tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61354806822049369372023-11-17T00:03:39.339+08:00When my heart speaks...Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-6120098445642017472021-08-25T17:25:00.001+08:002021-08-25T17:30:53.544+08:00<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i> It's been quite a while since I last wrote or I should say that it's been almost <span style="color: red;">seven years </span>since I last wrote .. been quite busy with family matters, work, my post-graduate studies and social engagements.</i></b></span></p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Many things happened, observed and experienced. Most of which taught me a lot about life, adding wisdom which I really treasure.</i></b></span><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Created two (2) new bologs :</i></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i>1. A Teacher's Beliefs... (https://spunkysallymara.blogspot.com/)</i></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><i>2. Listen to My Heart.. (https://tokmasally.blogspot.com/) - most recent.</i></b></span></div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-35233554868427460152013-03-26T18:49:00.002+08:002013-03-26T18:49:28.528+08:00Sabaaar..Kalau tak sure tentang kesahihan sesuatu maklumat itu...jgn komen..jgn retweet dan jgn share. Kalau lah benda tu x betul macam mana? Kita kena bijak menyaring dan menganalisa maklumat nak nak yg dalam FB ni...sesiapa sj boleh buat maklumat dan boleh di upload guna nama sesiapa pon..kalau perkara tu tak betul macam mana? Nanti sudah tentu kita kena tanggung dosa fitnah..dosa orang-orang yg mengutuk, mencemuh dan mencaci dalam post yg kita retweet or share td tu.. Share lah material yang boleh meningkatkan ilmu dunia dan akhirat, ilmu yg boleh meningkatkan kecerdasan minda dan emosi supaya kita boleh jadi umat yang syukur, sabar, soleh, sayang, segak, syumul. Jaga perkataan kerana bahasa menunjukan bangsa atau bahasa juga menunjukkan 'jenis' manusia apa kita ni dan bahasa juga melambangkan tahap IQ dan EQ kita. Jadi, fikir sebelum bercakap..kadang2 tu lebih baik x payah bercakap.. Siapalah kita nk mempersoalkn aqidah orang..Maaf sekiranya ada yg tersinggung..sy cuma sekadar bercakap bukan dibawah naungan mana-mana warna bendera..Renong-renongkan ya..semoga kita semua beroleh kecemerlangan dunia dan akhiratSpunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-10038454285768092172011-08-18T09:04:00.001+08:002011-08-18T09:06:37.764+08:00Blog Revisited...It's been quite a while since I last wrote or I should say that it's been almost a year since I last wrote .. been quite busy with family matters, work and social engagements.<br />
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Many things happened, observed and experienced. Most of which taught me a lot about life, adding wisdom which I really treasure.<br />
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POLITICS : A lot has transpired lately and made me realize that having high education does not make a man act as civilized 'man'. Education alone does not instill good emotional and spiritual values in a person. These three elements put together, will mold a person to be a good and well-rounded person. In other words, a person who not only willingly help other people, feel for other people's hardships but will also avoid bribery and will say NO to all MAJOR miss conducts.<br />
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SOCIAL : Technology advancement happens almost everyday!! People have shifted from desktops to laptops, the to iphones, ipad, androids and what not. Life gets simpler and simpler..the pace becomes faster and faster. News and information is at your fingertips. People move from writing blogs to updating posts on Facebook to Twitter. Now friends all over the world are connected 24 hrs!!! I gotta to catch up..at par with my children..so I bought a Galaxy Tab!!<br />
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WORK : Heading the department and making sure all academic targets are met is one thing! Being put in charged of 3 major projects this year, is another thing!! God help me..<br />
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Well..I guess this is already more than enough to say on my first day revisiting my own blog..<br />
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Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-1691628316431680072010-12-09T11:47:00.001+08:002010-12-09T11:49:01.142+08:00I MISS YOU SO MUCH...He is a good husband<br />
Who portrays how a loving and responsible<br />
husband should be<br />
Really love the way you treated Mama<br />
The bond u two had was unbelievable<br />
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He's there...<br />
A firm foundation,<br />
A sturdy hand to hold to,<br />
In times of stress and strife,<br />
In times of fear and in sickness too.<br />
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He is a man of very few words<br />
His dreams are seldom spoken<br />
And so are his wants<br />
Most of the time his worries<br />
Will be kept unspoken too<br />
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He taught me lessons about life,<br />
What's right and what's wrong.<br />
And instilled in me values,<br />
So I would be good and strong<br />
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"Kalau bercakap semata-mata nak menyakitkan hati orang..<br />
baik tak payah bercakap"<br />
Speak only when necessary, he said<br />
so you won't hurt people's feelings<br />
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He never complains<br />
What more to shout in anger<br />
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He takes things as they are<br />
a very obliging person he is<br />
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<div id="TixyyLink" style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"></div>It's been 4 years now since he was gone<br />
they say we'll forget over time<br />
but not me and my sis<br />
the further he goes<br />
the more he is missed<br />
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Sometimes I long to give him a call<br />
To share my happiness, sorrow and all<br />
To break exciting news about my children <br />
Or to talk about issues of his interest <br />
Suddenly I feel the chills run up through my spine<br />
as I realize that he's no longer there...Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-7624205191520903162010-11-01T15:51:00.001+08:002011-08-18T07:43:15.066+08:00Though You Have Grown...<div><div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"><div class="poet_name" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Shima...</i></div><div class="poem_style" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i> I remember 25 years ago,<br />
you were so tiny then.<br />
Sometimes,<br />
I can't help but wish,<br />
that you were small again.<br />
I've cried when you've faced heartaches,<br />
and have learned, that as you grew,<br />
you've developed confidence,<br />
and strength of your own.<br />
I'm filled with mixed emotions,<br />
as I hold back all the tears<br />
thinking that the time will come,<br />
when I shall let go of your hands.<br />
When I first held you in my arms,<br />
if only I'd have known,<br />
the years would feel like moments,<br />
after you had grown.<br />
Now..you aren't a child anymore,<br />
though in my eyes,<br />
I guess you'll always be,<br />
that baby girl who had changed my life,<br />
and means the world to me.</i></div><br />
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Amaran pada Kaum Wanita dan kepada sumer kaum perempuan yang memandu, Kes ni betul2 menakutkan.<br />
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This is something I got from a friend of mind..scary.. <br />
Kesah ini betul2 terjadi kat Penang<br />
Ingat lagi tak dgn kes Ms Canny Ong yang dirogol dan dibunuh??<br />
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Kisah nya..ada seorang perempuan ni berhenti dekat stesen gas "pay-at-the-pump" untuk isi minyak..sebaik saja dia siap isi minyak tu dan nak beredar,seorang pekerja kat situ buat pngumuman yang kad kredit perempuan ni ada problem sikit..pekerja tu suruh perempuan ni masuk ke dalam untuk bayar..tapi perempuan ni confused la sebab transaksi menunjukkan yang pembayaran kad kredit dia diluluskan dan tak ada masaalah apa2 pun.. so perempuan tu bagitau la pekerja tu dan dia pun bersedia nak beredar ke kereta dia balik..tapi pekerja tu tetap bertegas dan suruh dia masuk dalam..perempuan tu pun decided untuk masuk ke dalam...sebaik aje dia masuk kat dalam..dia mula marah kat pekerja tu..<br />
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lalu pekerja tu suruh dia bertenang dan bagitau hal sebenarnya.. .nak tau apa?<br />
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sebenarnya masa perempuan tu dok isi minyak,pekerja tu nampak ada laki menyelinap kat belakang kereta perempuan tu dan pekerja tu dah pun telepon polis..<br />
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perempuan tu pun apalagi, takut la..dia pun try intai dan dia nampak pintu kereta dia terbuka dan lelaki tu keluar dari kereta dia..<br />
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Sekarang ni..ada laporan yg mengatakan yg sekang ni ada gang yang amik body part orang pompuan..salah satu cara diorang adalah dgn menyelinap masuk kereta ornag perempuan masa perempuan tu tengah pump gas atau beli barang kat kedai TGH2 MLAM!!<br />
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kemudian,dia orang akan potong kaki perempuan tu untuk memudahkan diorang culik dan bunuh perempuan tu..<br />
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satu cara lagi pulak,dia orang akan masuk kedalam kereta yg tak ada orang dan tak berkunci kemudian culik perempuan tu dan bunuh dia orang.Semalam pun ada Crime Investigation di Astro menceritakan kes yg sama di Hong Kong . Tapi perlakunya adalah pemandu teksi yang mengambil penumpang perempuan selepas lepas tengan malam. Memang ngeri.<br />
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Sila panjangkan kisah ini pada sesiapa yg anda kenali.<br />
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Bagi kaum perempuan elakkan keluar bersaorangan diwaktu malam.<br />
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P/S: <b> amalkanlah suratul kursi.</b>. dan berdoalah dan meminta perlindungan dariNya.. insyaAllah.. perlindunganNya akan sentiasa pd hamba-hamba Nya yang meminta padaNya..Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-89234830091591670322010-10-13T11:21:00.001+08:002010-10-13T11:25:30.227+08:00Dilemma of A Mother<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy0NEuNloT7_G1rjffH0yLtFLPBLywQkxl4aVvSMYAUuza7qIBNzZjJcdfhazwLkTy2xXJMW8WArryfWeo2b7ymBK-nQhS2RLrQYKUb08RrsVaG5re4SZGcVhyphenhyphenLWEX2YynPVX8iWonEqtz/s1600/wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy0NEuNloT7_G1rjffH0yLtFLPBLywQkxl4aVvSMYAUuza7qIBNzZjJcdfhazwLkTy2xXJMW8WArryfWeo2b7ymBK-nQhS2RLrQYKUb08RrsVaG5re4SZGcVhyphenhyphenLWEX2YynPVX8iWonEqtz/s1600/wedding.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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I hate to think of it ..but soon I'll have to hand over my children to the people whom they have chosen. But when I gave it a deep thought..I know now that this is not going to be easy for me, Now I know how my mother must have felt when I told her " Ma, I met a guy..I love him so much and we are planning to get married. Hope you give us your blessings"...<br />
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When the time comes, I know I'm going to burst into joy..but to tell you the truth..deep down..I'm not really sure!! What really scares me is ... are they the kind of persons whom I can really trust, who can take over my responsibilities, who will shower my children with love, care and happiness, who will always be there in sickness and in health, who will guide my children and grandchildren through the right path of Allah..<br />
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To me, no matter how old you are, you are still my babies.Well, I guess I'm just being normal..protective..just want to be sure that all my children get the best out of everything, that's all. So...when it's time for me to GO, I can be absolutely 100% sure that all of you are left in good hands...only then, I can rest in peace...<br />
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It feels like it was just yesterday when I changed your diapers, nursed you, bathing & lathering you with soap, smothering your body with baby talcum powder, putting you to bed, tying up your shoes, sending you to school, watching you perform in your school concerts, breaking up your fights, tried to be a doctor when you guys really need one, putting 'bandaids' on your cut knees and many more priceless memories...Regardless of the hustle and bustle of bringing you guys up, I enjoyed every bit of it and I'm happy that I was given a chance to bring all of you up on my own..no regrets!!<br />
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I Know one day I have to let go of your hands....<br />
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When the time comes..I know each time I'll be excited, overwhelmed n happy on the outside..but there's still a tiny part in this mother's heart that will definitely sob and sob and sob...thinking that one by one a child is lost..<br />
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Spunky SallySpunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-68051479302945739682010-10-05T10:09:00.000+08:002010-10-05T10:09:15.182+08:00Renong-renongkan lah... Islam adalah satu agama yang sangat menitik beratkan tatacara dan peradaban di dalam segenap aspek kehidupan harian. Nak makan ada adabnya, nak tidor ada adabnya, nak sembahyang ada tertib dan adabnya malah nak keluar masuk bilik air pun ada adabnya.<br />
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Sepatutnya dengan nilai-nilai agama dan nilai-nilai ketimuran yang sanat cantik ini, kita sepatutnya menjadi bangsa contoh tetapi mana perginya nilai adab dan sopan orang-orang kita? Orang kita sombong dan penting diri sendiri. Lihat saja di jalanraya..? Bawak kenderaan macam dia sorang je yang ada di atas jalanraya pada waktu itu. Aku nak bagi signal ka tak nak bagi signal ka..itu aku punya pasal la..tak ada lansung persaan nak mengalah atau beri laluan pada orang lain. Selfish!! Tanda YIELD lansung tak releven pada pemandu-pemandu kita. Agaknya dia faham tak apa maksud YIELD tu? Kalau tak faham pon, kalau dari segi logik dan peradaban, kalau kita dari jalan kecik nak masuk jalan utama mestilah bagi laluan pada kenderaan di jalan utama. Ini tidak, kalau dapat ciluk dia ciluk, sampai kenderaan di jalan utama pulak yang kena mengelak! Hish!! Tak ada lansung istilah 'mengalah' pada orang-orang macam ni.<br />
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Kalau kita tengok pulak semasa nak masuk ke dalam pejabat atau pun bank..jarang ada yang tolong pegangkan pintu itu supaya orang dibelakang dapat masuk dengan mudah. Jauh sekali kalau nak cepat-cepat tolong bukakan pintu dan bagi kaum wanita atau orang lain masuk dahulu. Kadang-kadang tu (pernah terjadi pada diri saya sendiri) bila saya tolak pintu untuk keluar ada makhluk mencelah masuk dari depan!! Lelaki pulak tuh !! Punya malas nak tarik handle pintu, pas tu buat muka tak bersalah..SIUTT!! Apalah salahnya..tunggu kita keluar dulu atau pun better still, tunggu orang dari dalam keluar dulu, pas tu tolong la pegangkan pintu tu dan bila orang dah keluar, ko masuklah. Dekat lif pun macam tu lah..tunggu la orang keluar dulu baru ko nak masuk..eeeee!!<br />
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Dekat mesin ATM lagi satu masalah..ader jer tong sampah kat situ..tapi slip transaksi bersepah-sepah bertaburan di atas lantai!! Kalau semua orang ambil resit tu dan simpan dalam poket (kalau malas nak bubuh dalam tong samapah)..tak perlu ada tong sampah pun kat situ.. BO...H!!<br />
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Orang yang jaga kaunter pertanyaan atau cashier di pasaraya kena la ada adab sopan pertuturan, sentiasa senyum. Cakap la perkara yang menyenangkan hati pelanggan. Contohnya kalau mat salleh tu mesti dia cakap "Yes, how can I help you sir?" "thank you maam and have a nice day!" atau pun bila tiba musim perayaan, bukan dekat kaunter jer, bila berselisih pun mereka akan senyum dan wish "Merry Christmas!!" Ini tidak bila kita kata selamat hari raya kat dia..dia buat derk jer!! BE...G!<br />
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Banyak lag perkara-perkara yang sangat menyakitkan hati..malas nak cakap..nanti naik darah pulak. Benda-benda ni semuanya simple jer tapi kita tak boleh buat..bukanya susah nak senyum, nak buang sampah di tempat yang sepatutnya, nak tolong bukakan pintu untuk orang...tapi sikap sesetengah manusia yang bebal..bodoh tak boleh diajar, cerdik tak boleh diikut!! Hai bila la kaum kita ni nak bertamaddun..ahli politik yang berkedudukan tinggi pun bergaduh macam orang tak bersekolah..macam orang tak berpelajaran!! Tak malu!! Tak segan dengan budak-budak ka?? Macam tu ka nak jadi pemimpin???? Orang macam ni ka kita nak jadikan role model??? OF COURSE NOT!!<br />
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Spunky SallySpunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-89582764891222834642010-06-02T14:07:00.003+08:002010-06-02T14:16:48.574+08:00To Whom It May Concern<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">We couldn't see what's coming, could we...?<br />
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During the toughest of times we stood together! When the bad weather hits us straight on, we managed to get through that rough storm. We held each other with tight grip and that each one of us did not slip. For that rough weather took us on, tried to tear us apart one by one.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Family, we held on to each other with all our might! And when that bad weather hit us straight on, we got through and still standing as a family, strong!<br />
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We wouldn't know what will happen next, would we..?<br />
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</div><span style="font-size: small;">Well..there is nothing more painful in life than having to watch fights between family members or between close friends (like family). I mean fights between parents who are married or divorced, or between siblings, or even between</span><span style="font-size: small;"> closest </span><span style="font-size: small;">friends. There is nothing more bitter than watching people who once loved each other say painful things to one another. Family members or closest friends know each other better than anyone else. They know each others' vulnerabilities and can hurt each other in the most painful ways. So, </span><span style="font-size: small;">before you say something to a family member, no matter how much you think that they deserve it, remember, the pain of the memory of this encounter will last much longer than the satisfaction of a happy moment shared.</span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> Not to mention the damage that can be done if you show your f</span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">eelings of distrust</span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> and making bad accusations. </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
We don't like what had happened, do we...?<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">A lesson learned. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">So, next time, be sure to look before you leap...think before you speak...</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">I've had enough headaches already..I'm switching to silent mode!! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">How I wish I could sign this entry as the "unaffected me"....but........</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">Terribly Affected,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">Spunky Sally<br />
</span></div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-8478905025132731192010-05-20T14:42:00.002+08:002010-05-20T15:01:11.091+08:00Batu Belah Batu Bertangkup<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYBxsE45SiD4JyN0hxs2jfVZVfvD9Dj4yEjbWoAlOiS_MEZUieh_9ZcRLA7RVQ_Njkzm32sx2kGC6PUgpHsZnyC1JMRWbYnpWwvBo5CKhzc4ik4RpCToOTuRLbSy3RUQFojRBxkATX7OC/s1600/sad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYBxsE45SiD4JyN0hxs2jfVZVfvD9Dj4yEjbWoAlOiS_MEZUieh_9ZcRLA7RVQ_Njkzm32sx2kGC6PUgpHsZnyC1JMRWbYnpWwvBo5CKhzc4ik4RpCToOTuRLbSy3RUQFojRBxkATX7OC/s200/sad.jpg" width="136" /></a></div><br />
Apa pendapat anda tentang tindakan emaknya si Melur dan si Pekan? Merajuk sebab tak dapat makan telur ikan tembakul lalu lari bawak diri ke Batu Belah Batu Bertangkup.mesti ada yang mengatakan .."ee..tu orang tua mengada-ngada namanya", "sikit punya hal pun nak dibesar-besarkan", "dengan anak sendiri pun nak amik ati", "dengan budak kecik pun nak berkira" dan macam-macam lagi lah persepsi negatif yang keluar dari kotak pemikiran kita.<br />
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Pernah tak anda lalui situasi seumpamanya? Dimana kita memang dah berangan gila-gila nak makan sesuatu tapi tak dapat. Sedih giler kowt!! To me, bab-bab makanan dan makan ni, sangat sensitif. Contohnya, kalau ada orang ajak kita makan, kita pun tunggu dan dah siap simpan perut untuk makan, tunggu punya tunggu, sekali rupanya dia lupa dah jamji nak makan dgn kita, dia gi makan dgn group lain pulak! Rasa nak menitik air mata dibuatnya!<br />
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Another example, kita bagi suggestion nak makan sesuatu tapi tak di indahkan pun. Buat tukar topik la, bila kita minta tolong orang belikan, dia seolah-olah aaaa..macam ada hesitation disitu..PERGH!! Lagi sedih!!<br />
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Ada plak kengkadang, orang ni dah tahu kita lapar, sebab kita dari tadi asyik dok bercerita pasal perut kita yang keroncong ni. Boleh dia call kwn sorang lagi yg sedang mkn kat kantin tu dan order food untuk dia sorang jer. Kot la nak offer "Tadi akak kata akak lapar kan, akan nak mkn apa? Saya minta si..belikan, nak tak?" Ni tak, tak perihatin betul!!<br />
AAARGHH!!<br />
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So, tolak tepi soal agama dan rasional yang waras, ada orang yang dah pergi Batu Belah Batu Bertangkup dah semalam!! hhhhmmmmm..ntah laa.. :(<br />
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Spunky SallySpunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-60080509878516029842010-05-17T12:04:00.005+08:002010-05-17T15:28:32.983+08:00A Thank You NoteSome teachers..we love them because of their excellent knowledge<br />
and taught us right from wrong,<br />
Some teachers..we love them because they set good example,<br />
a good model, an icon <br />
Some teachers..we love them because they are friendly<br />
or can even be a shoulder to cry on<br />
Some teachers..we love them because they are sincere,<br />
and never expect any reward <br />
Some teachers..we love them because they are honest<br />
Some teachers..we love them simply because they care<br />
I love all the teachers who have taught me through out the years of my life,<br />
All of you have contributed and are responsible for my achievements<br />
Thank You TEACHERS may Allah bless all of you<br />
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But there's one teacher<br />
whose presence I can still feel<br />
whose words of wisdom I can still hear<br />
whose spirit always keeps me strong <br />
who had all the qualities I mentioned above<br />
whom I will always love, respect, treasure and miss..<br />
My Dad..<b>Cikgu Mohd. Sidi, </b><br />
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Happy Teacher's Day, Pa<br />
You're the best teacher and the best father in the whole wide world<br />
With all the effort you have put in<br />
With all the sacrifices you have made<br />
With all the affection and love you have given <br />
As a teacher as well as a father,<br />
<div style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: small;">l cherish the past we shared but miss the future we will not have</span></div>I pray that ...<br />
Allah bestow upon you his blessings<br />
And may you rest in peace..amin<br />
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Spunky SallySpunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-69903796520504624262010-05-14T12:24:00.000+08:002010-05-14T12:24:16.323+08:005 SIKM KL is working hard for its 5 S certification from MPC (Malaysian Productivity Corporation).<br />
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Well, some might not know what is 5 S..so let me share a little bit of info about 5 S here.. <br />
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'<i><b>5S'</b></i> is the name of a workplace organization methodology that uses a list of five Japanese words which are Seiri, Seiton, Seiso, Seiketsu and Shitsuke. The list describes how items are stored and how the new order is maintained. The decision making process usually comes from a dialogue about standardization which builds a clear understanding among employees of how work should be done. It also instills ownership of the process in each employee.<br />
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<b>Phase 1 (Seiri/ Sort/ Sisih)</b> : <br />
To sort and systematically discard items which are not needed at the workplace.<br />
Emmm..that's easy..:) I can think of loads of things at home that can or rather should be discarded..ha ha..<br />
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<b>Phase 2 (Seiton/ Set in order/ Susun) : </b><br />
To arrange necessary items in a neat and systematic manner so that they can easily be retrieved and returned to the designated places (place for everything and everything at its plac Everything is labeled, tagged, color-coded or numbered. Easy to find, easy to notice when something is missing, easy to spot when something is out of place.<br />
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<b>Phase 3 (Seiso/ Shine/Susun) </b>:<br />
To clean and inspect workplace regularly and thoroughly so that there is no dirt on the floor, machines and equipments. Clean and healthy life style !!<br />
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<b>Phase 4 : (Seiketsu / Standardise/ Seragam)</b> :<br />
To maintain a high standard of workplace organization by keeping everything clean and orderly at all times.<br />
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<b>Phase 5 : (Shitsuke/ Sustain/ Sentiasa Amal)</b> :<br />
To train people to comply with the quality environment system continuously so that it becomes habitual and ingrained in the culture of organization.<br />
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That's basically what 5 S is all about. It is actually about simple everyday practices which should have been inculcated into children in their early age, so that they will turn out to be very systematic and more organized people. Good practices like these should begin in homes first. Later enhanced in schools. Then, be sustained in workplace.<br />
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It's all about clean, safe and condusive environment, efficient and effective as well as time and cost savings.Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-5923657184461893832010-05-14T09:15:00.000+08:002010-05-14T09:15:34.589+08:00To My First Born<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEjNpZisTbMuqjnUrK-dFGSMicUJVVTtwEE9eGIfW-JBx8luP1NBstxturjrQn73jeCeEhtoUVRxv04EdUwZAohvp4QgpqEnlslKU0o6bHGGVzoTPQH7zq1SVHQ4M7EJng-yKMiYyvM4wP/s1600/5945de9bdaea18f6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEjNpZisTbMuqjnUrK-dFGSMicUJVVTtwEE9eGIfW-JBx8luP1NBstxturjrQn73jeCeEhtoUVRxv04EdUwZAohvp4QgpqEnlslKU0o6bHGGVzoTPQH7zq1SVHQ4M7EJng-yKMiYyvM4wP/s320/5945de9bdaea18f6.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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What you wrote was really awesome..a confession I truely respect..<br />
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Why is it always My First Born?..<br />
Coz the first pregnancy had significantly changed my life..<br />
and My First Born certainly has brought me a new, enlightened and joyful life!!!<br />
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The bond we created from my womb to the day you were born..<br />
Is a mother and daughter bind that can never be torn<br />
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You are as precious as a flower and as gorgeous as a rose<br />
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You have been specially made to the very tip of your nose<br />
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You are brighter than any star in the sky every time you smile<br />
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When times seem too hard to bear & I l feel like giving up..<br />
I vision your beautiful face, the twinkle of your eyes, the first step you made and the first time you called me "Mama"<br />
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With the strength and guidance of Allah and the blessings He pours down from above<br />
I want to be the best mom I can be to you and embrace you with all my love<br />
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I will always be your mother first, but I'm also your friend<br />
You are the most precious gift, that I've ever been given<br />
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Wouldn't want to have you out of my sight<br />
Protect you from any danger, even from a tiny mosquito bite<br />
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Try to put in as much as I could<br />
Make sure you get everything that you should<br />
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What frightens me the most is..I won't be around forever<br />
To ensure your safety and well being<br />
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I want you to be proud of who you are and strive to be the best<br />
Put forth your efforts to achieve your goals and let Allah do the rest<br />
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Only when your life is complete and have a wonderful family of your own..<br />
I know I can close my eyes and Rest In Peace...<br />
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Always remember my feelings towards you and how significant and important you are to me, even when i am no longer around..<br />
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With All My Love,<br />
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Slept with tears in my eyes<br />
Wondering why did it happen...?</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #4e4960; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"><br />
Thinking about our good times<br />
Slept with tears in my eyes<br />
Wondering what did I do wrong...?</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br />
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Woke up with tears still in my eyes<br />
Was it too much to ask for...?</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><br />
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I'm too late<br />
Too late to ask<br />
Someday... I will never ask again<br />
Someday... it will never happen again<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Started quite early in the morning, along with Shasha, into the kitchen. Shasha made the steamed kaya n butter bread!! Mmmmmm delicious!! After breakfast - Preparation mode - spaghetti!! Everybody in the family loves spaghetti except Shima..not quite a fan la. Bell Pepper, yellow onions, lots of mushrooms, ground beef and of course Prego sauce!! all together in a big pot!!! 3 packets of spaghetti. Banyaknya!!! Bole ke abis nih?</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">After having the sauce cooked with full of love, Shasha began to cook her specialty..Cream Caramel!!! Which is also our family craze! Syafiq arrived. Havent seen him since Hari Raya. Welcome Syafiq!! Then Kamal Fahmi arrived. Welcome Fahmi. The table is set and we were then ready to dine...</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>ROUND 1</b>. The effort really paid off as I noticed how much they enjoy and appreciate your meal!! Puas hati...</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Pencuci mulut..limau tangerine, best, manis-manis masam...hhhaaauuuk kenyang!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I retired inti our bedroom and had a 5-minute nap while the kids continued to chat and watch tv in the family room. At around 4 pm, we all went out in NAZA to TUDM Muzeum. Syafiq and Shima enjoyed taking pictures since both of them are really into photography. Spent about one hour there. Danish sure enjoyed sitting in the cockpits and daydream about being a fighter pilot! We were lucky coz on the way back home, it poured like hell. When we reached home, guess what we did?...</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>ROUND 2</b>. Heated up the spaghetti sauce. Din, Shasha cooked her second Cream Caramel. Din, Syikin and Along arrived, just in time.....</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">After maghrib we sent Fahmi back, Syafiq, Syikin, Din and Along pun balik...</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Alhamdulillah..rasa bahagia dan tenang sekali bila dapat bersama-sama anak2 dan kawan2 mereka. Really enjoyed their company and looking forward to their next visit..perhaps a mini family bowling tournament...:)))</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-70642830681225100952010-02-06T15:42:00.001+08:002010-02-08T10:07:54.712+08:00Ragut...<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> Kalau masa zaman Mama sekolah dulu...perkataan RAGUT ni selalunya digunakan untuk 'lembu ragut rumput', 'kambing ragut pucuk jambu', 'padang ragut'.... Tapi sekarang RAGUT dah sinonim dengan manusia...mungkin manusia yang otaknya sama mcm haiwan yg bernama lembu atau kambing.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> Lately ni, kejadian ragut dah menjadi-jadi sehingga ada yang menyebabkan kematian! Siut betul demer ney!! Nak duit cara mudah dan cepat..samun orang, ragut beg tangan orang! Ragut nyawa dia baru tau!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-40692514263615137382010-02-05T15:19:00.003+08:002010-02-05T16:58:32.975+08:00...and they live happily ever after<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: left;">Semasa lunch hour... </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> Hari ni I've decided not to go anywhere..so, just hang around the office. Switched off the lights and one of the air-conds (ini mmg langkah penjimatan pejabat). Since Facebook dah kena block..I checked my e-mails, read online news, tgk MARA nyer web..kot2 ada apa2 yg new and interesting. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Rasanya hidup sangat boring tanpa Facebook..feels like you've been cut off from the world that is moving around you. Jadi serba tak kena rasanya. Kejam betul depa yang sekat Facebook ney!!! FB bukanya ganggu pon..infact it is one easy way to stay connected to family, members, friends sand colleagues all the time ... while working!! The wonderful thing about FB is...it's free!!!! Well ada jer smart ass yg tak boleh tengok orang senang..</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">However..as a normal human being, yang mana orang tak bagi tu, yang tu la lagi rasa nak buat kan..? Yesterday tried FB through BTunnel.com..dapat, tapi slow gilller! So, ari ni, one of my English teachers, Salman, suggested that I buy this device to be plugged in to my PC and this device should be able to connect with his broadband (in the teachers' room, upstairs). He will then upgrade his broadband and those sharing will share paying the monthly charges of his broadband. Sounds really good..so let's give it a try!! Nak block sangat.....pppiiiiirrrrrah!!! Hengat haku tak ghetti buat cara len ka??? Lu pikir la sendri!!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Anyway, Salman has not yet return from Low Yat...hope the plan works and all of us here can enjoy FB again and <span style="color: red;">live happily ever after</span>!!!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Staying home will give me a chance of spending the time with the kids, watch TV and bla bla bla...</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Goreng cucok ikan bilis for breakfast..1kg tepung!! Selosai!!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Emmm..tak leh nak gi pasar...so masak nasi goreng ajer laaaa.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Awan dah mendung nak ujan..anta Danish gi sekolah. Wah ari ni siap pakai baju Melayu tuuuu...Mama tido kul 2 pagi alter seluar baju Melayu Danish. Punya tak dan dan nak pakai...</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Dia kata best pakai baju melayu pi sekolah sebab rasa macam pahlawan!!! Ape-ape jer la Danish...asalkan ko nak pegi sekolah.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Lepas makan nasi goreng cincai (rencah ketam fingers and eggs) sambil tgk Pelican Brief..tak sedar satu pinggan gedebak nasi goreng ku belasah! Haish!! Tak pa! Malam ni pi pocho2 shake it all off!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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Eeee sejuknya ujan..best ni kalau tarik comforter...Sian Danish...kena gi sekolah ujan-ujan cam ni.<br />
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Spunky SallySpunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-71909317378232301512010-01-27T15:28:00.001+08:002010-01-27T15:52:22.083+08:00Flu flu go away...<div style="text-align: justify;">Back to work after two days of MC. Since I'm still not feeling well, selera nak makan pun tak ada. so just sit around and prepare master timetable for my teachers. Request for the dates that they want me to observe them in their classes. Decided not to go for breakfast coz ain't got no appetite. By 9.30 everybody was busy getting ready to receive a group of people from Germany and Abu Dhabbi. They are here for a short visit. Welcome to IKM KL people!! Hope you find this visit very useful and relevant to your objectives.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Then..back to work. I can still feel my body aches, my flue getting worse...feel like going home. Despite all that, I continued searching for good articles to be adapted and to be published in our bulletin. Since the internet was out since morning, I had to hunt for the articles manually, reading through a few magazines. Then the Internet came around at about lunch time. After that, I went out with a friend to the cafe for lunch. Didn't take much..just a half bowl of rice and soup....<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Lepas solat, back to work..still don't feel like doing anything..Tetiba teringat pasal ayam hutan yang orang bagi hari minggu baru2 ni.. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hari minggu yang lalu ada kawan datang hantar ayam hutan 4 ekor (dah di sembelih dan dah di basuh siap). Ni la first time nak masak dan makan ayam hutan. Tapi tadi Papa dah suruh tukang masak mess masakan, so tak payah mama susah2 nak masak kang..mama pun tak berapa sihat. Kata orang sedap..tapi nanti malam ni lepas makan I'll inform you ya.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- ilmu yang berkaitan perbuatan secara halus melalui pertolongan makhluk ghaib, iaitu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"> dengan bantuan syaitan atau jin bertujuan memudharatkan atau mengelirukan manusia</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- menggunakan jin atau syaitan melalui santau / guna-guna</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- mengamalkan perubatan dengan mendekatkan diri kepada jin disertai dengan </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"> penyembelihan haiwan</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- pertunjukan silap mata yang menggunakan kuasa makhluk-makhluk halus</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">· <b>PUNCA BERLAKUNYA PERBUATAN SIHIR</b></span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- perasaan dendam seseorang terhadap orang lain</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- iri hati dengan kelebihan atau kedudukan seseorang</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- mengambil tindakan tegas terhadap orang yang melakukan perbuatan sihir</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- menerapkan ajaran islam secara menyeluruh dan mendalam kepada masyarakat</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- tidak memberi sokongan atau kerjasama dengan orang yang melakukan perbuatan tersebut</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- merosakkan akidah dan membatalkan iman</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- memecah-belahkan masyarakat dan menimbulkan fitnah</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- hilang pergantungan kepada Allah kerana mendapat bantuan syaitan</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- supaya akidah seseorang tetap terpelihara</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- supaya orang Islam dapat hidup dlam keadaan yang aman dan sejahtera</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- supaya persengketaan dan permusuhan dapat terhindar</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- membaca ayat-ayat kursi setiap kali selesai solat</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- membaca surah al-Ikhlas dan sebagainya</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">- banyak berlindung dengan kalimah-kalimah Allah SIHIR</span><br />
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</div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-53490860269659794192010-01-13T16:50:00.003+08:002010-01-19T23:15:41.828+08:00What the?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnC4KaCMzcLdn7ygpJKAeL6gLsqVOmMQ3XuFs90CEsLr28VEfrkX-L8ub3z1Tu9td31JRDSEk-FBNvMFIgwwxL1WRvWKwMqt0Ayrh6snLOT1VwcM0ICdNtJtWX_qPrrueVEvEsGO2BAetZ/s1600-h/durian1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnC4KaCMzcLdn7ygpJKAeL6gLsqVOmMQ3XuFs90CEsLr28VEfrkX-L8ub3z1Tu9td31JRDSEk-FBNvMFIgwwxL1WRvWKwMqt0Ayrh6snLOT1VwcM0ICdNtJtWX_qPrrueVEvEsGO2BAetZ/s320/durian1.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1dK15i8Z8AJGh1o_MtYFcX6V5qpiLRuabfQmdKj8h3DDoRpe3Iy69EDlrtUKhFehQNO7MGeobxBp5yoPta7TQu-c2nBFaMgmJhD34aE6Us8nV2HFc0tCOB5qU5L8vOVLK_NrCJ28vR0M8/s1600-h/durian4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1dK15i8Z8AJGh1o_MtYFcX6V5qpiLRuabfQmdKj8h3DDoRpe3Iy69EDlrtUKhFehQNO7MGeobxBp5yoPta7TQu-c2nBFaMgmJhD34aE6Us8nV2HFc0tCOB5qU5L8vOVLK_NrCJ28vR0M8/s320/durian4.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKZivNCdO1HaVp7GWvwWeRwevj1tsZxu-Ctx4sMIUiOhb39Zf9TXrjpyDDhY9ncLz2ePzxUhTCTsGwghnsroQ9jGYDrb-TTHFKXp5bE5gHE8Gz8C9OxuJvS2gfA0r2HzzH_AYSbwR_0DCc/s1600-h/durian5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKZivNCdO1HaVp7GWvwWeRwevj1tsZxu-Ctx4sMIUiOhb39Zf9TXrjpyDDhY9ncLz2ePzxUhTCTsGwghnsroQ9jGYDrb-TTHFKXp5bE5gHE8Gz8C9OxuJvS2gfA0r2HzzH_AYSbwR_0DCc/s320/durian5.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-82958600311702109412010-01-06T13:44:00.008+08:002010-01-19T23:14:07.038+08:00Khasiat Buah Belimbing Besi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMzqll8I-CUzofxnP1fnKnDpk902ntmpA3TjBAxpIr1SGkAIhdWsUtHdGz64Th5LHWbKdk9NcKgkpx8W1Hi3kbOki0lnIyQWCzX9hNMCxUOmceBSAKrZ90nskAyLW77xIoh_o8o2S9JST/s1600-h/starfruit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMzqll8I-CUzofxnP1fnKnDpk902ntmpA3TjBAxpIr1SGkAIhdWsUtHdGz64Th5LHWbKdk9NcKgkpx8W1Hi3kbOki0lnIyQWCzX9hNMCxUOmceBSAKrZ90nskAyLW77xIoh_o8o2S9JST/s640/starfruit1.jpg" width="265" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Carambola</b> or starfruit or <b>Belimbing Besi</b> is the fruit of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Averrhoa_carambola">Averrhoa carambola</a>, a species of tree native to Malaysia, Indonesia,India and Sri Lanka. The tree and its fruit are popular throughout South East Asia, the South Pacific and other parts of East Asia. <br />
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Carambola is rich in antioxidants and vitamin C, and low in sugar, sodium and acid.Carambola is a fairly complex fruit with many benefits like strawberries, but a small percent of the human population should be cautious of the fruit for health reasons. <br />
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Like the grapefruit, carambola contains oxalic acid which can be harmful to individuals suffering from kidney failure or under kidney dialysis treatment. Consumption by those with kidney failure can produce hiccups, vomiting, nausea, and mental confusion.<br />
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Oooo dasyat tuh...becareful ya you people out there..<br />
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Today a friend of mine told me that this fruit has another benefit that most of us didn't know about...It can be used as a repellent to measles or even chicken pox. How? She said, just put a few starfruits leaves in a basin or a pail or a bath water container then bathe using the water. It provides a cooling sensation. Nobody knows how it really works as a repellent to chicken pox, but we can always give it a try... wallahu a'lam..<br />
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Yang pastinya...kalau blend, campur ice cubes dan minum....mmm heaven!!<br />
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</div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-30038182016188006552010-01-06T11:25:00.006+08:002010-01-19T23:16:24.154+08:00Kisah Saya Punya Pet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Pada suatu hari, ada kucing saya bermain di luar rumah. Lepas maghrib, dia pun balik masuk rumah. Lepas itu, dia suruh kakak saya pasang aircond. Kakak saya pon mengambil remote aircond itu. Lepas itu dia tidur sampai 10 am. Dia bangun, dia tenung kiri dan kanan, dia pon berjalan. Sekejap lagi dia terasa lapar, dia menjerit meaw..! Habis.</i><br />
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</div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-40137963021217758312010-01-05T15:42:00.004+08:002010-01-20T07:40:06.121+08:00First Family Trip in 2010<div style="text-align: justify;"> Selepas subuh bersantai sambil tengok News on tv dalam bilik. Bermaalasan..planning dalam kul 8.30 kang, asa usual gi breakfast and pergi pasar berdua. Tetiba Papa kata "Nak gi Alor Setar tak?". Ish Papa ni biar betul semalam anak2 ajak..kata tak nak, dok umah lagi best. Tetiba lak nak gi. Mama pun apalagi memang mood nak gi jalan2 dok bersemarak dari semalam lagi..terus la jawab nak!! Papa pun terus call this Chalet (got the number from a fren) and made reservations..siap nak amik 2 chalet lagi, but I said one enough la kot coz there are 2 rooms. Chalet terapong katanya! Kat area Sembeling, Sg. Petani. Terapong pun terapong laaa..janji berjalan. Shima agak cuak disitu apabila mendengar perkataan 'terapong'..creepy dia kata. So, again, asa usual Papa akan teriak "20 minit..tayar bergolek!!!". Maknanya, kami kena la bersiap dalam masa 20 minit! Apa lagi semua melompat bangun and as usual...managed to get ready on time! Amazing kan?<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Our cats, especially Ahmad Russel sensed that they will be left behind. Russel..muka dah lain mcm dah...asyik mengekor Shasha and Shima...mungkin nak kata "Nak ikut ble?" Sian Ahmad Russel kena tinggai!! Gedebak gedebuk, masukkan barang dalam kereta, dgn comforter, dgn bantal busuk masing2..kreta papa dah penuh macam kapal haji. Papa plaks siap bwk 3 rod pancing..nk memancing kat chalet terapong la katakan...So bertolak dari rumah araound 9.50.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Perjalanan lancar, tak byk kereta atas highway. Papa bwk relex2 110km/hr (biasa la Mat Skima)...Papa will never drive exceeding the speed limit. Kami stop kat R&R Tapah. Orang punya la ramai!!! Papa, mama dan Danish grabbed a table and makan mee kari, Papa pny mknana wajib kalau berhenti kat Tapah.. Shima, Shida, Shasha and Alin..pi makan KFC. Semua dah kenyang..after 20 minits, kami sambung journey. Semua excited and tak sabar nak santai kat Chalet terapong tuh...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Perjalanan lancar, semua tak tido kecuali Danish..eh ke ade yg lain yg tido...mm ntah la tak perasan. Sepanjang jalan dok bersembang, tak perasan sapa yg tak join kecuali Danish. Anyways...sampai SP around 4 pm..tunggu Dasri jap kat GIANT, Jln Sg Pasir. Dasri datang terus tuju ke chalet terapong tu..Jerai View nama tempat tu...tgk jer tempat tuuu, tersentot sket coz tmpt tu mask agak ke pendalaman, no shops nearby and the worst thing is once you are transported to the chalet, air surut, you kena tunggu sehingga air pasang semula keesokkan harinya untuk naik bot semula utk balik ke tanah besar. Oh TIDAK!!!! Everybody except Papa and Danish said NO to chalet terapong. So Papa reluctantly..ikut ckp kitorang. Cari tempat lain. Bye!!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> So kitorang pon sambung perjalanan ke Sg. Petani...the best part is..Papa bwk kami masuk Kem Lapangan Terbang..tgk umah lama..nostalgia nyer! tapi sedih tengok condition umah tu yg mcm tak berjaga. Keluar dari Kem ikut pintu belakang, terus stop kat Swiss Inn, i like it here coz the pool is awesome. So, checked in 2 rooms. Danish terus insisted to jump into the pool right away...so kasi chan laaa. Kakak2 pon teruja tgk pool tapi tak bwk attire, so kena gi beli swimming attire la plaks..nasib baik Tesco dekat ja. Petang tu dihabiskan dgn bermalasan di tepi pool sambil makan french fries and watermelon juice sambil tgk anak2 mandi kolam.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Lepas maghrib, kami keluar makan di jam besar bersama Dasri sekeluarga. Makan nasi dg sup gear box, ada yg makan mee hoon sup, ada yg makan yong taufu, ada yang makan nasi goreng ikan masin...yg pastinya..memang SEDAAAAP!! Pas tu kami belarak plak ke rumah Papa nyer ex-driver, Abang Mi. Rindu nyer dgn famili tuu..lama tak jumper. As usual, Kak Zan, the wife memang akan jamu laksa..best giler!! Makan lagi! Mak ai..kenyang..mcm anaconda dah kami smua!! After chatting 4 quite a while, agak2 dah reda sket rindu, kami pun minta diri to retire 4 the day..PENAT gilos! Esok pagi2 dah nak bertolak ke Alor setar plaks..makan kenduri plak. Makan lagiiii! Selalunya lauk kenduri belah2 utara ni, memang best. So, alor Setar here we come! <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Lepas subuh Papa, Mama, Danish and Shasha siap2 dan turun breakfast. yang lain2 tu..biasa la, pese tak makan pagi. Eh, ke pesen tak bgn pagi..either or applies lah. Breakfast kat hotel, then the 4 of us keluar round2 kat SP. Mula2 gi cari kwn papa dekat pasar Sg Lalang. Terharunya dia, tak sangka Papa cari dia after all this years. Pas tu gi cari umah cikgu Fatimah (cikgu Shasha masa darjah 6)..tapi dia tak ada di rumah.la plak. Tak ada rezeki nak jumpak..but the thought that counts. Pas tu nak sambung jalan2, lalu depan umah Jaja's beloved uncle...siap suruh shasha tangkap gambar..nk send kat Jaja..ahaks..<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Balik hotel, Danish's another swimming episode..sampai kul 11.15 jer. Pas tu naik siap2 utk pegi kenduri.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sampai di tmpt kenduri..as expected, lauk kari daging dia...PERGH!!! Sedap gilos!! Air nyira..lagi la SEDAP!! Mama broke all her diet rules and belasah the food! After kenduri, ada lagi sati mission...nak jumpa Shasha nyer very dear fren, Ezah! Nak jumpa kat mana ek? Tempat paling senang..Menara Alor Setar. so we went there and jumpa la budak Ezah tu. Hugged her and kissed her..missed her so..Papa bought tickets to go up the tower..so we did.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Lepas tu ingat nak terus push off ke SP...tp si Toain sibuk suruh pi umah dia jugak2. Tak nak menghampakan Toain, kami pun pi la umah dia...disitu kami di jamu Pulut Udang dan Tepung Bungkus panas!!! PERGH!! Sedap nyer!! One taste i won't forget! Toain!! Nak kueh tu lagi ble?!! Lepas kekenyangan buat kali yg keberapa ntah..kami pun bertolak ke SP....<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Again kerana tak nak menghampakan orang, kami singgah plak kat umah Dasri. Lepas solat makan lagi. Kali ni makan Laksa Teluk Kecai yg famous tuu!! THE BEST LAKSA I HAVE EVER TASTED!!! serious, sedap ya amat! Lepas makan laksa yg sedap itu, lepas freshenup, lepas solat..kami pun bertolak balik ke KL.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Selamat sampai ke KL jam 1.15 am!!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> The unplanned, short trip turned out to be a very enjoyable and memorable trip ever! What a start 2010!!! <br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hopfully there will be many more happy and interesting trips like this for us to enjoy and treasure in the whole of 2010 and many years ahead!!!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Spunky Sally<br />
</div>Spunky Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16720396825556400815noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135480682204936937.post-26104009442338230732009-12-31T13:58:00.003+08:002010-01-19T23:26:27.489+08:002009 Seimbas Lalu<div style="text-align: justify;">Banyak yang berlaku dalam tahun 2009 ni..suka dan duka, semua ada.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Januari<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Urusan Danish ke sekolah, the rest biasa2 jer bertugas di BPS.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mandi sungai kat Sg Sendat, Ulu Yam <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Februari<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Terkejut dan sedih - dapat pekeliling pertukaran - lapur ke IKM KL (Buat rayuan tak nak pindah...hampeh)<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">BAKAT - perjumpaan dgn isteri PM - Datin Seri Jean<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Danish mula buat perangai tak nak ke sekolah...tension!! Alasannya..tak best mcm Smart Reader dulu. Hadoi yai...Hari2 semua akan tension dgn Danish.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mac<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">23/3/09 secara oficial nya melapor di IKM KL sebagai Ketua Jabatan Pengajian Am. Rasa hati amat berat sekali tapi dah arahan naik pangkat...tak dapek nak di tolong lai. Jadi den poi jo laaa...<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Danish masih bermasalah tak nak ke sekolah..bila di siasat ole cikgunya..rupa2nya ada budak pompuan sgt suka kat Danish, somehow she made him feel intimidated..pas tu cikgu dia settlekan. TQ cikgu..now Danish dah ok :)!!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">April<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Still adjusting to the new designation..new environment,new frens, new responsibilities..no problem adjusting with humans, as I always fit in easily with anyone, anywhere. The totally new system(IKM) took me a <br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">while to adapt with.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">May<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Quite busy at work place with the Team Pemantauan Anugerah Kualiti and all but everything went well.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">June<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Was called upon BPL(K) to write and edit IKM certificate and diploma modules. Enjoyed doing it..as always..me and modules are synonyms.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">July<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nothing much..as usual at work..cuma start to kemas2 personal things sbb nak pasang partician/work station kat bilik nih..Habuk..habuk...<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Shasha start kreja<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">August<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bulan penuh dgn penyakit!! IKM KL di tutup seminggu due to H1N1 (3- 7 Ogos 2009). A week after that I was sick , down with flue and sore throat and so were the rest of us at work.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Shida abis practical<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">September<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bulan posa! Setiap hari berbuka satu famili including F, Yan dan Fira.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dalam bulan posa ni la adik ku di duga dgn dugaan yg sgt hebat! Allah saja yang mengetahui betapa merana dan sedihnya adik ku pd waktu itu...subhanallah! Mujur dugaan ini tak berlarutan lama...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Semasa raya di Koyan,<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">First raya memang Is tak ada..dia balik kemudian sket. Bila Issampai..seronok tgk mrk spent each moment together...kamiberamai-ramai pergi ke Kuala Medang, tangkap gambar Is di <b>Homestay Kuala Medang</b>..the next day semua pergi berkelah kat Lata Lembik..seronok tgk Is, Jaja, Iman and Sofi dan famili members yg lain mandisungai..malam sibul main bunga api..Is dan abang as usual mmg beli <br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">bunga api byk giler...dorang main lg hebat dr bebudak tuh..<br />
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Birthday Shasha di Naili's<br />
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Shasha dapat kretanya yg baru!!<br />
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Oktober<br />
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Busy at work preparing for Graduasi IKM KL<br />
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Bersukaria di Genting Highlands<br />
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November<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Graduasi Alin<br />
</div>Alin SPM<br />
Sekolah cuti!!<br />
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Disember<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hari Keliarga PULNORd<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">There are still many more happenings which need not to be mentioned here. Tahun 2009 adalah tahun yg byk mengajar dan menyedarkan fr me. All of them hv turned me into a wiser and more religious person. Will try to avoid making the same mistakes..will improve on the existing qualities. Will try to plan a better and prosperous year starting tomorrow!!<br />
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