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s lagi : ni just dream wedding masa aku berumur 17 hingga sekarang. mana la tau kot-kot esok-esok dah nak kahwin betul-betul, tukar idea lain pulak sebab ikut bajet and future hubby. hehe. so jangan expect korang akan terima kad kahwin aku yang ajak korang datang tengok aku kahwin kat taman ye. tapi kalau korang baik, doakan lah dream aku ni come true. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-1672768902557362602?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1672768902557362602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1672768902557362602&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1672768902557362602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1672768902557362602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-23-your-dream-wedding.html' title='Day 23 –  Your dream wedding'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxzLhTWftZQ/TgyC-ig3p0I/AAAAAAAABr8/vb2jvky1GOo/s72-c/17.%2Bcruiseship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7247326029957073114</id><published>2011-06-29T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T19:33:40.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 22 – A letter to someone who has hurt you recently</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who has hurt me recently? Ex? Nahh, I dont linger on the past. Friends? Nope. I dont have any perfect friends. If they hurt me, probably because I hurt them too. So we are equal. Hummmm Siapa ye.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to be honest, recently, Im hurting myself. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bukan la I hurt myself seperti toreh dengan pisau gitu. Noooo. Humm. Its hard to put it into words on how I've been hurting myself lately. But I am hurting myself sekarang ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, should I write a letter to myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Balqis Riza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You might dont understand why Allah allows certain things to happen. But you must know, Allah is not making any mistake. So why so stress about it? I know its hard to stay strong and positive when everything is going against you. But you are hurting yourself. What you put yourself in right now is not good for you, emotionally, mentally and even physically. All you must do now is usaha, doa and tawakal. And leave it all to Allah. Trust His plans for you. He will not give you something you cant bear. So, hold on. It cant rain forever. Allah heard you. You just have to be patient. Ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Regards, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Balqis Riza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There. So, every time I feel like I cannot go on, I should remind myself again and again, read this 'letter' again and again until I vomit positivity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done. See you tomorrow for Day 23.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : please pray for me.&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/4828802007975239735-7247326029957073114?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7247326029957073114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7247326029957073114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7247326029957073114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7247326029957073114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-22-letter-to-someone-who-has-hurt.html' title='Day 22 – A letter to someone who has hurt you recently'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1589717785462552250</id><published>2011-06-28T19:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:35:42.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jatinangor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Day 21 – A photo of your favorite place to eat</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cakap pasal 'eat', aku tiba-tiba homesick and sangat mengidam masakan Mama. Sabor ye diri ku. Sebulan lebih lagi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tu aku mengidam makanan kat pasar malam, Tako Tao kat Mid, meatballs kat Ikea, Carl's Jr kat OU, char kuew tiow kat Ampang and roti canai kat kedai mamak! Waaaaaaa!!! Eh lari tajuk la pulakkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A photo of my favorite place to eat? Ok, since aku menghabiskan masa kat bumi Jatinangor tercinta ni lebih banyak daripada kat negara sendiri, aku cakap pasal fav place aku kat sini la eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kat sini, aku suka makan nasi padang. Tapi, aku kurangkan makan nasi padang coz sangat menggemukkan. Then, aku tukar selera. Aku sangat suka makan kat a place call &lt;b&gt;LAMONGAN&lt;/b&gt;. Aku sangat suka Lamongan ni, sampai aku sanggup redah hujan untuk pergi makan Lamongan! True Story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lamongan ni simple je makanan dia. Ada &lt;b&gt;ayam, bebek, kol (kobis) goreng, telur goreng, hati ampela, kepala and kaki ayam goreng&lt;/b&gt; pon ada. Nasi dia, ada &lt;b&gt;nasi biasa and nasi uduk&lt;/b&gt;. Nasi uduk ni rasa dia macam nasi lemak. Tapi yang buat aku sangat-sangat suka makan Lamongan ini ialah, sambal dia yang super mantap!!! Tak pedas sangat. Just nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh lagi satu, gerai Lamongan ni pada aku bersih altho dia tepi jalan. And abang-abang yang kerja kat Lamongan ni kemas-kemas belaka. Siap pakai kemeja. Rambut pulak sikat senget macam Justin Bieber. Haha!!! And one of them, sangat cute! Hehe &lt;b&gt;*gatai*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang aku kecewa dengan Lamongan ni, dia bukak malam je. From magrib sampai tengah malam. Means, kalau makan Lamongan, untuk dinner only. How I wish dia bukak 24jam and ada delivery service. Tapi, kalau ada, memang gemok la aku duk makan Lamongan 24jam. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, ni gambar ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYmOInjeqck/TgnDrPGsKJI/AAAAAAAABr0/0JqYHF5ltpQ/s400/IMG_5745.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623240757305157778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seperti yang aku cakap tadi, Lamongan ni tepi jalan je. Gambar ni diambil bertentangan dengan Lamongan. Kena cross jalan besar. Kalau aku pergi naik motor, aku park motor kat depan banner tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tempat duduk pon tak banyak. Disebalik banner tu, tempat duduk. Kat sini, lepas makan, kena blah. Takleh nak lepak-lepak sangat sebab orang beratur tunggu turn nak makan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1BzcKwwnqg/TgnDkPlr80I/AAAAAAAABrk/1VP_PXWL3uk/s400/IMG_5724.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623240637176083266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni contoh makanan. &lt;b&gt;Nasi, ayam, kobis goreng, timun and sambal &lt;/b&gt;tu basic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boleh nak tambah apa yang disukai seperti telur goreng, hati ampela, kalau taknak nasi biasa, boleh mintak nasi uduk, dll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Setiap kali makan, aku punya menu wajib, &lt;b&gt;nasi uduk, ayam, kobis goreng, terung goreng, telur goreng dan sambal mesti tambah 2 kali&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nyum nyum!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8EvDL2KHQc/TgnDn24IfjI/AAAAAAAABrs/X6aEqBsYpIY/s400/IMG_5736.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623240699262041650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pinggan sudah licin, perut kenyang, suka hati!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah tempat makan fav aku kat bumi Jatinangor ni. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok!! See you tomorrow untuk Day 22!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s : special thanks kat Zetty Faeza untuk semua gambar diatas!!&lt;/b&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/4828802007975239735-1589717785462552250?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1589717785462552250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1589717785462552250&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1589717785462552250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1589717785462552250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-21-photo-of-your-favorite-place-to.html' title='Day 21 – A photo of your favorite place to eat'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYmOInjeqck/TgnDrPGsKJI/AAAAAAAABr0/0JqYHF5ltpQ/s72-c/IMG_5745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8447476638967989911</id><published>2011-06-27T18:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T23:31:02.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 20 – The meaning behind your blog name</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been blogging since July 2008. Including this entry, there are 323 entries. But that is not the actual number of course. I've deleted some of my entries. 5 or 6 perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blog name is not always The Sengal Story. Masa mula-mula buat blog, my blog name is &lt;b&gt;Broken yet Healed&lt;/b&gt;. Masa buat tu, I was trying to move on from a breakup. Haha. If you dont believe me, search for my oldest entries. Some of them are about me trying to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while I decided not to be sangat emo. Its not good ya know. Tak cun orang kata. Haha. Kebetulan, masa akhir 2008, the word 'sengal' was widely use among my friends. So, aku pon terhasut dan terpengaruh untuk menggunakan perkataan 'sengal'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dulu masa Friendster masih aktif dan popular, aku rajin mengepos kat group 1989. And setiap kali pos aku suka guna perkataan sengal. Then some of the regular posters there panggil aku Bal Sengal. I find it kinda cool altho 'sengal' is not a complement. Just an expression nak menunjukkan aku ni tak betul and kuat merapu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until one day, I decided to change my blog name to The Sengal Story. I dont really care the true meaning of sengal coz I know, it couldnt be that bad. Bukan harsh word pon. Like I said, for me, sengal is something like 'kuat mengarut and merapu and tak betul kepala otak'. Coz that is really me. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, bediri megah la The Sengal Story. Altho tak semua entry aku sengal, and most of my entries are about my personal point of views, untuk cerita ke'cute'an baby sis aku, or untuk luah geram and happy, untuk share info and untuk tengok pendapat orang, but I like the name. I think the way I put those into words yang menyebabkan blog ni agak sengal. Haha. Seronok je menyengal ni. Try it sometimes! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I still remember, masa aku tukar blog name aku, my bestfriend, Tiya, said, &lt;b&gt;'good for you Bal. No more broken'&lt;/b&gt;. Hehe. Kan dah cakap, emo sebab broken ni tak cun ah. Kena sentiasa happy so that people will like you for your positive and sengal vibes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok thats it. See you tomorrow untuk Day 21 :)&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/4828802007975239735-8447476638967989911?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8447476638967989911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8447476638967989911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8447476638967989911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8447476638967989911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-20-meaning-behind-your-blog-name.html' title='Day 20 – The meaning behind your blog name'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5379410232541729132</id><published>2011-06-26T09:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T19:26:34.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 19 – A picture of something you want to do before you die</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres a lot of things I wanna do before I die. Get married, have bunch of cute kids, buy a minicooper, haha banyak lah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la. One thing okay. Just one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really really really reallyyyyyyyy wanna go bungee jumping. Seriously!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau korang baca &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-13-what-kind-of-person-attracts-you.html"&gt;Day 13 - What Kind of Person attracts you&lt;/a&gt;, baca yang number 10, aku ada cakap yang aku suka orang yang suka try benda pelik dan baru. And dia sentiasa sokong aku yang suka benda extreme ni. Contoh benda extreme tu ialah makan exotic food and bungee jumping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup!! Aku sangat mahu try &lt;b&gt;bungee jumping&lt;/b&gt; sejak tengok Amazing Race masa aku form 3. I was like, hell yeah!! I want to try that someday!! I really do, Im not lying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to feel the wind, the adrenaline rush, the ngilu dekat perut sebab free fall, and macam-macam lagi lah!! Tu pasal I never scared kalau naik roller coaster. Lagi tinggi lagi aku suka. Aku suka sangat rasa ngilu-ngilu kat perut yang aku dapat bila kita tengah free fall. Macam naik Solero Space Shot kat Genting. Aku suka gila!!!! Kalau ke Genting, aku naik itu dulu before naik yang lain. And, aku akan make sure aku naik at least 3 kali. True Story!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, korang mesti dapat agak betapa aku suka kat benda-benda extreme. Kalau ada bungee jumping kat Malaysia, bagitau ye kat mana. Aku dengar, ada kat Sunway Lagoon bakal ada. Betul ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, itu lah dia. Something I wanna do before I die is, bungee jumping. Kat mana pon tak kisah la tapi orang cakap, tempat paling femes untuk bungee jumping ialah kat Victoria Falls Bridge kat Zimbabwe. Costa Rica ada, Thailand pon ada. Ah tak kisah lah kat mana janji tempat tu orang kata best, femes, tinggi and boleh terjun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila agaknya dapat ye? Huhu. Tunggu honeymoon la. Ajak bakal suami aku honeymoon tempat adventure yang extreme-extreme. Tempat romantik-romantik lain tahun boleh pergi. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dMFmPeWL_Hc/TgagnCmTxEI/AAAAAAAABrM/EDwd-IvP_AU/s400/bungee_jumping_.bmp" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 311px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622357777391535170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mak!! Seronok nye!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu5FdbGEOII/TgaguPyg3sI/AAAAAAAABrU/zoCdXvXW9oA/s400/Bungee%2BJump%2Bvictoria%2Bfalls.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622357901191470786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BESTNYE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4Urukk7x80/Tgag5BO9pVI/AAAAAAAABrc/rYshOgXXddc/s400/Untitled.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622358086262826322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAHU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. See you esok untuk Day 20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : gusi sangat sakit. wuuuuu~&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/4828802007975239735-5379410232541729132?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5379410232541729132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5379410232541729132&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5379410232541729132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5379410232541729132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-19-picture-of-something-you-want-to.html' title='Day 19 – A picture of something you want to do before you die'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dMFmPeWL_Hc/TgagnCmTxEI/AAAAAAAABrM/EDwd-IvP_AU/s72-c/bungee_jumping_.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-7235611753890945384</id><published>2011-06-25T19:29:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:51:12.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Day 18 – 5 things that irritate you about opposite/same sex (Odontectomy Special)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before aku meneruskan entry ni, meh aku nak cerita something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dah buat Odontectomy. Cabut gigi bongsu bawah atau nama medis dia, lower third molar. Sebatang je la tapi. Tapi cabut sebatang ni pon sakit macam harammm you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dapat izin from dentist untuk buat odon ni minggu lepas. Dentist aku cakap, seumur hidup gigi bongsu aku ni akan sakit and gusi akan sentiasa rasa uneasy. So, bangun pagi tadi, aku duduk atas sambil fikir-fikir, nak pergi ke tak, nak pergi ke tak. Diba &lt;b&gt;*kawan aku yang ambil dentistry*&lt;/b&gt; cakap, nak taknak, kena cabut gak. Aku pon, ok fineeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita, antara reason lain aku berat hati nak pergi ialah sebab takde siapa boleh nak temankan aku. Kawan-kawan aku takde sorang pon yang free. Dorang semua busy. Aku pulak kena la pergi berteman coz I will be drugged ma! Kot-kot la pengsan tengah jalan ke kang. Haha. Tapi takpe la. Aku kan Miss Independent. Pergi minor surgery je. Bukan pergi beranak! So, aku bersiap, tunggu bas, sampai hospital, aku uruskan pendaftaran aku. Next thing I know, nama aku dipanggil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uish aku cuak. Sumpah aku cuak. Aku cuak gilerr. Jumpa doktor bedah mulut. Doc tu handsome wo! Termasuk lah assistant dia. Kacak!!! Dorang tau aku orang Malaysia, dorang speaking dengan aku. English dorang not bad la. Dia tengok hasil X-ray &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-10-photo-of-item-you-last-purchased.html"&gt;*korang nak tengok? boleh click link ni*&lt;/a&gt;. Then dia cakap, cabut gigi bongsu ni tindakan yang bijak. Sebab gigi bongsu ni takde fungsi sangat. Buat susah nak berus gigi je. Dia cakap, cabut satu dulu. Nanti cabut lagi 3. Bila dengar tu, aku tekad!! Aku nak cabut semua gigi bongsu aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia pon suruh aku duduk kat kerusi dia tu sambil tengok dorang sediakan peralatan. Then doc tu nak mula. Dia tanya&lt;b&gt; 'are you ready??'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku jawab,&lt;b&gt; 'NO!! Wait wait. Will it be painful??'&lt;/b&gt;. Doc tu jawab dengan jujur&lt;b&gt; 'when I inject the anesthetic in your gum, it will be painful. but after that, no'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku pon, tarik nafassss hembussss. Doc cakap &lt;b&gt;'relax. it will be over soon'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku pon lepas muhasabah diri, aku cakap&lt;b&gt; 'ok doc. Im ready'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengan lafaz Bismillah, dentist tu pon membius gusi aku. Waaa sakit!!! Aku tersentak sekejap sebab sakit. Tapi lepas tu ok je. Within 3-5 minutes, I feel numb. Haha. Then doc tu pon buat la kerja dia. Aku tutup mata sebab tak sanggup nak tengok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi ada satu time ni, eventho aku tak rasa langsung apa doc buat, tapi aku boleh rasa dia tengah nak cungkil keluar gigi bongsu aku. Aku tiba-tiba jadi tersangat takut lalu aku jerit perlahan&lt;b&gt; 'aaaaaaa'&lt;/b&gt;. Doc tu berhenti and tanya,&lt;b&gt; 'why? you feel pain?'&lt;/b&gt;. aku jawab sambil nganga tu &lt;b&gt;'Nooo. Im scared'&lt;/b&gt;. Doc tu tergelak then cakap&lt;b&gt; 'dont shout like that. you make me feel scared too'&lt;/b&gt;. Haha psiko punya dentist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then dentist tu cakap &lt;b&gt;'udah keluar gigin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya. sekarang saya jahit gusi nya ya'&lt;/b&gt;. OMG. Altho I dont feel any pain, at all, but my heart berdegup dengan sangat kencang, every single minute. Seriously. Then after a while, the doc said&lt;b&gt; 'OK! Done! Good girl'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku pon lega. Tapi bibir and lidah aku numb. Feeling numb buat aku rasa macam bibir aku menebal 10 inci!! Tapi bila tengok kat cermin, normal je. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc tanya ada alergic ubat tak, itu ini, soalan lain yang basic. Then dia bagi resep ubat. Then dia tanya&lt;b&gt; 'ada teman kan? karena obat tadi takutnya bikin kamu pusing'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku jawab &lt;b&gt;'ya ya. saya sama teman'&lt;/b&gt;. Sorry doc hensem, saya terpaksa tipu. So, pergi Farmasi, ambil ubat, then balik naik bas. Masa dalam bas, makcik sebelah jelinggg je aku sebab aku asyik meludahkan darah kat tisu. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, efek anesthetic dah habis. Bibir and lidah kembali ke normal. Gigi sangat perit and ngilu. And now sangat lapar tapi mampu kunyah roti je. Tu pon aku telan je. Haha. Tapi yang paling tak best ialah, darah tak berhenti keluar. So aku asyik menelan darah aku. Euww tapi aku malas nak pergi tandas ludah-ludah. So, telan je la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa-apa pon, aku bersyukur sebab sakit gigi yang aku deritai sejak 18 tahun and 2 minggu lepas makin menjadi ni akan berkurang, insyaAllah. Nanti aku nak cabut yang lain pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special thank you kat Diba and Wazir sebab rajin angkat phone call aku untuk bagi tips and saranan and dengar complain aku. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40fI9jwBb6A/TgXTrFHWXXI/AAAAAAAABq8/6KwDGfWvb74/s400/250620112294.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622132446902771058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gigi bongsu bawah belah kanan yang buat aku merana sejak aku 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFd-2acukro/TgaQNwA0wGI/AAAAAAAABrE/GFeYSYKuXEY/s400/250px-Wisdom-Teeth-1824.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 128px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622339750719701090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid wisdom tooth.. Huh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok dah! Meh nak jawab soalan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 things that irritate me about opposite or same sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st, orang tu ada body odour yang kurang menyenangkan. Akan buat aku rasa tak senang nak dekat dengan orang tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd, orang yang gurau kasar. Contoh, aku study kat Indo, so dia suka kata aku ni orang Indo. Mula-mula tu tak kisah pon tapi bila dah lama-lama, annoying la gurau macam tu. Macam kasar. Apa ko nak guraukan sebenarnya? Aku jadi tak faham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd, orang yang pinjam barang tak reti pulang. Contoh, dulu kat sekolah, ada member nak pinjam pen, aku bagi, tapi dia tak pulangkan balik. Esoknya, aku mintak pen aku, dia kata dia rasa dah bagi balik, takpon dia bagi orang lain pinjam, dia lupa. Dia kata, kalau hilang, dia ganti baru. Aku bukan kedekut and berkira sampai pen sebatang pon aku nak marah kalau hilang. Cuma akan terdetik kat hati aku, rasa annoying. Sebab kalau sebatang pen yang dia pinjam and benda tu amanah, dia tak reti nak jaga, apatah lagi benda-benda besar. Dari situ boleh nampak peribadi dia. Kan? Tu pendapat aku la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th, yang susah betul nak menepati masa. Aku boleh lagi tolerate kalau jenis janji melayu, janji pukul 10 datang pukul 10.30. Tapi kalau janji monyet, janji pukul 10 datang pukul 11.30 tu, aku tak suka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th, yang berlagak bagus. Kalau dia memang bagus pon, dia tak layak nak buat orang lain rasa bodoh or tak bagus. Aku kalau jumpa mamat/minah poyo camni, huh, aku lari jauh-jauh. Buat aku nyampah and rasa nak kutuk je, Kang aku gak yang berdosa. Kan? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah!! See you tomorrow untuk Day 19 :)&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/4828802007975239735-7235611753890945384?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/7235611753890945384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=7235611753890945384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7235611753890945384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/7235611753890945384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-18-5-things-that-irritate-you-about.html' title='Day 18 – 5 things that irritate you about opposite/same sex (Odontectomy Special)'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40fI9jwBb6A/TgXTrFHWXXI/AAAAAAAABq8/6KwDGfWvb74/s72-c/250620112294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-2644012831775630164</id><published>2011-06-24T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T20:25:03.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 17 – How you hope your future will be like</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do I hope my future will be like? Hahaha thats simple. Ini soalan paling simple aku pernah dapat. And automatik aku tau jawapan dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to graduate this year. Go back home, have a nice job with pay checks will lots of zeros on it. Balas jasa mak ayah. Meet a nice guy, fall in love, he loves me back, get married, have bunch of kids, raise them well, grow old with him, then die in his arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds like a perfect future aite? Siapa tak harap dapat future macam ni. Macam cartoon-cartoon Disney. Live happily ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the reality is, takde siapa dapat predict future dia. And takde siapa boleh kawal apa dia bakal dapat. Macam lagu Que Sera Sera ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever will be, will be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The future's not ours to see.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lagi satu, as human, we always hope. When we hope, we never tawakal. Therefore, our expectations akan jadi sangat tinggi. Tapi bila tak dapat apa nak, kita akan rasa sangat kecewa down and kalau kurang iman, akan salahkan takdir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bukan aku cakap hope is bad. Nooo. We have to have hopes, dreams and desires. So we have something to work for and to look forward to. But the way we hope, dream and desire tu yang salah. Tu je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macam ayat Miss K bagi kat aku ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selalu, kita di uji dengan benda-benda yang kita sukai, yang kita inginkan, benda yang sangat kita harapkan, benda yang kalau boleh kita sanggup berbuat apa sahaja agar menjadi kenyataan. Tapi perkara sebaliknya yang berlaku.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INGATLAH, bahwa semua itu bukan kita yang punya, bukan kuasa kita untuk menentukan apa yang baik untuk kita. Bukan sebab DIA tak sayang kita. Its just that, HE HAS A BETTER IDEA, for us to see and explore. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semoga kita dapat memahami dan dapat memaknai setiap hikmahnya. Semoga DIA merencanakan yang terbaik buat kita, Insha Allah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Tahzan Innallahha ma'ana. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jangan bersedih, sesungguhnya Allah bersama kita.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chaiyuk!!! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice words Miss K. Thank you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesimpulan, yes, I do hope my future sangat best and smoothhhhh je jalan aku nak gapai future aku. But thats impossible. Road to success is never smooth and simple. Tengok je lah sekarang. Almost everyday aku moody sebab thesis aku. Kejap ok kejap lagi kang tunggang langgang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, all I can hope is, I will always be strong and redha with whatever my future will be like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hendaklah engkau beriman pula kepada takdir (Qadha' dan Qadar).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yang baik ataupun yang buruk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semuanya dari Allah jua.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok done. See you tomorrow for Day 18.&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/4828802007975239735-2644012831775630164?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/2644012831775630164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=2644012831775630164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2644012831775630164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2644012831775630164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-17-how-you-hope-your-future-will-be.html' title='Day 17 – How you hope your future will be like'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4893481487060481513</id><published>2011-06-23T09:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T21:13:02.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 16 – Something you don’t leave the house without</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada banyak reason untuk aku leave the house. Keluar dengan kawan untuk have fun, keluar kejap beli makanan, keluar kejap pergi fotostet, keluar pergi kelas. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semua reasons untuk keluar rumah tu, aku akan bawak barang yang berbeza-beza. Haha. Tapi ada satu je yang sama. Obviously, I wont leave the house without my clothes!! Haha. Ok ok. Yang tu cliche sangat. So, tolak ke tepi eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingat tak post 5 facts about me? Aku cakap aku ada minor case of OCD. I cant leave the house without my watch. Kalau tak, aku akan jadi resah gelisah. Well, its true. I really cant. TAPI, kalau reason untuk keluar rumah tu macam remeh, contohnya nak pergi fotostet, nak pergi beli makanan kat depan rumah, and aku lupa pakai jam, takde la aku patah balik. Sebab kejap je. Hehe. Pehe dop? So, jam tolak ke tepi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Handphone? Alaaa tu cliche. Hp tu tolak ke tepi jugak. Lagipon kadang-kadang, aku malas nak bawak hp. Sebab kadang-kadang aku lupa cas bateri, kalau bawak pon, low bat lepas tu mati. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa eh benda yang kalau keluar untuk have fun pon aku bawak, keluar untuk kelas pon aku bawak, keluar untuk hal remeh pon aku bawak? And benda tu sangat penting, kalau aku tak bawak, aku merana. And dalam dunia ni, tak semua orang perlu bawak benda tu. Hummm &lt;b&gt;*thinking*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spek mata!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup-yup. Kompem. Cermin mata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau keluar untuk jalan-jalan and have fun, aku selalunya akan pakai contact lense. Tapi aku akan bawak cermin mata aku, just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau keluar rumah untuk hal remeh temeh pon, aku kena gak pakai spek. Kalau tak, tak nampak jalan. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tak pakai cermin mata kalau mengadap laptop. Sebab takut power naik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats it!! &lt;b&gt;The thing I dont leave the house without - glasses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have two pairs of glasses. Satu khas dipakai bila kat rumah. Satu lagi dipakai bila nak meninggalkan rumah. Why ada dua? Entah. Takut kalau salah satu terpatah ke apa ke, takde la 'buta' kan. Ada spare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heQlNlnbZtw/TgKmcH4laTI/AAAAAAAABqk/qsc_ASLeLsM/s400/15012010520.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621238286994729266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spek kat rumah. Rambut aku pink. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMor_lsxgaQ/TgKmrh_UmAI/AAAAAAAABqs/kqCPuFL7vUQ/s400/IMG_2585.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621238551700346882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spek keluar rumah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dalam pic ni aku nampak burokk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi adik-adik aku cute. Rindu dorang lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beza spek rumah dengan spek luar rumah, satu Esprit satu lagi Levi's. Satu hitam satu lagi coklat gelap kekuningan. Satu besi satu lagi plastik. Power sama je dua-dua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. See you tomorrow untuk Day 17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : fact, i never wear eyeglasses yang frameless. i always pilih glasses yang frame dia hitam atau coklat gelap and tebal. oldschool la konon. haha.&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/4828802007975239735-4893481487060481513?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/4893481487060481513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=4893481487060481513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4893481487060481513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4893481487060481513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-16-something-you-dont-leave-house.html' title='Day 16 – Something you don’t leave the house without'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heQlNlnbZtw/TgKmcH4laTI/AAAAAAAABqk/qsc_ASLeLsM/s72-c/15012010520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-6477764838900591267</id><published>2011-06-22T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:45:07.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 15 – A TV show you’re currently addicted to</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku suka banyak tv shows. Tapi terbahagi kepada tiga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1, TV shows yang aku sangat-sangat minat and tak bosan and akan simpan dalam external selamanya dan aku takkan buang. Antaranya ialah ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How I Met Your Mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Vampire Diaries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cougar Town&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ugly Betty (dah habis dah. no more)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note : disusun daripada paling paling paling paling minat sampai minat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kedua, TV shows yang aku download, tapi aku hanya tengok sekali and tak simpan dalam external. Kiranya, lepas aku download, aku delete. Antaranya ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deperate Housewives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;House&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CSI Las Vegas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CSI New York&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CSI Miami&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note : disusun daripada paling minat sampai minat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ketiga, ialah TV shows yang aku tak berapa minat, tak ikut, tak download, tak simpan dalam external. Hanya kadang-kadang bila ada kat AXN or Fox Crime, aku layan je. Paham? Hehe. Antaranya ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NCSI&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Royal Pain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hawaii Five-O&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;90210&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dan banyak lagi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe. Itu lah dia. So, korang tahu lah sekarang, bahawa TV show favourite aku adalah &lt;b&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/b&gt;. Takde TV show lain boleh lawan. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAPI, dia kata&lt;b&gt; 'currently addicted to'&lt;/b&gt;. HIMYM season 6 baru je tamat. Yang lain pon dah tamat season. Tengah tunggu season baru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, satu hari, Saoxy kata Pretty Little Liars, best. Aku pon try tengok. Yup, best. And kebetulan, dia dah start season 2. So kiranya, &lt;b&gt;currently ni addicted to Pretty Little Liars&lt;/b&gt; la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nanti kalau HIMYM or TVD, or Glee or Cougar Town dah start season baru, aku akan addicted kat dorang la balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pehe dop? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, PLL seriously layan-able. Boleh la. Altho cam ngarut and banyak kissing, tapi, boleh la. Macam misteri-misteri yang buat rasa 'uish apa jadi apa jadi siapa bunuh ally aaa hantu!!'. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one thing I learn from cerita PLL ni, &lt;b&gt;everybody lies&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;everybody has secret&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;a secret cant be a secret forever coz someday people will know&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagi,&lt;b&gt; people lies and it is either to protect others (bff or family or love ones) or to save their own butt&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Layanlah PLL punya theme song  Best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="257"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5p-uspcgRY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5p-uspcgRY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="257" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got a secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you keep it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swear this one you'll save.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better lock it, in your pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking this one to the grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I show you then I know you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Won't tell what I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause two can keep a secret,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If one of them is dead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So true. Tapi tak payah la korang bunuh kawan korang supaya secret korang tak bocor. Taknak rahsia sendiri bocor, keep it to yourself la. Tapi boleh ke? Hehe. Kita manusia selalu ada kes 'terlepas'. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ntah la. Semua atas diri masing-masing la eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok done. See you tomorrow untuk day 16.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : PLL masuk dalam list 1. Sebab best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4828802007975239735-6477764838900591267?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/6477764838900591267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=6477764838900591267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6477764838900591267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6477764838900591267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-15-tv-show-youre-currently-addicted.html' title='Day 15 – A TV show you’re currently addicted to'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1393250034543220911</id><published>2011-06-21T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T06:16:57.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 14 – Who are you?</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alaaaa. Takde idea la untuk entry ni. Bukan dah tanya ke? Macam &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-5-what-makes-you-different-from.html"&gt;Day 5&lt;/a&gt; dengan &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-11-5-facts-about-you.html"&gt;Day 11&lt;/a&gt;. Agak tak best jugak nak mengulang benda yang sama je. Lagipun kalau asyik nak cerita pasal aku setiap kali dia tanya soalan macam ni, bosan pon ada gak. Lagipon korang bukan nak tau pasal aku sangat. Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who are you, Balqis?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang-kadang kan, kalau tengok cerita omputih, orang-orang dalam tu sampai sanggup nak pergi jauh-jauh semata nak cari siapa diri dorang. Bagi aku agak pelik sebenarnya. Perlu ke begitu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You didnt answer the question, Balqis. Who are you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tu kadang-kadang tengok cerita omputih lagi, dorang macam taktau siapa dorang, sampai tension-tension segala. Especially yang remaja. Pelik tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eh hello. Jawab soalan la. Who are you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku terfikir, aku ada sampai camtu tak? Nak mencari tahu siapakah aku sampai tension-tension segala. Sampai nak lari jauh-jauh segala. Lepas tu buat ayat cliche,&lt;b&gt; 'I need to know who I am'&lt;/b&gt;. Macam psiko je. Lepas tu duk tanya&lt;b&gt; 'Why? Why me? What is my purpose to live on this earth?'&lt;/b&gt;. Psiko lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ko nak panjang-pangjangkan entry ko ni kenapa? Jawab je la apa yang ditanya!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila buat 30 things in 30 days ni, soalan dia&lt;b&gt; 'who are you'&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;'5 facts about you'&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt; 'what makes you different'&lt;/b&gt;, buat aku konfius. Sebab aku pon tiba-tiba taktau siapa aku. Yang aku tau, aku anak Mak dan Ayah aku, aku adik abang aku, aku kakak kepada adik-adik aku, aku kawanbaik kepada kawan-kawan baik aku. Tapi sebetul-betulnya, siapa aku??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;OMG! Itu yang aku dok tanya dari tadi. Ko jawab menyeleweng je. Who are you?????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ish bising betol perkataan Italic ni. Pang kang. Nak jawab la niiiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I? Well, lucky me, I am a Muslim. And seorang Muslim, jawapan tu dah ada dah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hamba Allah. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, senang kan jawapan tu? Korang tak boleh cakap salah. Jawapan aku 100% betul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im just a humble servant. Bernafas kat dunia ni, hidup penuh dugaan, kalau happy pon sebab rezeki Tuhan, and apa je aku buat, in the end, kena kembali jugak kat Tuhan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan ( ingatlah) ketika Tuhanmu berfirman kepada para malaikat, ” Aku hendak menjadikan khalifah di bumi. Mereka berkata, ” Apakah Engkau hendak menjadikan orang yang merusak dan menumpahkan darah disana, sedangkan kami bertasbih memuji-Mu dan menyucikan nama-Mu? Dia berfirman, ” Sungguh, Aku mengetahui apa yang tidak kamu ketahui.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[ Al-Baqarah 2 : 30]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok done. See you tomorrow untuk Day 15.&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/4828802007975239735-1393250034543220911?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1393250034543220911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1393250034543220911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1393250034543220911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1393250034543220911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-14-who-are-you.html' title='Day 14 – Who are you?'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4101306931324812555</id><published>2011-06-20T19:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T06:23:02.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 13 – What kind of person attracts you?</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im in such a gloomy mood right now. Ikut hati taknak post. Sad and worry pasal hal education. Sumpah, hal education boleh buat aku gila merana meroyan berbanding hal-hal hati perasaan. Haih~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi benda&lt;b&gt; 30 things in 30 days &lt;/b&gt;ni aku buat sebab nak uji aku supaya jadi orang berdisiplin. Haha. So, kalau tak update, tak menjadi la kan. Tu pasal aku update gak. Cewah alasan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I put aside my gloomy and sad feelings for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kind of person attracts me? Tak faham. Secara general ke? Ke ada specific laki and perempuan? And attracts me untuk jadikan kawan ke teman lelaki? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku jawab pasal yang menarik perhatian aku untuk dijadikan kawan lah ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st, &lt;b&gt;orang tu wangi or tak berbau&lt;/b&gt;. Yang ni paling penting sekali bagi aku, I seriously tak boleh tolerate dengan orang yang berbau. Baik ketiak atau pun bau mulut. Bau mulut tu aku ok lagi kot sebab mungkin dia ada masalah mulut ke gigi ke gusi ke. TAPI, kalau ketiak, mak aih... Sorry bro/sis. Wa cepat pening dengan orang bau kepam ni. Especially wa ni ada minor OCD. Wa suka benda kemas and bersih je. Kalau lu ni cun melecun or kacak bergaya tapi ketiak lu bau sampai 10KM pon dapat bau, adoiiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd, &lt;b&gt;yang general-knowledge dia tinggi&lt;/b&gt;. So I can learn more from dia. Ada kawan yang book-smart je tak best gak kalau hal ehwal dunia dia tak ambil tau. Kita kena ingat, kita ni bukan tinggal dalam buku, kita tinggal atas dunia. And, ada benda dalam dunia, tak ada dalam buku. Macam ayat orang putih,&lt;b&gt; 'the answers of life is not in a book'&lt;/b&gt;. So jangan pandang remeh kat general-knowledge sebab dari situ orang tengok kau ni bright ke tak. Ni pov aku la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd, &lt;b&gt;yang funny&lt;/b&gt;. Kalau dia tak reti melawak, at least dia laughs at my jokes. Or if my jokes isnt funny, dia laughs anyway. Haha! Pokoknya haruslah ceria sentiasa supaya aku tak kekok and takde la membosankan. As they say,&lt;b&gt; anyone is automatically a lot more attractive when they're funny&lt;/b&gt;. It is sooo true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th, &lt;b&gt;lawak dia tak kasar&lt;/b&gt;. Sometimes ada orang buat lawak kasar sangat. Kadang-kadang lawak kasar tu mula-mula lawak tapi bila lama-lama menyakitkan hati pon ada. A joke is a joke only if its funny okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th, &lt;b&gt;yang cool and relax&lt;/b&gt;. In many ways possible. Maksudnya kalau aku terbuat dia marah, dia cool and relax and even tegur me nicely. Dan haruslah cool supaya tak merimaskan. Also haruslah relax sikit, sebab aku ni hyper. Kang tak rilex dengan aku yang hyper ni, mesti dia takkan tahan dengan aku. Paham? Huhu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th, &lt;b&gt;yang akan serius bila perlu serius&lt;/b&gt;. Yelah, cool and relax tu penting tapi aku agak tak gemar orang yang pandang remeh kat semua benda. Certain things boleh, tapi kalau selalu sangat, annoying jugak. Contoh, kalau bab punctuality. Memang la tak payah nak serious sangat bila nak keluar have fun. Tapi kalau janji pukul 10 sampai pukul 12, sakit hati la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th, &lt;b&gt;dia suka senyum&lt;/b&gt;. Sejuk hati weyh kalau dapat kawan suka senyum ni. Kalau die senyum sorang-sorang pon aku tak pedulik lah janji dia takde masalah mental. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th, &lt;b&gt;pandai bawak diri&lt;/b&gt;. Depan orang tua, dia ok. Depan makcik pakcik, dia sopan. Depan kawan-kawan, dia relax. Depan budak-budak, dia comel. Dengan aku, dia jadi gila meroyan. Serious. Aku suka sangat orang camni. Sebab matang and insane but he/she knows which-to-show-when. Paham? Orang-orang camni aku sangat tertarik nak jadikan kawan. Nak bawak jumpa kenalkan dekat mak aku pon, aku senang hati sebab aku tau mak aku suka dia sebagai kawan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9th,&lt;b&gt; orang yang berjari runcing and panjang. &lt;/b&gt;Aku taktau aku ni kenapa, tapi aku suka sangat tengok orang berjari runcing. Tak kira laki or perempuan. Rasa jari dorang sangat cantik. Mungkin sebab aku ada jari yang ketot-ketot and tangan aku kecik je. Serius! Tangan aku and adik aku sama saiz padahal adik aku 14, aku 22. Haih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th, &lt;b&gt;yang suka try benda-benda pelik/baru&lt;/b&gt;. Macam aku, honestly, aku suka try benda pelik. Kalau boleh, aku nak try makan exotic food. Aku nak bungee jumping. Aku nak pergi explore tempat-tempat best dan macam-macam lagi. Aku nak benda yang pelik dan baru la senang cakap. Sebab aku ni jenis berani mencuba tapi takut-takut tapi mahu. Haha! So I need people yang akan kata &lt;b&gt;'go for it bal!!'&lt;/b&gt; to be my friend. Sumpah aku suka orang macam tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11th, &lt;b&gt;banyak kawan&lt;/b&gt;. Pergaulan dia bebas tapi terbatas. Aku suka orang macam tu. Dia ada kawan yang merokok, yang nakal, yang jahat, yang tak berjaya, yang berjaya, yang hebat, yang hampeh, macam-macam lagi, tapi dia tak terpengaruh and still being him/her. Paham? Memang pelik,&lt;b&gt; 'Bal tertarik dengan orang yang ada kawan nakal/jahat???'&lt;/b&gt;. Haha yes!! But, the person, tak terikut jadi nakal/jahat. Paham? Aku respect orang macam tu. Dia tak senang dipengaruhi walaupun kawan-kawan sekeliling dia ada yang jahat macam setan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12th, &lt;b&gt;yang ni fav aku&lt;/b&gt;. Hehe. Yang suka makan. Serious menarik orang macam ni. Dia akan ajak &lt;b&gt;'bal, jom try makan sini, jom try makan sana, jom la try makanan pelik ni blablabla'&lt;/b&gt;. Sumpah!! Orang-orang macam ni la aku nak jadikan kawan baik sepanjang hayat aku! Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Tu je yang boleh difikirkan sekarang ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. See you tomorrow untuk Day 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And please, doakan aku kuat mengharungi dugaan yang melanda aku sekarang. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : to be honest, macam describe apa aku nak dalam my future bf/husband pon ada. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-4101306931324812555?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/4101306931324812555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=4101306931324812555&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4101306931324812555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/4101306931324812555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-13-what-kind-of-person-attracts-you.html' title='Day 13 – What kind of person attracts you?'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5343889168415414812</id><published>2011-06-19T18:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:16:33.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 12 –  A photo of something that makes you happy (Fathers Day Special)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempena Fathers Day, aku buat entry yang berdasarkan Fathers Day la eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a father. I call him Abah or if I wanna be mengada-ngada and manja-manja or nak bodek mintak sesuatu, I'll call him Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad doesnt know my fav colour. He doesnt know my shoe size or clothes. He doesnt know my fav food and drink. He doesnt know my friends or my social life. He doesnt know all my personal stuffs. Cause semua tu benda-benda yang seorang Ibu tahu. My mom knows all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And honestly, I dont even think my Dad remembers my birthday. Coz every year, I called him on my birthday and said, &lt;b&gt;'daddy, today is my birthday'&lt;/b&gt;. And he will say,&lt;b&gt; 'oh yeke sayang. sorry la abah lupa. happy birthday sayang. i love you'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, that doesnt make him less of a great dad. My dad literally membanting tulang empat kerat, with every sweat and tears, with every strength and might, with his heart and soul, work hard to make sure his family lives well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, he doesnt give me what I want. Do I look like a girl yang ditunaikan apa saja permintaan? Noooooo. I want a Blackberry Torch. I want it soooo bad. But do I get it from my dad? Hell no. In fact, my dad will cakap&lt;b&gt; 'nagada-ngada lah!!'&lt;/b&gt;. But do I complain? No. Coz I know, my dad already provides me with nothing but the best. Best education, best home, best clothes, best food, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont blindly get what I want. I must work hard for what I want. Thats what my dad taught me. But he gave me, and still giving me what I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was 16 and studying at MRSM, everytime pulang bermalam, my dad will give me money yang cukup so that I wont starve myself. Coz he knows anak dia ni nafsu makan agak kuat dan makanan Dewan Selera bukan taste aku. Nak makanan cafe je. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But one day, after 3 months tak pulang bermalam, and my parents tak datang jenguk sebab dorang busy, my money makin kurang. That time, I have bank account but I dont have kad ATM. So I called my dad. He asked me &lt;b&gt;'how much do you need?'&lt;/b&gt;. Usually I dont answer that kind of question. Sebab rasa guilty. Study tak seberapa tapi duk mintak duit je. Haha! I answered &lt;b&gt;'berapa-berapa la abah nak bagi'&lt;/b&gt;. My dad joke &lt;b&gt;'bagi seringgit je kang baru tau'&lt;/b&gt;. Hehe my dad is sangat garang. But he can be very funny sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 1 day, I saw my name kat list student yang dapat pos laju. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*my dad terpaksa hantar duit guna pos laju sebab aku takde kad ATM and dia tak dapat datang nak bagi duit sebab busy*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Aku pon ambil. Bukak, terkejut ya amat tengok jumlah duit dalam tu!! Im living dalam asrama je. Tak perlu duit banyak macam ni!! Ni nak suruh shopping ke ni? Gila ah!! Tapi dalam hati, sukaaaa. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disebalik duit tu, I saw a paper. A letter! From my dad!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnSlulcyvDA/Tf3Y4_wFukI/AAAAAAAABqU/3fvxv5e3sEo/s400/190620112277.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619886383725656642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*amount of the money dirahsiakan*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awwhhh. Daddyyyy. This is sweet. I got my 1st real love letter. I burst into tears bila baca &lt;b&gt;'I love you, your daddy&lt;/b&gt;'. The part&lt;b&gt; 'be my good and hardworking girl and do not neglect your prayer/solat' &lt;/b&gt;buat aku terus balik bilik, terus capai buku fizik. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A photo of something that makes me happy? Need I say more? Of coz la my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ediDPY2dUMY/Tf3YOuOgfVI/AAAAAAAABqE/qrnl4nUvvm4/s400/fmly%2Bpotret.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619885657466895698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family portrait yang ditangkap di studio masa raya 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah. Thank you for the loving mother and father You give me. If one day, the time has come for You to take them back, please let it be after I have the chance to repay them. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Jom kita baca doa ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQKKOJGGbNM/Tf3mNRUsl4I/AAAAAAAABqc/wtfohG5DGMA/s400/Untitled.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 130px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619901025691146114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Janganlah baca sekarang je ye. Baca hari-hari. Sebab itu je kita mampu nak buat untuk mak ayah kita sementara kita masih belum ada apa-apa ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok done. See you tomorrow untul Day 13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : I still keep that love letter. Ada dalam wallet. Kenangan. Nanti nak frame kan lepas tu sangkut kat dinding bila dah ada rumah sendiri. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-5343889168415414812?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5343889168415414812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5343889168415414812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5343889168415414812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5343889168415414812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-12-photo-of-something-that-makes.html' title='Day 12 –  A photo of something that makes you happy (Fathers Day Special)'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnSlulcyvDA/Tf3Y4_wFukI/AAAAAAAABqU/3fvxv5e3sEo/s72-c/190620112277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1203378246842916766</id><published>2011-06-18T21:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:22:05.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 11 –  5 facts about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamulaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pernah buat facts pasal aku yg orang tak tahu. &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2010/09/introducing-me-me.html"&gt;Cuba baca entry ni. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi takpe la. Aku bagitau lagi beberapa facts pasal aku yang tak ramai orang tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pertama :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ada satu sifat or kebiasaan semulajadi yang taktau la sejak bila datangnya. Iaitu, bila aku fokus, mulut aku akan automatik termuncung. Memang kadang-kadang ada gambar gedik yang muncungkan mulut. Tapi tu muncung yang dibuat-buat and kadang-kadang over dan gedik. Hehe. Muncung fokus ni lain. Muncung tu automatik akan keluar tanpa disedari. Sudah ada beberapa kawan yang tegur kebiasaan aku ni. Dorang kata takde la tajam sangat muncung tu. Tapi nampak la mulut tu macam termuncung, macam muka moody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know whether to be proud or menyampah dengan muncung yang terbentuk kalau aku fokus ni. Tak boleh ke kalau aku fokus, terbentuk nur di wajah? Mengapa mesti terbentuk muncung macam mulut itik? Haih. Takpe la. Dah Tuhan nak bagi. Terima je la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So people, if aku nampak muncung tu, bukan aku moody. Aku tengah fokus. If I look ugly, just ignore me. &lt;b&gt;*and yes, mulut aku tengah agak muncung sebab fokus menaip entry ni. haha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kedua :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku suka letak the word 'able' kat beberapa perkataan bahasa melayu yang menurut aku sesuai. Contoh, redah-able &lt;b&gt;(sebut redahdebel)&lt;/b&gt; dan layan-able &lt;b&gt;(sebut layanebel)&lt;/b&gt;. Haha true story!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contoh penggunaan perkataan redah-able - One evening, me and Yana nak pergi makan Lamongan. Tapi hujan. Kami pulak nak naik skuter coz malas nak jalan kaki. So I asked Yana &lt;b&gt;'hujan ni redah-able tak?'&lt;/b&gt;. Maksud ayat aku tu, boleh redah ke hujan ni. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contoh penggunaan perkataan layan-able - Ada kawan aku tanya best ke cerita Cougar Town. Aku jawab,&lt;b&gt; 'aku suka. layan-able la bagi aku'&lt;/b&gt;. Maksud aku kat situ, boleh la dilayan cerita tu. My friend laughed sooo hard sebab dia kata menarik perkataan layan-able tu. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ketiga :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have minor case of OCD. Tau OCD? Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. A minor one la tapi. Contoh, aku jadi gelisah kalau aku keluar tak pakai jam, sanggup patah balik rumah ambil jam. Aku sangat rimas kalau dengar air paip menitik. Rasa gelisah and nak sangat tutup paip. Even kalau aku kat rumah orang, dengar bunyi air, aku jadi tak tenang. Susunan atas meja aku kena tetap. Kalau masuk tandas yang tandas cangkuk, either aku tak masuk atau kalau aku terpaksa masuk, aku akan masuk secara backwards. Banyak lagi. Mungkin kadang-kadang tu habit. Tapi kalau sampai rasa resah gelisah tu, tu minor case of OCD, menurut pakcik Google la. Tapi aku boleh je sentuhan kulit or share makanan. Means aku masih normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keempat : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mesti mulakan sms aku dengan dua titik&lt;b&gt; '..'&lt;/b&gt;. Tak kira sms kat mak ke, ayah ke, lecturer ke, orang jual topup ke, sms nak gadoh ke, sms nak pujuk ke, sms nak kata okay ke, MESTI mula dengan&lt;b&gt; '..'&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contoh, kawan mesej cakap&lt;b&gt; 'Bal. Nak ikut pergi fakulti nanti eh'&lt;/b&gt;. Aku akan reply&lt;b&gt; '..k'&lt;/b&gt;. Paham? Kalau tak faham, &lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-i-put-at-beginning-of-my-sms.html"&gt;refer link ni.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelima :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ada 4 tahi lalat dekat muka. Haha. Atas kening kanan, atas kening kiri, tulang pipi kanan dan bawah kata kiri. Tahi lalat kecil je. Aku paling suka tahi lalat kat tulang pipi kanan aku sebab tahi lalat tu sama dengan Mama and Zura. Sama posisi and sama kecil. Miracle kan? Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah. Thats 5 facts yang some of you, dear darling readers, do not know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you tomorrow for Day 12 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : update! aku tukar fact kelima aku sebab aku rasa fact tu agak personal. sorry and thank you.&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/4828802007975239735-1203378246842916766?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1203378246842916766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1203378246842916766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1203378246842916766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1203378246842916766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-11-5-facts-about-you.html' title='Day 11 –  5 facts about you'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-8948224347726450746</id><published>2011-06-17T23:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:08:43.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Day 10 – A photo of the item you last purchased</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haaa. Elok sangat la tajuk Day 10 ni dengan hari ni (18 Jun 2011). Meh aku cerita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beberapa hari lepas, Yana dah rancang nak pergi Bandung, sewa kereta, makan best-best and jalan-jalan. Aku on je la especially part makan tu kan. Memang ku nanti-nanti. Occasion, sebab kami dah habis exam. So, jom la have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rancangan awal, pergi Dipati Ukur, uruskan surat apa ntah, lepas tu ke Luxton Hotel makan lunch. Kami suka Luxton ni sebab gila babeng murah and all you can eat and food dia memang sedap ah. Lepas tu ke Natasha Skin Care for our regular facial treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, takdir Allah, aku punya gigi bongsu sumpah meragam. Aku merana gila 3-4 hari ni sebab aku tak boleh tutup mulut, tak boleh mengunyah, tak lalu makan, pening kepala dan sebagainya. Aku pergi jumpa dentist, beliau suruh aku X-ray atau bahasa Indonesia, foto rontgen &lt;b&gt;(aku sebut ronsen je)&lt;/b&gt;, supaya boleh tau gigi aku ni tumbuh normal ke tak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, hari ni, seawal 8.30 am kami sewa kereta then off to Bandung. Mood aku serius mati sebab gigi and gusi aku sangat sakit. My friends caught me bercakap sorang-sorang marah-marahkan gigi aku. Agak psiko disitu kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami ke Dipati Ukur. Lepas selesai hal kat situ, kami ke Pramita Lab. Aku pon x-ray la gigi aku. Nak tengok hasil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38gWHbsvgiw/Tft2vNSDZoI/AAAAAAAABpc/5JZdqTCmGPE/s400/170620112272.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619215513466136194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau perhati betul-betul, aku ada gigi yang tumbuh senget. The bottom left side. Siap la kau gigi. Kau bakal dicabut nanti! Gigi bongsu yang lain pon aku nak cabut!! Bukan ada fungsi pon. Menyakitkan je. Huh!! Lepas tu bila kau tumbuh, maksudnya aku dah takleh meninggi. Cis. I hate all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tu kami ke Luxton Hotel. Makan macam orang tak jumpa makanan 40 hari 40 malam. Walaupun gigi ku sakit, aku makan jugak. Banyak gak. Cuma stop-stop coz Im in sooo much pain. Aku gigit ala kadar ke. Lepas tu telan. Macam ulorrrr gamaknyee T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, tak menghalang kami tangkap gambar dan have fun. Snap banyak gila gambar. Tapi aku upload satu gambar je eh. Gambar fav aku. Gambar lain boleh tengok kat Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o0g4YyIFUlo/Tft3hxfn64I/AAAAAAAABp8/_5P6kzZSpJg/s400/255617_10150211153513030_630568029_7463834_3275386_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619216382180191106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left : Zetty, Balqis, Syaza, Yana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHNmSnQKvV4/Tft3cVBl76I/AAAAAAAABp0/JRv-frqTr4M/s400/255085_10150211271398030_630568029_7464728_4833967_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619216288638693282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time ni sebenarnya tengah sakit gigi and kepala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi muka kekenyangan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People, dont let toothache stop you and your relationship with good food :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Natasha Skin Care. Kami semua buat chemical peeling. Lepas tu kami pergi makan dinner kat Hummingbird. Lepas tu kamu pulang ke Jatinangor. Begitu lah ceritanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait. This post is suppose to be about a photo of the item I last purchased. Ni ha barang aku last beli;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JdrAV8iz3tc/Tft3WkhetzI/AAAAAAAABps/4PkmU-BolUw/s400/170620112261.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619216189719754546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day-cream and Night-cream aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way, food dekat Hummingbird SEDAP GILA!!!! Gambar food dekat FB ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haa dah. Aku nak makan pain-killer untuk sakit gigi aku ni lepas tu tidur. Aku serius nak cabut semua gigi bongsu aku. Kalau boleh la. Kalau doc kata boleh, aku nak cabut. SERIUS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done. See you esok untuk Day 11.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-8948224347726450746?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/8948224347726450746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=8948224347726450746&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8948224347726450746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/8948224347726450746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-10-photo-of-item-you-last-purchased.html' title='Day 10 – A photo of the item you last purchased'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38gWHbsvgiw/Tft2vNSDZoI/AAAAAAAABpc/5JZdqTCmGPE/s72-c/170620112272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5141118343275717496</id><published>2011-06-16T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T22:24:51.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 9 –  Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am currently ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;❒ Taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;❒ Single&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✔ Mentally dating Taylor Lautner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha how freakin fun it is kalau aku betul-betul dating dengan Taylor Lautner. Keh keh keh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila cakap pasal single, aku teringat Atok aku yang ada kat kampung ku, Bongek. Pernah masa raya 2009, beliau tanya aku ada boyfriend tak. Aku cakap takde. Then Atok aku cakap&lt;b&gt; 'takpe. kumpul dulu ramai-ramai nanti bila dah nak kahwin baru pilih sorang'&lt;/b&gt;. Beliau cakap dalam loghat nogori la. Aku tak fasih loghat nogori. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok cut the crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am currently single.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And Im happy with my life right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh jap. Aku pernah la buat entry pasal single life aku.&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-have-regrets.html"&gt; Read here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau sebut 'aku single', means, orang tu takde pasangan. Tapi single tak semestinya available. Ada single with scandal, single with hope, single with crush, dan sebagainya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, my single life is fun and simple. Really simple. Especially aku ni single yang 111% single. I dont flirt, I dont have scandals or kekasih hitam, eh silap, gelap. I dont have someone I currently like or have crush on  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*kecuali Taylor Lautner*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Totally takde. Operate lah dada, X-ray la hati, memang takde sesiapa. Eceh metafora hiperbola pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, single life sangat simple. Bangun, buat kerja, balik rumah, on9 untuk download movie or untuk komen-komen status FB kawan, tweet sampai mual, then tidur. Hp pon tak payah nak sentiasa topup. Hp juga tak selalu berbunyi. Diam je hp aku. Dapat mesej pon, mesej pasal hal study. See, simple kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sangat simple la life single ni. Takde nak pikir-pikir 'mana bf/gf aku ni. tak mesej pon'. Tak payah nak sakit hati bila gaduh, tak payah la pikir camne nak pujuk bf/gf, tak payah nak pikir &lt;b&gt;'dia ni sayang ke tak kat aku. Dia ni serius ke tak dengan aku. Dia ni setia ke tak dengan aku. Blablabla'&lt;/b&gt;. Tak payah on9 then bukak skype ym tunggu bf/gf buzz. Tak payah nak rasa frust bila pasangan mungkir janji nak ym/webcam or blablabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just you, yourself and the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I like it. I really do. Rasa macam, aku yang jaga diri aku. I can count on me like 1 2 3 and me can count on myself like 4 3 2. Haha. I dont have to worry about anybody. Cukup God, family and bestfriends je. Mostly, especially bila duduk jauh, memang aku alone. Sedih pon pujuk diri sendiri, gembira pon happy happy dengan diri sendiri, bosan-bosan pergi tengok wayang dengan diri sendiri, dan macam-macam lagi. Then you will love yourself. Automatically, you will build some kind of walls around your heart. Sebab that time, you akan rasa, theres no one out there can take care of you better than you take care of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But dont get me wrong. Aku selalu je keluar dengan kawan-kawan aku kat sini. Cuma sometimes tu kena la alone sebab takkan asyik nak menyendeng kat kawan je. Dorang pon ada life dorang. Takde la kerja dorang nak melayan aku je kan. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Altho sometimes I do get lonely, coz lets face it, Im a girl and Im human. &lt;b&gt;Human being are designed for many things, but loneliness isnt one of them&lt;/b&gt;. Yang boleh mendatangkan perasaan lonely ialah apabila tengok orang happy, then kalau rasa macam nak pergi mana-mana tapi takde siapa nak teman. Yelah macam aku cakap tadi, kawan-kawan pon ada life sendiri, takkan nak layan aku je kan? And then kalau tiba-tiba dapat crazy craving, teringin nak makan sesuatu, tapi tempat tu jauh, time tu rasa, aloooo kan best ada bf nak teman aku makan....Haha. And lastly, kalau tiba-tiba terusha ex, dan dia happy dengan pasangannya. Time tu akan rasa, I used to be happy with you. Now you are happy with someone else, I was left here alone. Hahahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha tapi hal itu kadang-kadang je berlaku. Last-last, I'll take things into my own hands. And aku okay je lepas tu.. Big girls dont cry maaaa. &lt;b&gt;*altho sometimes I weep! Haha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila kadang-kadang aku menampakkan perasaan&lt;b&gt; 'aish aku nak bf gak'&lt;/b&gt;, orang akan kata &lt;b&gt;'rileks la. enjoy dulu'&lt;/b&gt;. I asked them back,&lt;b&gt; 'cuba bagi aku definisi menyeluruh apa maksud enjoy dulu'&lt;/b&gt;. Sebab honestly, bila orang tanya kenapa aku single, I said sebab takde siapa nak, so, single la. Tak pernah aku cakap,&lt;b&gt; 'nak enjoy dulu'&lt;/b&gt;. Sebab, apa maksud enjoy? Cari lebih ramai kawan? Dont we have enough of them on Facebook? Enjoy jadi single tu macam mana? What exactly? Enjoy do something tanpa perlu fikir apa pasangan kita rasa? Well thats kinda naive for me coz kalau kita nak buat something, kita kena buat sebab kita nak and kita kena gak fikir perasaan orang lain, contoh mak ayah. Paham tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy jadi single ni sebab theres no commitment. Again, thats kinda naive. Semua benda ada komitmen. Kita je tak nampak. Komitmen kat diri sendiri, kat mak ayah, kat agama, banyak. So can please somebody terangkan aku apa maksud &lt;b&gt;'enjoy dulu masa single'&lt;/b&gt;? Coz, bagi aku, being single is by choice and fate. Tu pendapat aku la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, itu la yang aku boleh cakap pasal hidup single. I spend my belasan tahun jadi single, bila dah 22 pon aku still single. But thats ok.&lt;b&gt; I just havent found a man that can love me more than I love myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesimpulan, Im single and life is good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tM2Ap761C4g/TfoQ5bldu1I/AAAAAAAABpU/K3LP9rGH0pc/s400/i%2Blove%2Bbeing%2Bsingle.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 288px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618822063941598034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : and honestly, hubungan dengan Tuhan sangat terjaga bila kita single. Kak Aimi yang cakap dengan aku camni, nak bila pikir-pikir, betul.&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/4828802007975239735-5141118343275717496?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5141118343275717496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5141118343275717496&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5141118343275717496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5141118343275717496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-9-your-current-relationship-if.html' title='Day 9 –  Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tM2Ap761C4g/TfoQ5bldu1I/AAAAAAAABpU/K3LP9rGH0pc/s72-c/i%2Blove%2Bbeing%2Bsingle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-5092300582299082314</id><published>2011-06-15T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:43:59.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 8 –  A picture of your favourite memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A picture of my favourite memory? Wow. Tough one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot of fav memory. Memories with my family, with my bestfriends,  when I was in boarding school, having fun with my classmates, jalan-jalan Bandung, banyaknya!! Sadly, not all of them sempat diabadikan menjadi gambar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I do have this one memory, and aku still ingat lagi exactly perasaan aku time gambar tu ditangkap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st time holding my baby sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSRCo-UwCaY/TfiV-g7SLXI/AAAAAAAABpM/To8XnNOQfS0/s400/1st%2Btime%2Bpegang%2Bmyra.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618405436367711602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was 18 masa ni. And Myra was only 7 days. Dapat pegang my baby sis ni after 7 hari coz ada masalah kesehatan. Time ni dia dah sehat tapi still belum boleh bawak balik rumah. See how tiny she was? So small, so fragile, so red. Thats maybe why my mom named her Humaira. She's kemerah-merahan. But now shes's kinda dark. Main bawah matahari banyak sangat. And now, dia GEMOK!! Still love her tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my fav memory. I remember my tears yang keluar masa 1st time pegang Myra. And I remember my vows untuk jadi kakak dia. Dalam pic tu muka aku still tak berapa nak tembam and mata tu sebenarnya baru lepas menitikkan air mata. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah! I miss her like craazyyyyy sekarang ni. Wuuuu :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. See you tomorrow untuk Day-9!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : when my 1st sis was born, I was only 8 years old. I was young and maybe time tu belum reti guna camera. Zura, if ure reading this, the feeling is mutual ok. When you were born, is also my fav memory. Until now kalau nak kutuk awak, me and abang mat akan cakap &lt;b&gt;'nak tengok adik baru punya pasal, aku tipu abah kata aku sakit perut'&lt;/b&gt;. And abang mat will say&lt;b&gt; 'aku pon. sampai lupa buat homework'&lt;/b&gt;. Hehe. I love both you, darlings.. &amp;lt;3&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/4828802007975239735-5092300582299082314?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/5092300582299082314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=5092300582299082314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5092300582299082314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/5092300582299082314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-8-picture-of-your-favourite-memory.html' title='Day 8 –  A picture of your favourite memory'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSRCo-UwCaY/TfiV-g7SLXI/AAAAAAAABpM/To8XnNOQfS0/s72-c/1st%2Btime%2Bpegang%2Bmyra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1870777085575881220</id><published>2011-06-14T14:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T19:02:18.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 7 –  A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont really love animals. I just like them. Pehe dop? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Means, I can live with or without pet. Kalau ada, aku akan jaga dengan penuh kasih sayang. Tapi kalau takde, aku cool je. Ada je orang yang tak boleh langsung hidup tanpa pet. Mak aku ada kawan macam tu. Dia mesti nak bela sesuatu. Kalau bela ikan, ikan mati, cepat-cepat dia beli burung. Burung terlepas, beli kucing. Kucing kena curi, beli lagi kucing. Aku pelik gak dengan perangai makcik tu. Tapi Mama aku cakap tak kisah la. Asal bukan bela toyol or hantu raya sudah. Haha betul gak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh ngarut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last pet was a Persian black cat name Dol. Dol dah pun mati. Mati tua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2009/07/abang-dol.html"&gt;Click link ni untuk tau serba sedikit pasal Dol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2009/08/dol-matiim-sad.html"&gt;Click link ni untuk info pasal kematian Dol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fyi, Dol is not my 1st cat. Dol ni kucing aku ke-4. The first cat pon nama Dol. Hilang kena curi. 2nd cat nama Dora, mati tua. 3rd cat nama Dolly, hilang kena curi. And yes, my 1st and 4th cat nama sama, Dol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yup. Im a cat person. So I decided to change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pernah tak baca entry aku yang cakap aku teringin nak beli landak? Tekan&lt;a href="http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2009/08/landak-ku-dijual.html"&gt; link ni kalau tak pernah baca.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81NgurxU2qg/Tfb-tZoMLJI/AAAAAAAABo8/CFA6LpCJyHY/s400/landak%2Bcuteeeeeeeee.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617957641118297234" /&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;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8aEFvd1NDM/Tfb-3xR3p2I/AAAAAAAABpE/54EQyejHwuI/s400/landak.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617957819265820514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute kan???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenapa landak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, 1st sebab, aku belum pernah bela landak. I also do not have any friends yang bela landak. So teringin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd, sebab aku tak ready lagi nak gantikan tempat Dol :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landak pon cool apa. Tapi harga agak mahal. RM300. Tunggu la aku dah kerja esok baru beli. Lepas tu ada rumah sendiri baru beli. Kang adik aku main kang, bahaya. Keh keh keh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK dah. See you esok untuk Day-8!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : somebody nak hadiahkan aku landak? hehe :D&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/4828802007975239735-1870777085575881220?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1870777085575881220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1870777085575881220&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1870777085575881220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1870777085575881220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-7-photo-of-animal-youd-love-to-keep.html' title='Day 7 –  A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81NgurxU2qg/Tfb-tZoMLJI/AAAAAAAABo8/CFA6LpCJyHY/s72-c/landak%2Bcuteeeeeeeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-6119056390749334414</id><published>2011-06-13T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:32:08.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 6 –  A song to match your mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mood recently ni stress and homesick. So kita jangan layan stress. Kita layan homesick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homesick atau rumahsakit adalah sangat tak best. Altho merindu tu sangat indah,&lt;b&gt; *cewah!!*&lt;/b&gt; tapi terseksa juga batin ku ini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If y'all notice, ada entry aku, akan tulis 'p/s : rindu 1948'. Apakah itu? 1948 adalah number rumah aku. Hehe. 1948 tu number fav mak aku. Sampai semua kereta kat rumah tu, number plate mesti 1948.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila rindu, layan lagu rindu la jugak kan? Haha! Tapi bukan 'Bila Rindu by Ruffedge' atau 'Lagu Rindu by Siti Nurhaliza'. Kalau aku rindu, aku layan lagu&lt;b&gt; 'I Can Wait Forever by Simple Plan'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taktau lagu tu? Cekdisaut ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5UOwnq6rWrw?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5UOwnq6rWrw?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="330" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;link : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UOwnq6rWrw"&gt;I Can Wait Forever - Simple Plan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyric ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You look so beautiful today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So i try to find the words that i could say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know distance doesn't matter but you feel so far away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can't lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every time I leave my heart turns gray&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I wanna come back home to see your face tonight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I just can't take it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another day without you with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you call my heart stops beating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you're gone it won't stop bleeding&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You look so beautiful today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like every time I turn around I see your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The thing I miss the most is waking up next to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish that I could stay and I can't lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I leave my heart turns gray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I wanna come back home to see your face tonight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I just can't take it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another day without you with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you call my heart stops beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're gone it won't stop bleeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it feels like forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess that's just the price I gotta pay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But when I come back home to feel your touch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Makes it better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until that day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's nothing else that I can do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I just can't take it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just can't take it&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;Another day without you with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i can wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever (I can wait forever)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you call my heart stops beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're gone it won't stop bleeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wait forever... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. This song pretty much sums up my feelings when Im homesick. Especially kat ayat yang aku 'bold'kan tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sedih lak. Sabar ye. Bulan 8 boleh balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you esok kat Day-7!&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/4828802007975239735-6119056390749334414?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/6119056390749334414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=6119056390749334414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6119056390749334414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/6119056390749334414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-6-song-to-match-your-mood.html' title='Day 6 –  A song to match your mood.'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-2447401455331441818</id><published>2011-06-12T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T21:30:46.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 5 – What makes you different from everyone else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes me different from everyone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soalan ni buat aku blur nak jawab macam mana. Haha. Pada aku, semua orang berbeza dari pelbagai segi from rupa &lt;b&gt;*kecuali kembar seiras*&lt;/b&gt;, nama, dan sebagainya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la aku try la jugak jawab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes me different from everyone else. Well, lets see. Aku anak kedua Bakri dan Hafidzah, anak perempuan pertama dorang. Aku adik pertama Mohd Badri Riza, kakak sulung Nur Baizura dan Nur Badrisyah Humaira. Haha boleh tak camtu?? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok. Humm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im pretty like me. Im smart like me. Im crazy like me. Im sengal like me. Im lazy like me. Boleh tak camni? Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha sumpah aku takde idea nak tulis apa. Tapi serius la. Takde orang sama dalam dunia ni. Rambut sama hitam, hati lain-lain. Mungkin ada certain aspek, macam taste and minat, aku sama dengan beberapa orang. Macam, aku minat Taylor Lautner ada je lagi yang minat. Aku suka lipstick AnnaSui, ada juga perempuan lain suka lipstick from AnnaSui. Aku suka perfume Guilty by Gucci, ada gak yang suka perfume tu gak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau sikap and sifat, ada jugak yang kadang-kadang sama., aku tak suka pencurang, ada gak yang sama dengan aku. Aku tak suka warna biru, ada gak orang tak suka biru. Benda-benda camtuuuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi semua orang tak sama. That is a fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have my own story. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have my own life. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have my own problems. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I know I am not perfect. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But parts of me are pretty damn awesome. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And that makes me different from everyone else.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agak tidak kreatif untuk entry ni. Sorry. Tapi aku ada terjumpa satu quote yang agak menarik. Meh aku share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best gak la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done!! Jumpa esok untuk Day-6!!&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/4828802007975239735-2447401455331441818?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/2447401455331441818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=2447401455331441818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2447401455331441818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2447401455331441818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-5-what-makes-you-different-from.html' title='Day 5 – What makes you different from everyone else?'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-2368942801720470711</id><published>2011-06-11T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:51:17.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite photograph of my best friend? Hummmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have banyak bestfriends la. Serius deyh. Aku ada Tiya, Ashmal, Dila, Ijah, Alia, Pira, Namemate and the boys, Saoxy, Dura and Haikal. Nak kena letak semua ke? Semua fav aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la. Aku just letak gambar terbaru. Sebab dengan Dila, Ashmal, Ijah and Pira aku dah lama tak jumpa sebab study jauh and cuti tak sama. Gambar dengan dorang pon gambar lama. Gambar aku gemok. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Dila, Ashmal, Ijah and Pira, nanti kalau ada rezeki kita tangkap gambar baru ye. And to Alia and Namemate, nanti mesti jumpa tau kalau kita cuti. Dah bertahun tak jumpa. Huhu.... Gambar dengan male-bestfriends aku taknak letak. Aku kena jaga hati aweks mereka masing-masing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, tinggal lah kawanbaik ku sejak MRSM Pasir Salak ni yang bernama Zati Alyani or nama manja, Tiya. Aku je panggil dia Tiya. Nama manja yang aku bagi la tu kiranya. Hehe. Tiya adalah kawanbaik aku yang last aku jumpa before balik Bandung masa cuti sem Jan-Feb 2011 lepas. Tiya datang rumah, kami pergi Ikea makan meatballs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami pulak kalau jumpa wajib la menggedik depan camera. Banyak gila gambar kami tangkap. Dengan Myra pon ada. Tapi aku pilih satu yang paling aku suka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gambar fav aku, yang ni ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jx3uRz1t62o/TfN-2hoyfqI/AAAAAAAABo0/1G1gW6iLpx4/s400/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616972635468627618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comel kan kawanbaik aku? Sweet je muka Tiya. Aku pula muka pelik. Nampak lobang hidong pulak tu. Lantakkkk. Gambar ni comey :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you Tiya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you esok untuk Day-5! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4828802007975239735-2368942801720470711?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/2368942801720470711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=2368942801720470711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2368942801720470711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/2368942801720470711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-4-your-favorite-photograph-of-your.html' title='Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend.'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jx3uRz1t62o/TfN-2hoyfqI/AAAAAAAABo0/1G1gW6iLpx4/s72-c/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-1398510805486848528</id><published>2011-06-10T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T20:52:46.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 3 – Your idea of the perfect first date.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is my idea of the perfect first date. Hummm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see a love movie, I want what they put in there. You know. An incredibly handsome guy asks a girl out on a date, he gives her a huge bouquet of flower. Usually roses. The girl all dressed up and looking pretty and perfect. Then they go to see movies, or walking along the beach looking at the beautiful full moon, yada yada, you know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the reality is, that will never happen. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. I have been single for too long I guess. Seriously. So I dont really go out berdua dengan laki dah sejak aku single. So, my last real date was when I was 17. Kadang-kadang ada la keluar dengan male-friend. Tapi itu adalah mereka-mereka yang aku dah letak dalam 'friend zone'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still remember my 1st date with my ex. I was all naive and looking ugly. I wear a blue colour cotton formal blouse and a pair of jeans. While my partner, wearing something that makes him look so, so, so, extremely breathtaking. Well, thats maybe due to the fact that I was head over heals for that guy &lt;b&gt;*bila ingat-ingat balik, dia pakai kemeja je*&lt;/b&gt;. Haha. We went to see a movie and kami pusing satu KLCC sampai aku pon naik muak. But I was a very happy girl. Balik rumah macam berada di awangan you. Haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, memoriesssssss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok cut the crap. Im going to answer this, cakap pasal apa yang aku rasa aku taknak buat masa first date. Aci la eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be really quiet if Im shy. So, aku tak pernah terpikir nak pergi dating kat tempat yang takde orang. Lagi crowded lagi bagus kot so nanti kang takde la aku diam taktau nak cakap apa. Haha. Yelah, kan first date. Takde la tunjuk perangai tak reti diam aku time tu jugak. Rileks la dulu. Haha! Malu-malu la sikit. Baru comey. Eh apa aku ngarut ni T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tak terfikir pulak nak dating tepi pantai tengok matahari terbenam. Aku bukan jugak jenis nak pergi restoran mahal untuk candle light dinner. Bukan jugak nak pergi mana-mana naik kereta best. Tak payah tiba-tiba bagi sejambak bunga besar. Aku taknak pergi mall then jalan takde arah tuju &lt;b&gt;*not again*&lt;/b&gt;. Aku taknak pergi mana-mana yang kena keluar banyak duit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ish, banyak pulak aku taknak. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humm. Betul ke aku ni ikhlas cakap camni ni? Adoi. Entah. Tapi aku serius la takde idea pasal perfect first date ni. Serius takde. Ive been single for quite a long time and tak pernah keluar dating sejak 17. Aku tak fikir pon pasal hal ni. Aku tak pernah bayang nanti bakal bf and aku punya first date macam mana. Haish. Im sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But let me tell you this. What I really want when bila aku keluar buat pertama kalinya dengan the choosen one tu, ialah, I want him, wear a decent clothes, with his very humble look, meet me for the first time with so much love in his eyes. I want to feel his sincerity. I want him to respect me. I want him to make me laugh, by not trying too hard. I want him to impress me by being him. I want him to appreciate me even if Im being weird around him. I want him to cope and deal with my craziness. And I want to feel safe and comfortable when Im with him. And kalau dapat semua ni, even time tu dia hanya bawak aku pergi MidValley makan McD lepas tu main bowling je, aku akan rasa sangat bahagia..... And that will be the perfect first date to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pehe dop apa aku cuba sampaikan? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My idea of a perfect first date is not about how fancy the place, the ride, or the food is. Semua tu boleh buat kat 2nd or 3rd or keberapa-berapa dates laa. Or boleh buat time kahwin sebab time tu baru tak rasa bersalah nak paw duit pasangan kita untuk makan mahal-mahal. Haha! My idea of a perfect first date is about the person you're with. If you feel comfortable with your partner, and you're really not trying too hard to impress each other, I think that's a perfect date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats my version of perfect first date. Aku ni memang banyak tengok movie hollywood. And eventho kadang-kadang nak gak first date macam dalam cerita-cerita aku tengok tu, contohnya 50 First Dates, tapi, tak payah laaaaa... No need to have such high expectation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, Im still waiting for that one guy, who will makes me want to go on a first date, over and over again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aish apsal kedengaran jiwang ni? Ceh..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9ix5DnXMMA/TfINKUwq9HI/AAAAAAAABos/vZq53aBAxZ0/s400/so%2Bhottttt.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616566156307133554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Taylor Lautner. Bila awak nak bawak saya keluar dating dengan kereta mewah awak tu? Saya tunggu ni.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh. See you kat Day-4.&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/4828802007975239735-1398510805486848528?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/feeds/1398510805486848528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4828802007975239735&amp;postID=1398510805486848528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1398510805486848528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4828802007975239735/posts/default/1398510805486848528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balqisengal.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-3-your-idea-of-perfect-first-date.html' title='Day 3 – Your idea of the perfect first date.'/><author><name>Balqis Riza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17013039360528335752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg5b1eNExo/TWkySLeULgI/AAAAAAAABhE/oTFsRpRs71M/s220/IMG00659-20101117-1323.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9ix5DnXMMA/TfINKUwq9HI/AAAAAAAABos/vZq53aBAxZ0/s72-c/so%2Bhottttt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828802007975239735.post-4942321576946663029</id><published>2011-06-09T17:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:39:53.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Things in 30 Days Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 2 — Your favorite movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2 - Your Favorite Movie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot of fav movies. Seriously. I love Twilight, Harry Potter, Pirates of Carribean, Lord Of The Rings, Stardust, Independence Day, Hancock, Transformers, Kungfu Panda, The Women, The Tourist, The Blind Side, Sex and the city, uish banyak la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love romantic comedy. Such as 50 first dates, Valentine's Day, He's Just Not That Into You, Life as we know it, Never Been Kissed dan banyak lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love horror movies. Altho kadang-kadang tu sambil tengok sambil tutup muka. Macam Paranormal Activity, Insidious, Splice, The Haunted Apartment, Ju-On, dll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cartoon pon aku layan. Alpha and Omega, Rio, semua katun Pixar and Disney tak kira dulu atau sekarang. Semua aku punya fav.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cerita fiksyen, cerita perang-perang, cerita sejarah-sejarah, cerita alien pon aku layan gak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, told ya. Banyak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la. Satu je eh. Satu je. Hummmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada satu cerita ni. Masa aku darjah 6, aku tengok kat tv3. Masa tengok cerita tu, aku beriya menangis. Sebab terlampau sedih. Sampai sekarang kalau aku tengok, mesti rasa sebak especially part last bila dia kata&lt;b&gt; 'daddy please. daddy no'&lt;/b&gt;, then ayah dia kata&lt;b&gt; 'bye Grace'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siapa dapat teka cerita apa?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Armageddon!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. Aku kalau bosan, mesti aku tengok cerita ni. Tak full pon takpe. Tengok part last cukup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait!! Ada lagi satu cerita. Cerita ni keluar masa 2005. Time tu aku form 4. Satu hari, abang aku bawak balik dvd cerita ni. Then kami tengok sama-sama. Gelak cam setan bila tengok cerita ni. Lepas tu abang aku cakap&lt;b&gt; 'smart gila cerita ni. Siap ada Stone Cold Steve Austin!'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you guess cerita apa? Haha! Jeng jeng jeng!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Longest Yard!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku suka gilaaaa kat cerita ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pilih salah satu ye Balqis....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Longest Yard. Kompem!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab? Movie ni cool habis! Tak percaya tengok trailer ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="257"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8MUNlUcv0dA?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8MUNlUcv0dA?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="257" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you go. So, whats your fav movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you untuk Day-3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : takde pulak aku senaraikan cerita melayu kan. kalau cerita melayu, aku suka Cinta, Sepi, Mak Limah balik rumah dan Zombie Kampung Pisang.&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/4828802007975239735-4942321576946663029?l=balqisengal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='repl
