<?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-7104844038393723404</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:04:22.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>which is so me</title><subtitle type='html'>-home is where the heart is-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1260897394474786679</id><published>2011-06-28T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T03:07:55.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>280611 - a doctor</title><content type='html'>there's a song in my head. dont know the title. heard in starworld for Grey's Anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i need a doctor, i need a doctor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to bring me back to life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya Allah, redhakanlah hati ini atas semua yang tertulis buatku. tiada siapa yang paham kecuali yang melalui yang nampak retak di tawaku. pujuklah hati ini, menerima qadha dan qadar mu ya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya, akulah manusia yang zalim pada diriku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1260897394474786679?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1260897394474786679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/06/280611-doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1260897394474786679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1260897394474786679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/06/280611-doctor.html' title='280611 - a doctor'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1163988622441722821</id><published>2011-05-22T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T07:57:09.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>220511 - pernah?</title><content type='html'>pernahkah rasa hati itu terlalu remuk dan berkecai dan tak mungkin dicantum lagi&lt;br /&gt;yang mana kalau ribut berlalu ketika itu&lt;br /&gt;mahu saja menyerah diri agar dibawa bersama&lt;br /&gt;kerana kesakitan hati itu tidak nampak&lt;br /&gt;tapi terasa terlalu perit&lt;br /&gt;dan perit bukan perkataan yang sesuai pun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1163988622441722821?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1163988622441722821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/05/220511-pernah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1163988622441722821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1163988622441722821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/05/220511-pernah.html' title='220511 - pernah?'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-5211480955519888106</id><published>2011-05-17T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T04:51:00.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>170511 - azwie!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>hari sabtu ritu bawak budak g kursus di sekolah berdekatan. naik bas la. sesama. nak dijadikan cerita, aku lupa remind pakcik tu jadi pagi tu dia lupa. terpaksala kami tunggu. nasib baik kami sampai on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai sana, budak dibahagikan ikut matapelajaran yg dia nyaris lulus. ada 2 org utk English. aku sepatutnya menghantar budak saja sebab fasilitator utk program tersebut telah dilantik dan dapat surat. housemate dan coursemate ku jadi fasi, apa lagi, diorg register aku sekali. walhal taklimat apa pon aku tak ikut. ah, peduli! hehe, tu la kan pentingnya cable. kan bagus kalau aku ada cable mau transfer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedang budak dengar ceramah, aku sembang ngn coursemate lagi satu di dewan. aku pakai baju oren thai silk yang baru. rasa syoq la pakai baju baru. aku perasan si azwie ni (anak murid aku dok senyum). aku pun pandang dia, dia tunjuk fail nya. aku cebik mulut. perli aku la tu. fail dia pun kaler oren. mungkin dia ingat aku tak paham, seraya dia menjerit, "OREN!". wei, org tgh masyuk dgr ceramah terus pandang dia yg tgh angkat fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZWIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-5211480955519888106?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5211480955519888106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/05/170511-azwie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5211480955519888106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5211480955519888106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/05/170511-azwie.html' title='170511 - azwie!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4458160922290895752</id><published>2011-05-08T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T07:08:30.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>080511 - silence</title><content type='html'>i guess i enjoy silence. it makes me think. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout transfer. betapa i want it so bad. tapi bila mengenangkan the unfinished business di sini, semacam menahan aku. tapi sampai bila? teringat chacha dulu, 'kita kena buat apa yang penting.' i am torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, friday. during English-Music lesson (i'm teaching both subject so i combined the two), we discussed Hurt by Christina Aguilera. i remembered the silence when the song was played. and i believe the kids too felt the stab of that every word. how easy a song can silent a class with 37 pupils?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4458160922290895752?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4458160922290895752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/05/080511-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4458160922290895752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4458160922290895752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/05/080511-silence.html' title='080511 - silence'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-5236894239161724779</id><published>2011-04-30T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T06:24:33.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>300411 - oh with the exclamation mark</title><content type='html'>what a boring life absurd lonely&lt;br /&gt;need to do something out of the box tomorrow or i'll just waste the single-wife-time i have now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it or leave it, love the strokes&lt;br /&gt;and glee with somewhere only we know originally sang by keane made me worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exclamation mark&lt;br /&gt;exclamation mark&lt;br /&gt;exclamation mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full stop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-5236894239161724779?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5236894239161724779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/300411-oh-with-exclamation-mark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5236894239161724779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5236894239161724779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/300411-oh-with-exclamation-mark.html' title='300411 - oh with the exclamation mark'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6286645005455219044</id><published>2011-04-22T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T07:21:32.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>220411 - grenade</title><content type='html'>i felt different, dulu in 2009 the idea of transferring,leaving my poor kids left me in tears. but now, i just dont care. sometimes, i feel hopeless and unappreciated. penat but they dont know anything, about the lesson apatah lagi about me. why do they should care? we are not related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm suffering. macam kita bertepuk sebelah tangan. sakitnya seperti melihat org yg kita sayang bersama org lain. aku paun tak tau nape, tp begitulah. rasa seperti ditinggalkan. seperti sgtlah seorang dan tak siapa sedar my existence and my crying for help. i'm shouting in my smiles but nobody listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, you knew. You are the only one who heard and aware of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grenade &amp;nbsp;of bruno mars made me heart sank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-6286645005455219044?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6286645005455219044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/220411-grenade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6286645005455219044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6286645005455219044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/220411-grenade.html' title='220411 - grenade'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2348752003047615110</id><published>2011-04-13T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:20:56.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>130411 - 2</title><content type='html'>banyak yang ingin kukatankan tapi tak berkesempatan dan tidak boleh sudah selepas talian dimatikan ketika ayatku tergantung. kalaulah dia baca setiap tutur, nescaya dia akan tahu betapa aku bersungguh dalam setiap kataku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak apa. kerana yang rugi hanya aku. selalu begitu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2348752003047615110?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2348752003047615110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/130411-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2348752003047615110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2348752003047615110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/130411-2.html' title='130411 - 2'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-3116068196751214762</id><published>2011-04-13T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:17:31.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>130411 - better</title><content type='html'>i don' feel loved. kadang-kadang better rasanya aku di sini. tak perlu pulang. biarlah kehidupan aku sebegini selamanya. aku dan Tuhanku sahaja. bila terjadi sesuatu memang rasa tidak dihargai, memang seperti hati ini tiada siapa yang ambil peduli. mungkin ini yang Tuhan mau tunjuk padaku. betapa aku tak bersedia. betapa banyak kesilapan yang telah kulakukan dan penebusannya adalah saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu orang tak bermakna sendiri. aku banyak berfikir. sepi itu ada. tapi sudah terbiasa seperti bayang-bayang hitam yang mengekor. jadi aku tidak takut. walaupun sudah separuh badan aku tenggelam, tapi aku masih bernafas. dengan izin Tuhanku. tersenyum tapi tidak gembira. at least, masih ku simpan senyum ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perlu keputusan mendalam tapi aku sudah tidak mampu berfikir kerana terlalu muak dengan situasi. kun, fayakun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-3116068196751214762?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3116068196751214762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/130411-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3116068196751214762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3116068196751214762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/130411-better.html' title='130411 - better'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1706114914803520655</id><published>2011-04-08T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:22:19.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>080411 - rindu</title><content type='html'>tadi takde pasal ternangis baca satu petikan yg ditulis sorg suami yg mana isterinya kesepian di rumah jd wujudlah konflik2 yg sepatutnya tak wujud. i realized, kdg2 aku pun marah husband sendiri sbb aku sepi, takde pasal benda kecik pun aku hangen tak tentu pasal. dan cara atasi adalah dgn sujud kepada Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindunya aku. pada Dia dan kekasihnya..&lt;br /&gt;tp macam tak layak.. aku penuh dgn segala palitan lumpur. masih berusaha membersihkan diri dan menyucikan hati. kembali pada fitrah.&lt;br /&gt;kalaulah sekarang jiwa ini direntap dari tubuh, malunya aku berjumpaNya dalam keadaan sebegini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juga rindu teramat pada suami. memang sebelum kahwin kami sudah kenal 7 tahun tapi Allah maha besar, kasihku padanya sebagai seorg isteri amat misteri dan mendalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg, semoga yan juga kekasih abg di sana,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1706114914803520655?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1706114914803520655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/080411-rindu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1706114914803520655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1706114914803520655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/080411-rindu.html' title='080411 - rindu'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4721905160802472548</id><published>2011-03-26T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T03:55:00.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>260311 - sunyi</title><content type='html'>earth hour. aku sgt suka. bukan maksudnya aku nie pencuri, tp kesedaran betapa pentingnya menggunakan sumber yg ada dgn betul nie tidak, lampu buka walau takde org. aircond mcm la dunia ni panas mcm dlm oven. bila semua buka aircond, wap panas yg keluar dr belakang aircond tu akan terkumpul. maka lagi la panas keadaan di luar tempat aircond tu. ada org yg telah menyalurkan wap panas tersebut kepada pemanas air jd dia dapat mandi air panas for free. bagus kan? tp yg tu kalau tak salah di singapore. msia belum pernah dgr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nnt rumah aku pun nak environmental friendly gak. dah terlanjur dok sabah nie mcm amaze pulak tgk org sabah survive tnpa bekalan air klorin ke rumah. sihat je dgn air yg ditadah. even aku pun pernah menjejak kaki ke tempat yg kampung tu guna air hujan utk semua aktiviti. pada kawan2 yg dapat pedalaman memang merasa first hand punya experience la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nnt rumah kalau boleh nak guna tenaga solar. tp mana mau cari solar panel yg letak atas bumbung tu? kena order atau buat sendiri? nie nak kena tnya raka2 di sini yg lebih arif nie. Tuhan dah bg tenaga yg tak pernah habis (kecuali matahari takde aka kiamat la) baik kita manfaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang jeles tgk rancangan kat TLC, Worlds Greenest Homes. dahla sep duit, cantik pulak tu. tp memang tanah/halaman rumah diorg besar la. some tu siap dekat sungai lagi, jd senang salur air sungai ke rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tajuknya takde kena mengena pulak dgn entri. sebenarnya nak merungut pasal buhsan keseorangan. (bilalah mau dapat pindah ke pangkuan suami?). tp dok terexcited pasal earth hour pulak..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4721905160802472548?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4721905160802472548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/03/260311-sunyi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4721905160802472548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4721905160802472548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/03/260311-sunyi.html' title='260311 - sunyi'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4184505930760488800</id><published>2011-02-16T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T03:29:39.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>160211 - phoof!</title><content type='html'>i wish i could squeeze myself like the China acrobat and stash myself in the drawer, close it tight and lock with a magic padlock that could only be open after a broken spell. or hybernate like a dark huge bear, sleeping soundly, entertaining itself with dreams and hope, or like a sleeping beauty that sleeps for a hundred years and can still look alive and reddish as a sweet princess should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could disappear from here. from this moment. and never came back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4184505930760488800?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4184505930760488800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/02/160211-phoof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4184505930760488800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4184505930760488800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/02/160211-phoof.html' title='160211 - phoof!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6232188913963708313</id><published>2011-01-16T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T03:08:45.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>160111 - hey soul sister</title><content type='html'>my recent favourite song. i prefer the one performed in GLEE. gosh, big fan of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner, cooked my favourite-tom yam ayam. ate with housemates, and talked. guess the absence of tv makes us to stop staring at the idiot box and keep talking. funny eh? how you assume you cannot live without someine/something then the last thing you realize you are actually fine. and sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading on the net saying solar storm is coming in 2012 affecting the world electromagnet and bla bla. and the govt is not doing anything about it just hide themselves in bukers at denver airport. such accusations. but i believe in Allah. i try my&amp;nbsp; best on His every test on me, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i wanna be a billionaire, so freaking bad..'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-6232188913963708313?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6232188913963708313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/160111-hey-soul-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6232188913963708313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6232188913963708313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/160111-hey-soul-sister.html' title='160111 - hey soul sister'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-5470894399571008581</id><published>2011-01-15T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T00:41:01.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>150111 - wonder where you are</title><content type='html'>in the mood for glee, but havent watches season 2. tv rosak. last night watched on youtube kurt singing for his father who is in comma-i want to hold your hand. omg. i burst into tears the moment i heard the vibration of his voice. it really stabbed me in the heart. so magical how songs can change&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;person. just a suddden i miss my husband. i'm sure if you heard/watched you will also miss that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhGWC4yq_Yg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhGWC4yq_Yg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-5470894399571008581?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5470894399571008581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/150111-wonder-where-you-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5470894399571008581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5470894399571008581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/150111-wonder-where-you-are.html' title='150111 - 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tenggelam'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4038802922218400247</id><published>2011-01-09T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T02:39:57.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my litlle sister</title><content type='html'>she always 'little' to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TSmvgWnKQHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1huUKikNvrY/s1600/DSCN4474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TSmvgWnKQHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1huUKikNvrY/s400/DSCN4474.jpg" width="381" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4038802922218400247?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4038802922218400247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-miss-my-litlle-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4038802922218400247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4038802922218400247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-miss-my-litlle-sister.html' title='i miss my litlle sister'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TSmvgWnKQHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1huUKikNvrY/s72-c/DSCN4474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8923019197530361632</id><published>2011-01-09T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T04:35:49.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>090111 - cam besa tak puas ati</title><content type='html'>tak baik tak baik tak baik macam nie! huhu, sob sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa cuti ritu ada beli novel baru karya habiburrahman el shirazy tajuk bumi cinta. one of the episode adalah dialog antara hero dan sahabatnya yang isterinya terpaksa pulang ke kampung di Indonesia untuk menjaga ibu yang sakit. the setting is in Russia. dan sahabat itu menjawab, semoga Allah memelihara imanku. huhu. exactly! my husband was my boyfriend. walaupun dah kenal almost 8 years, tapi perasaan dan cinta selepas kahwin adalah satu nikmat Allah yang tidak dapat dinafikan. sangatlah lain. seriously, rindu padanya lain bebenor. dulu, relax saja bila berpisah tapi kini, suamiku adalah kiblatku. pemandu arahku. dan bersendirian tanpa suami adalah dugaan yang dahsyat yang kalau tidak kuat iman akan terjerumus dalam dosa-dosa besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuba pegi kursus. nescaya dok asyik teringat husband/wife kat umah. yang laki teringat bini iron baju, yang bini teringat laki sepah baju. dan hari pulang dari berjauhan adalah hari yang amat menggembirakan.&lt;br /&gt;dan pada yang kematian suami/isteri. kehidupan sehari adalah dugaan yang tiada sesiapa pun akan faham. ada orang tu, isteri meninggal tak sampai 6 bulan, sudah kawen baru. tak salah kawen, kesunyian itu terlalu sukar untuk di handle. kalaulah mereka memahami. yang betugas menyatukan yang terpisah, dengan izin Allah. dan selagi aku di sini, setiap air mata yang mengalir adalah dosa mereka yang tidak menjalankan tugas dengan tanggungjawab, yang tidak adil, yang akan menghadap Tuhan dan menjawab semua tentang tugasan mereka. aku tak redha. biar apa pun alasan. mereka tidak berhak membuat aku begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagi yang belum kawen, tak paham entri ni tak pa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8923019197530361632?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8923019197530361632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/090111-cam-besa-tak-puas-ati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8923019197530361632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8923019197530361632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/090111-cam-besa-tak-puas-ati.html' title='090111 - cam besa tak puas ati'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2157949274209528375</id><published>2011-01-08T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T14:02:31.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>090111 - chances are?</title><content type='html'>one of the episode in the ugly betty (season finale) tunjuk betty dan blog nya yang penuh optimis tentang kerja dan life. until one day dia tak tahan, dan dia mention pasal diskriminasi oleh boss nya dan berlaku la apa yang menyedapkan cerita tu. but that's not my point. cuma i realized my blog nie penuh dengan monologue yang lament yang kadang2 bila baca balik, lambat mau paham. yes, my lecturer once said, my style of writing is different. i write with emotions, for without it i'm clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masih lagi mood nak transfer. the other day ada majlis perpisahan 2 org cekgu nie dapat transfer. wahhhhhhhh JEALOUS!!!!!! i wish yang berucap sambil mengalir air mata tu was me! bila lah nak dapat chance tu? i watched one religious program kat TV3 (tak ingat apa tah rancangannya). ustazah tu cakap, kita boleh minta dari Allah tukarkan kesedihan/kepayahan kita pada sesuatu yang lebih bagus. macam protes/bebai gak la. sebab kita dah tak tertanggung kesedihan, jadi boleh minta kasi kegembiraan yang lebih&amp;nbsp; sebab kita deserve it. tp macam biasa la, as a slow learner, aku hanya boleh tangkap yang bahasa melayu nya saja.. sob sob&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp setiap ujian yang diberi pada kita adalah sepadan dengan kemampuan kita. yang bunuh2 diri tu sengaja saja tuh. buat2 tragik. i read in a homicide &amp;amp; suicide book cakap, banyak kes bunuh diri sebenarnya bukan intend utk mati tp more to attract attention their loved ones. bodoh kan? nak attract attention, org tak sempat selamat, attention tak dapat, mati. ? hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 rasa macam tak bersyukur. selalu complain. nabi SAW cakap, boleh minta peluang dari Tuhan kira aku ok la kan? kalau bukan kepada Tuhan kita mengadu dan bersungut dan menangis, sapa lagi yang boleh kabulkan doa kita? org yang luluskan transfer? itupun hanya dengan izin Tuhan. dan dia kena jujurlah dalam buat kerjanya. nie banyak cerita pelik jer didengar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2157949274209528375?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2157949274209528375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/090111-chances-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2157949274209528375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2157949274209528375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/090111-chances-are.html' title='090111 - chances are?'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1338138091129076863</id><published>2011-01-03T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T04:56:29.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>030111 - uji-an</title><content type='html'>aku tau tak baik merungut, atau mengungkit dan perkara-perkara yang sama waktu dengannya. tapi aku juga manusia biasa. dan aku jenis yang selagi aku tak cakap dan nangis tentang benda yang aku tak puas ati, benda tu takkan settle. terus akan ada dalam benak dan aku akan jatuh sakit walaupun telah cuba sehabis mungkin utk meng-ignore perkara tersebut. dan selagi aku boleh berbicara tentang sesuatu isu, maknanya i'm still ok about it, kalau dah senyap maknanya, i'm SO not ok about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah kawen pun dok sendiri lagi. (merungut). aku tau Tuhan bagi yang terbaik utk setiap umatnya dan tak pernah berlaku tak adil. tapi beratnya tak tertanggung. sudah lama rasanya aku kat sini. orang lain dah lama balik. (suami saya cakap tak boleh compare diri dengan org lain), tapi..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;org lain asyik cakap sabar-sabar. sebab sabar la aku kembali 'menjauhkan' diri dari suami dan keluarga. kembali kepada anak-anak yang tak mengenal aku, susah payah aku, sakit perih aku. kalau aku tak sabar, aku tak datang. taktau la. rasa macam tak bersyukur pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TSHHGr1z7qI/AAAAAAAAAJc/64POpgcq63E/s1600/DSCN4076h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TSHHGr1z7qI/AAAAAAAAAJc/64POpgcq63E/s320/DSCN4076h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1338138091129076863?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1338138091129076863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/030111-uji.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1338138091129076863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1338138091129076863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/030111-uji.html' title='030111 - uji-an'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TSHHGr1z7qI/AAAAAAAAAJc/64POpgcq63E/s72-c/DSCN4076h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7146929266074579925</id><published>2011-01-01T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T07:23:35.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>010111 miserable</title><content type='html'>it makes me miserable&lt;br /&gt;it makes me unfortunate&lt;br /&gt;it makes me ungrateful&lt;br /&gt;it makes me worst&lt;br /&gt;it makes me not worthy&lt;br /&gt;it makes me helpless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting for sudden changes as written in my horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a fool, i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-7146929266074579925?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7146929266074579925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/010111-miserable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7146929266074579925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7146929266074579925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2011/01/010111-miserable.html' title='010111 miserable'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-365040914201530711</id><published>2010-11-11T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T06:14:46.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>101110 - sukan aneka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;syoq kemarin.&lt;br /&gt;ada sukaneka tahun 6. dan aku dengan ngek nya pi pakai baju kurung. duh! awat tak tau. oh, sebab aku dah basuh kasut sukan power aku yang putih melepak dan simpan dalam kotak dah pun. bersemangat mau pulang. ish, minggu depan saja. yes.&lt;br /&gt;seronok la gelakkan org. ustaz yang menghandle acara nie memang aku tengok dia pun suka sukan. sebelum nie dia penyelaras tahun 6. disebabkan awal2 tahun dulu dia sibuk, jd PK nk lantik aku jd penyelaras tahun 6. waka waka! seb baik cikgu kaunseling nie tawar diri sebab beri kemudahan pada dia utk wat aktiviti kaunseling. dalam hati, alhamdulillah. aku pegang S/U tahun 6 2 tahun la. tak kesah.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, setelah lama2 aku byk rujuk pada ustaz nie utk aktiviti dan secara tidak langsung dia yang aku tulis sebagai timb. penyelaras on paper secara otomatik bertindak sebagai penyelaras. tak kesah la. baguih gitu. semua wat keje sama2. tolong menolong amalan mulia. dan aku pula nampak cam timb. penyelaras merangkap bendahari dan penyelaras sebenarnya jadi S/U. pape je la. janji aktiviti, jalan.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;ada satu sukaneka tu, tiup tepung cari gula2. besa r kan tu? tp yang bestnya, budak2 nie kena basahkan muka dulu. habis la tepung kena muka. apa lagi, gelak la semua di situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TNqGYTJCvvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_IySTXmokZ0/s1600/DSCN3918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TNqGYTJCvvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_IySTXmokZ0/s320/DSCN3918.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*sila fokus pada budak laki belakang yg pakai baju biru. Yusrin. budak paling tinggi di sekolah. even aku pakai wedges 5 inches pun dia tinggi lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu ada lari sibuta. budak laki kena tutup mata pastu pegang tali yg diberi pada budak pompuan dan budak pompuan bawa diorang lari pusing 2 round.&lt;br /&gt;budak nie, zikrullah namanya. memang nakal. ustaz (yg 'menjadi' penyelaras selalu usik dia, 'nama zikrullah, perangai masya Allah, lama2 inna lillah') dah namanya budak nakal. sengih saja. masa hari last upsr, paper BI lagi tuh, dia pi baling sarang penyengat atas pokok dekat kolam sekolah, terus kena sengat. dengan muka bengkak, sampai aku tak cam dia, dia sengih dan pi jawab exam. aku tanya ok ka? ok cigu! dengan confidentnya.&lt;br /&gt;dalam kes lari buta tu, kebanyakan budak laki nak menang jadi diorang lari terus tanpa pedulikan budak pompuan yang lead. zikrullah nie lari tak brek, terus melanggar dinding dewan. dinding tu daripada zink. memang kuat gila bunyi. semua terkejut. dia terbaring dalam 5 minit. senyap. semua cuak. pastu dia bangun sambil ketawa2 dan berkata, adoi sakitnya!&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu ok balik, sengih2, main permainan lain, dan sebelum jamuan persembahkan nasyid lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ec8ce2f10b5b90c5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec8ce2f10b5b90c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331861094%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D453B9B5D56CE850228950914EA2B025CB4B539C1.828F63889936BE2C56F82C2B737244ADB7ACBC84%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec8ce2f10b5b90c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGY4P-DBQ5JOfzFUflOh14bT177Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec8ce2f10b5b90c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331861094%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D453B9B5D56CE850228950914EA2B025CB4B539C1.828F63889936BE2C56F82C2B737244ADB7ACBC84%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec8ce2f10b5b90c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGY4P-DBQ5JOfzFUflOh14bT177Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*zikrullah adalah lead singer sebelah kiri. baju belang2. selamat berkenalan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan aku dengan sukacitanya memberi idea kepada budak2&amp;nbsp; untuk buat dance performance. sebenarnya ustaz tu yang suruh. hahaha. siap dia assisted aku ajar lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. WE DID HAVE LOADS OF FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-365040914201530711?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/365040914201530711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/11/101110-sukan-aneka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/365040914201530711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/365040914201530711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/11/101110-sukan-aneka.html' title='101110 - sukan aneka'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/TNqGYTJCvvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_IySTXmokZ0/s72-c/DSCN3918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2347654442043415163</id><published>2010-10-17T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T05:11:31.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>171010-bus ride</title><content type='html'>tiap hari aku g skolah naik public transport iaitu bas atau sebenarnya bukan bas tetapi van. yang di sini dipanggil bas kecik atau van-van. tambang mahal 20 sen dari bas besar (biasa) tapi sampai awal ke destinasinya sebab purata laju bas adalah 80km/j (tak termasuk jalan ke batu putih iaitu jalan ke sekolah ku kerana di situ bus driver akan bawak laju sbb tak banyak kenderaan kecuali pada hari jumaat sebab hari jumaat kurang orang jadi dia bawak lambat-lambat sambil mencari orang untuk naik bas dan kerana laju maka banyaklah anjing-anjing yang mati accident dan aku pernah terlanggar anjing besar dan anjing tu terus mati, well bukan aku yang langgar tapi bas yang kunaiki itu). wah 91 perkataan dalam satu ayat! record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berbadan agak kecil memudahkan aku insert diri dalam bas. secara jujur aku rasa perkhidmatan bas di sini lebih cekap dari semenanjung. at least better dari perlis. masa maksimum aku tunggu bas di sini ialah 10 minit. selalunya 2 minit cenggitu akan ada bas sudah. jadi penumpang di sini agak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kerek&lt;/span&gt; la dan boleh pilih bas mana yang diorang akan naik walaupun destinasinya sama sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun begitu, aku rasa baru 3 kali kot dalam masa 2 tahun menjadi penumpang setia bas di sandakan aku terpaksa berdiri dalam bas. itu bas besar la. kalau van, semua penumpang duduk. sebab bas banyak, jadi tempat duduk selalu ada. aku ingat lagi awal tahun nie, aku di stesen bas bandar mau pulang ke rumah. conductor bas nie dok suruh aku naik bas dia. aku banyak pilihan bas sebab rumahku di tengah-tengah jalan antara bandar ke tempat lain. aku tengok banyak betul orang dalam bas jadi aku pun tanya, 'ada tempat ke?' dia kata ada. aku jawab 'macam tak ada je..' sekali dia bala, 'kalau kau kena berdiri, kau nda paya bayar.' sambil tersengih aku naik, dok wish juga kena berdiri. hehe. ada la pulak tempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak kisah sebenarnya aku dengan bas di sandakan nie. ada kisah pakcik koboi (pakcik driver yang tua sikit dari bapaku pakai topi koboi bawak bas) yang suka pasang lagu dangdut sedih dalam bas dan poco-poco dan kelajuan dia bawak bas bergantung kepada kelajuan beat lagu. pakcik driver akan tunggu penumpang yang 300m jauhnya dari jalan, berjalan lenggang mak limah ke bas alih2 bila sampai kat bas dia kata tak mau naik. bas akan berhenti exactly di tempat yang nak dituju walaupun tempat tu sebenarnya hanya sekangkang kera dengan tempat perhentian sebelumnya. macam-macam lagila. ada jugak aku dengar kes, ada orang kena raba dalam bas, tapi alhamdulillah pengalaman ku setakat nie semuanya baik-baik belaka. sampai aku pun kadang-kadang merasakan diri sangatla tidak baik kalau nak dibandingkan dengan orang sabah nie. walaupun bahasa di sini agak kasar. contohnya, conductor bas akan jerit, 'makcik, sini kau!' (dengan harapan makcik tu nak naik bas dia). dan makcik tu pun naik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang pun banyak tanya kenapa aku tak beli kereta. aku pun pikir, watpe aku nak beli kereta kalau jalan dari rumah ke tempat tunggu bas adalah seminit. tunggu bas 2 minit. pakcik bas kenal aku, aku tak payah tahan bas atau picit loceng untuk turun. belum sempat aku lintas jalan, sudah pakcik tu tunngu aku di seberang jalan untuk naik bas dia. jadi nak watpe kereta? tapi, kalau sakit susah sikit la. itupun, berapa kali sahaja setahun.&lt;br /&gt;kedekut ke? tak de la. praktikal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2347654442043415163?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2347654442043415163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/10/171010-bus-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2347654442043415163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2347654442043415163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/10/171010-bus-ride.html' title='171010-bus ride'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-406049204998549735</id><published>2010-10-16T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T04:44:22.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>161010 -housemate</title><content type='html'>sedikit tentang teacher yang dulu suka pakai heels pegi sekolah tai sekarang suka flats sebab selesa dan rasa cam comel sikit, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm staying with 2 indian housemates. one was my coursemate. ya, yang 6 tahun tu. satu kelas dari 2002 sampai 2008. jadi kalau bosan2 seronok la bergosip cita2 lama. bila cekgu2 di sekolah tanya aku dok ngn sapa, diorang tatau nak wat muka tekejut ke apa sebab housemates aku indians. kan banyak cita/sitkom di malaysia yang tunjuk masyarakat majmuk dok serumah? takde la masalah besar pun. aku semayang macam biasa. baca quran. posa. diorang lebih respect aku daripada sesetengah muslims lain. siap kalau mau kuar lepak soalan pertama yang diorang tanya aku ialah, 'semayang pukul berapa yanti?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang paling best kalau time posa tapi takleh posa. hehe. housemate ku la yang menapau fast food. pernah sekali (posa tahun ni la) aku dgn sorang housemate nie g giant. aktiviti hujung minggu. sebab pening dok umah tatau nak watpe, jadi terus la amikbas g giant. 80 sen je tambang sorang. sampai di sana teringinnya aku mau makan pizza. tahu sajala kalau peod tu kalau kepingin makan, kurang sikit la tahap dia dari org mengidam. tapi lebih kurang la. terpaksa la housemate ku yang g masuk order dan aku tunggu d kedai cd. otw balik pun dia yang bawak. hehehe. i love my housemate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-406049204998549735?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/406049204998549735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/10/161010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/406049204998549735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/406049204998549735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/10/161010.html' title='161010 -housemate'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8126958367529879127</id><published>2010-08-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T09:02:57.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>280810</title><content type='html'>shut up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terasa mau jerit camtu pada sesape yang buka atau humming lagu raya.&lt;br /&gt;dok di perantauan ni memang sensitip dengar lagu raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the kids, 'kenapa teacher mau balik semenanjung? siapa mau ajar BI kelas tambahan kami?'&lt;br /&gt;aku, 'cikgu xxx kan ada.'&lt;br /&gt;budak, 'TAK MAU!!!'&lt;br /&gt;aku, 'oi! saya nak balik raya la! bukannya saya tak datang sini terus. lepas upsr ada juga saya tu.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8126958367529879127?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8126958367529879127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/08/280810.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8126958367529879127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8126958367529879127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/08/280810.html' title='280810'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-3828131166136771185</id><published>2010-08-20T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:54:29.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21082010</title><content type='html'>emy's bday today. miss her. much. and the other g squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasanya ada yg tak kena dgn kawan aku yang sorang nie. fb nya tiba2 diactivate. blog nya di-private. running away from someone/something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak syoq pulak. mcm tak lengkap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, another two more weeks and i'd be entertained by, Selamat datang ke penerbangan boeing 737 mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the number correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-3828131166136771185?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3828131166136771185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/08/21082010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3828131166136771185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3828131166136771185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/08/21082010.html' title='21082010'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8195388173543855827</id><published>2010-06-27T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T06:43:19.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>270610</title><content type='html'>sometimes those who are closest to us are the ones that fail to see and understand the actual 'we'.&lt;br /&gt;macam orang tanya kita la, di tempat anda apa yang best? jenjalan mana best? maka jawabnya, kat sini takder yang best pon. besa2 saja. sebab kita selalu ambil mudah dan terlepas pandang pekara yang selalu dekat atau yang kita ada. ask me what's best in sandakan, and i'd say, 'dalam satu hari round sandakan pon habis dah..'. but, try ask penang, one whole day is not enough for me to tell. (i just love penang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sama juga dengan manusia. bila dah kehilangan baru nak pikir kebaikan sesuatu/seseorang tu. nak buat apa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8195388173543855827?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8195388173543855827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/270610.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8195388173543855827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8195388173543855827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/270610.html' title='270610'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4638891856459840215</id><published>2010-06-11T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:41:09.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>120610</title><content type='html'>hey, it's not that i hate cats. just not fond of it. however, sudah terlanjur 24 jam hidup bersama kucing makes me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt; them (i still think HATE is not the word). imagine, you live with them not stay ya because they carry out different meaning. but for those who are crazy about cats, even the cat's poo still smell nice. that's out of topic. even the moment i'm writing this, there is a cat licking its fur next to my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot. seeing the cat sitting on the same table while you are having breakfast, lunch and dinner waiting for you to feed it/them. wandering at your feet, sleeping next to you while you are watching your favourite movie on your beautiful-and-new-jati couch-but-with-lots-of-cats' fur-on-it. and the fur(s) [if i could add an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;to it!] on your shirt, your pants, your jeans, your tudung and you are full of cats' fur when you are lepak-ing with your buddies. and your bras and panties too because you wash them together with those shirts.&lt;br /&gt;and the cats spray like, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4638891856459840215?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4638891856459840215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/120610.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4638891856459840215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4638891856459840215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/120610.html' title='120610'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2570828730113811656</id><published>2010-05-14T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:25:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>140510</title><content type='html'>annoying annoying anoying!&lt;br /&gt;two things annoy me right now, this moment, this particular second are; lazy students and people who always promise but never keep. for today-lah. other days, the list will go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;budak malas really piss me off. ingat aku nie tukang suap ilmu ke apa? kalau disuap pun tak ditelan what's the use? every single word meaning nak ditanya. i usually say, 'what the dictionary man says?' and they would smile and open the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;and lazy to think! my god, why on earth God gives them brain for? usually, i'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sekeh&lt;/span&gt; them with a very thin workbook, in a hope it'd get their brain function well.&lt;br /&gt;those who promise but never keep, you are a SNAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*urgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2570828730113811656?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2570828730113811656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/140510.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2570828730113811656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2570828730113811656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/140510.html' title='140510'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6722749235326781134</id><published>2010-05-13T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T05:20:46.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13052010</title><content type='html'>hari nie tak sakit/penat seperti besa sbb ada taklimat dari jam 9-10.30 saja. jd tak pegi la sekolah pastu. lepak ngn CM di Old Town pekena nasi lemak dia memang best. kelmarin punya la aku teringin nak mkn nasi lemak old town tp sbb bas tak berenti depan old town aku pon bertukar menu ke kfc. apa2 fast food pun sentiasa berjaya menaikkan mood positif aku. esp kenny rogers.. adus terliur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait  to go to school tomorrow utk menyetelkan hal kelmarin. tak puas ati lagi. next week aku akan wat meeting dah kerahkan semua guru BI to submit their question papers before the exam. mentang2 aku ni muda, cikgu baru, main dgn aku. selama ni aku relax saja, observe diorang pun tak pernah, siap la pasnie. aku nak komen diorang punya pronunciation yg hampeh juga. terutama makcik yg bawa budak masuk bilik ict masa aku ada kelmarin tu. boleh ka dia sebut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt; tu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cushion&lt;/span&gt;? bodo ka apa? memang aku sgt marah to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam2 dok tak abih yg kelmarin ni, personal matters arises. too personal until cannot be described. how i miss the time with teyl freinds, yg bila ada sesapa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiwa kacau &lt;/span&gt;terus bawa g jalan2 dan gelak byk2. sekarang bak jalan2 ngn sapa? housemate pon dok alami krisis anak dara lanjut usia. sat2 ok, sat tak ok. aku pon dah maleh melayan. aku ya kan saja, apa yg dia kata dan buat dek dgn semua perkara. malas nak peningkan kepala aku lagi yg sudah sedia pening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*teringat dulu p tgk movie Hulk ramai2 dan Aizu belanja dgn saki baki duit yg dia ada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-6722749235326781134?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6722749235326781134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/13052010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6722749235326781134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6722749235326781134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/13052010.html' title='13052010'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8242560723222603243</id><published>2010-05-12T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T01:57:28.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12052010</title><content type='html'>lama dah tak tulis. cb(bz) sangat. baru2 ni berkecimpung dalam bidang perniagaan pulak. saja la. dah terlanjur dok sini, carila peluang. nnt dah balik kg tak boleh dah, sebab ada husband. i mean tak boleh la active sgt dgn activity luaran nie. (eh, ye ke? tp nnt busan la pulak dak kalau asyik di dalam rumah jaa..) entahlah,balik dan lihat sajala. duduk jauh dari keluarga nie memang sedih, tp ada masa seronok. hehe, itu kena cerita time lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni memang hari yg paling hampagas bin kambing biri-biri dalam kerjaya aku. aku dah terlampau penat minggu nie, dan aku juga terlupa nak set soalan exam kh. nak exam macam mana?exam hari isnin nie mula. PK sekolah suruh cikgu tahun 6 semua ajar subjek teras. lepas UPSr baru ajar elektif. tup tup nak suruh adakan exam pulak masa pertengahan tahun nie. tak ke ngok? PSV takpe la, suh melukis je la.tak pueh ati botoi den! jadi aku pun surf internet, ada la soalan KH tahun 6 tapi tajuk yg dia cover adalah jahitan, perniagaan dan perkebunan (ye la kot tajuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kebun&lt;/span&gt; tu). padahal tajuk first adalah teknologi dan rekacipta. takkan la aku nak suh budak cover 3 tajuk tu kot sdgkan aku tak penah ajar apa2? jd aku pun decide nak guuna soalan thn lepas sbb soalan thn lepas cover satu tajuk nie saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm biasa aku misplaced soalan tu tak tau pi mana.aku pun minta dari cikgu yg wat soalan tu tahun lepas merangkap bff aku di sekolah tu la. aku bgtau dia aku guna soalan dia, dan dgn selambanya dia kata, 'pape ko jawab sendiri ya?' apakah maknanya itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah aku tensi sedikit, aku pun pi berehat di tempat yg paling best di sekolah aku iaitu bilik Ict sbb bilik tu saja yg ada aircond. aku pun bgtau guru bestari bahawa aku nak guna bilik tu dari jam 1-2ptg sbb ada kelas tambahan.dia kata ok. sekali masa tgh aku wat kelas tambahan, ada makcik nie dtg. dan cikgu bestari tu dtg tanya aku, jam berapa habis. kenapa pulak? dia kata makcik tu nak guna. #%^$#^. tunggu la. aku yg datang dulu. lgpun dalam jadual penggunaan takde kelas dia, dan ikutnya aku la yg book dulu dari cikgu tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentang2 la cikgu bestari tu makcik dia terus dia suruh anak murid yg darjah 1 tu masuk!!! %$&amp;amp;)*^%^^^%$!!!!!!!geram gila aku. aku memang nak sound cikgu bestari tu sbb izinkan makcik tu wat mcm tu, tp masa tu dia tgh pening sbb darah dia naik. kesian pulak aku..&lt;br /&gt;(tengok? aku kesian kat org? org buat perangai huduh dari ba**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pun bawa abak murid aku ke dewan, siapkan keja dan main language game sebelum pulang. seriously aku benci jadi baik!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8242560723222603243?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8242560723222603243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/12052010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8242560723222603243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8242560723222603243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/12052010.html' title='12052010'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4847561274718697784</id><published>2010-04-05T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:36:47.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are teachers</title><content type='html'>sengaja ba aku, otw mau pulang, cekgu ini sudi menumpangkan aku ke kedai tapau. mngkin dia sudah bosan drive sorang2. dan ini adalah kali kedua dia ajak aku naik kete dia. rezeki jgn ditolak. sep rm1.2o aku.&lt;br /&gt;dia s/u aku/ s/u panitia. dia ada anak, ada cucu tp org nya takde la nampak tua. gb aku baru beberapa bulan kematian isteri jd cekgu2 sekolah pon mula menggosipkan dia dgn gb sebab diorang sama agama. aku cuma sengih saja. kdg2 syoq juga tumpang sekaki/ lawak pulak tgk org baya2 tu mengorat. cekgu ni pon dah lama bercerai dgn suami dia. ada juga aku dengar dia ada boifren di bandar lain. ntahla.&lt;br /&gt;aku pun menanya, anak berapa, anak dok mana, saja pemecah sunyi.&lt;br /&gt;'anak yg sulung umur 29 suda'&lt;br /&gt;eh, aku lagi muda la dari anak dia. 'anak yg kedua?' 27 katanya.&lt;br /&gt;terus aku kata, 'la, kalau mcm tu saya tak boleh panggil kakak la, kena panggil auntie!'&lt;br /&gt;apa la punya mulut. laju ja aku cakap. kesian dia. mungkin dia pon termalu sbb aku ni lg muda dr anak dia pastu kantoi dia ngorat gb.&lt;br /&gt;haha. aku pin cover balik, 'eh, tak boleh. kena panggil kakak juga sbb keje sesama'&lt;br /&gt;dia senyum saja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4847561274718697784?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4847561274718697784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-teachers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4847561274718697784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4847561274718697784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-teachers.html' title='we are teachers'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8253229350981904948</id><published>2010-03-25T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T05:55:13.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher says, pupils follow</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i carried out oral test for 6c. and due to the period had ended and i still needed to finish up with these two boys, i called them to the class next door (the children of that class went to take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wudhu'&lt;/span&gt; for their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agama&lt;/span&gt; class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as they could barely write and read in Malay, even more English i gave this first boy a pencil. and asked him to draw. (yes, they only copy excercises in my class and this first boy always does not bring his excercise book).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked him to draw a boy. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak tau&lt;/span&gt;, teacher', he simply replied. 'A boy', and i pointed at him. the other friends next to him told him to draw a boy (in Malay). so he drew.&lt;br /&gt;and asked him to also draw a girl, and a teacher. he drew, with the help of his friends translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pointed to the teacher that he drew. 'Who is this? This is a..' i waited for him to finish up my sentence. he did not. his friends said, teacher. and he repeated. i pointed to the girl and the same thing happened. lastly, i pointed at the boy, with the same question. the friends said, 'Kita diam wei, biar dia sebut!' silence. 'Who is this?' i asked again. i waited for the word boy to come out from his mouth. silence. i got irritated. 'Who is this? a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pondan&lt;/span&gt;?' i said, synically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said, 'A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pondan&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;we burst out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8253229350981904948?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8253229350981904948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/teacher-says-pupils-follow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8253229350981904948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8253229350981904948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/teacher-says-pupils-follow.html' title='teacher says, pupils follow'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7531931425080818615</id><published>2010-03-24T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T05:24:52.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yang terbaik untuk diriku</title><content type='html'>sebagai seorang murid dan pelajar, aku sangat tidak suka (if i use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; it would sound very mean) kepada guru-guru yang emo dan selalu naik angin pada pelajar. bukan juga aku suka pada guru yang terlalu menurut pelajar kerana aku akan jadi malas pada pelajaran yg diajar oleh guru2 yang terlalu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;easy on the students&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;jadi bila aku jadi cekgu, aku jadi guru yang tegas tapi friendly. budak2 akan terus diam bila aku tinggikan suara ataupun aku pegi pada diorang. pengajaran berfokus dan ada masanya bila aku bagitau budak, 'today we will do activities' they would go Yeay! because this means, singing, games, quiz etc. i have to do this because of two reasons; 1) i want them to love english and 2) i want to hear them laugh and laugh with them&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila budak2 naik tocang, dan menoda kesabaran aku sebagai seorang guru, aku selalu wish dan bertekad untuk menjadi seperti guru yang mereka takuti agar mereka duduk dgn tenang dan menulis di meja masing2. guru yang mengherdik sehingga aku sendiri pon takut. dan beberapa kali juga aku cuba memarahi budak mengikut cara itu. perkataan-perkataan itu tak keluar. tak dapat keluar.&lt;br /&gt;biarla guru2 lain menjeling ataupun datang ke kelas aku utk marah budak bising semasa aku dalam kelas sebab ingat takdak cekgu (kemudian patah balik bila nampak aku ada) sebab aku tau apa aku buat, dan apa yg aku nak.&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma mau yang terbaik untuk budak2 tu. kalaulah diorang dan MAK BAPAK diorang boleh paham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-7531931425080818615?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7531931425080818615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/yang-terbaik-untuk-diriku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>budak nie walaupun year 6 tapi pendek. pendek tapi tersangatla nakal. suka potong pemadam dalam kelas, tapi sangat responsive dalam kelas.&lt;br /&gt;satu hari budak2 kena salin latihan dari papan putih utk dibuat dalam buku. kebetulan kawan depannyasedikit tinggi. disebabkan budak tinggi ini siap sudah, jadi dia pon tak berhenti bergerak. budak kecik ni pula berlumus tungkus menyalin. salin pon belom siap apatah lagi jawab soalan.&lt;br /&gt;dan dia kena cepat sebab, kalau tak siap lambat la keluar rehat.. punyala dia geram kat budak tinggi tu seraya berkata dengan suara yang nyaring,&lt;br /&gt;'tepila sikit kepala tu bodoh!'&lt;br /&gt;terus aku me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reply&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;'eh, jgn cakap bodoh dalam kelas saya. sebut pandai. saya tak nak lagi dengar perkataan tu.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minit selepas itu,&lt;br /&gt;'tepila kepala kau tu PANDAI!'&lt;br /&gt;aku terus pandang budak tu.&lt;br /&gt;'macam tu kan teacher? tak boleh cakap bodoh kan?'&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-3580835789961704352?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3580835789961704352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/01/macam-tu-kan-teacher.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3580835789961704352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3580835789961704352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/01/macam-tu-kan-teacher.html' title='macam tu kan teacher?'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6281138242762070707</id><published>2010-01-26T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T05:47:05.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pening</title><content type='html'>hari ni sangat la penat..mungkin beban2 kerja yang sebelom ini terkumpul dan penatnya terasa sangat hari ini. jadi takde mood nak marah udak yang saja2 tak bawa buku sebab nak attention dari cekgu, budak yang masa aku bagi penerangan dia dok angkat kerusi letas atas meja, budak yang dok jerit 'teacher, teacher! buku apa?' walaupun selepas aku bagitau 3 kali,&lt;br /&gt;kali pertama: Please use your english 2, ya?&lt;br /&gt;kali kedua: (mengulang instruction dalam Bm) Guna buku english 2&lt;br /&gt;kali ketiga: Saya kata English 2 bukan english 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk kelas C, dan aku minta budak tulis jawapan dioarng di papan putih untuk perbincangan kelas.&lt;br /&gt;'teacher, saya tak paham dia tulis apa!'&lt;br /&gt;'takpe2, nanti saya tulis balik. saya tau tulisan saya cantik'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak tu sengih2 je. aku sengih balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kenapa aku cakap macam tu??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-6281138242762070707?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6281138242762070707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/01/pening.html#comment-form' 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type='html'>&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;friends wrote these as their status in Facebook~interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like squeezing several Year One students today when she saw them crying, when they didn't know where to sit~Adorable! -sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;teacher-"okay. from this information, you will do short ESSAY. you know what is ESSAY?" student- "i know teacher. AC mizal. AC di sini. sempoi......" - chacha&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;D kelas sblah aku t.dngar~ guru: apa living things? Pupils: bnda hdup. Guru: apa non living things? Pupils: bnda mati -zetty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;had a good laugh AGAIN in class for the beginning of the year. I teach the kids to say, "Sir, I finish already" if they are done with their work and what I am getting now is, "Sir, I 'pinis' already". I wonder if they know the meaning.. :p&lt;/span&gt; -matno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher:apa azam kamu tahun nie?&lt;br /&gt;murid: teacher, azam tu apa?&lt;br /&gt;teacher: azam..kamu tak tahu azam? azam tu nama kawan kamu tu ha..&lt;br /&gt;-jegaka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-49933953732242408?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/49933953732242408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/01/nu-years-stories.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/49933953732242408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/49933953732242408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2010/01/nu-years-stories.html' title='nu year&apos;s stories'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2042411592998691258</id><published>2009-11-24T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:41:36.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah kesayanganku (?)</title><content type='html'>budak2 sekolah dikehendaki mengisi borang Sistem Maklumat Murid untuk data sekolah. ada seorang budak ni, lambat hantar borang jadi dia pun dgn cuaknya bawak borang tersebut bertemu guru kelasnya. and it happened i was there, next to the class teacher.&lt;br /&gt;murid: &lt;em&gt;cigu, nie&lt;/em&gt; (sambil menyerahkan borang tersebut)&lt;br /&gt;guru: (mengambil seraya menyemak borang tersebut~guru terhenti sejenak di bahagian bilangan ahli keluarga)&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;em&gt;adik beradik kamu 10 orang?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murid: (mengangguk)&lt;br /&gt;guru: &lt;em&gt;ni nombor kad pengenalan bapa kamu kenapa tak isi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(murid hanya memandang)&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;em&gt;bapa kamu ada ic ka? mykad? ke kad pengenalan sementara?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murid: (mengangkat bahu)&lt;br /&gt;guru: &lt;em&gt;apa pulak tak tahu? tanya la bapa kamu. bapa kamu ada di rumah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murid: &lt;em&gt;tiada cigu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guru: &lt;em&gt;bapa kamu pegi mana?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murid: &lt;em&gt;dia di rumah bininya&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;guru: &lt;em&gt;hah? mamak kamu bukan bininya ka?&lt;/em&gt; (sambil guru tersenyum kerana memikirkan murid tak paham maksud &lt;strong&gt;bini&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;murid: &lt;em&gt;dia di rumah bininya yang satu lagi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guru: &lt;em&gt;bapa kamu kawen berapa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murid:&lt;em&gt;2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*10 adik beradik itu hanya dengan isteri pertama (ibu murid tersebut). ada lagi adik beradik dgn isteri kedua yang taktau berapa orang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2042411592998691258?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2042411592998691258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/kisah-kesayanganku.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2042411592998691258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2042411592998691258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/kisah-kesayanganku.html' title='kisah kesayanganku (?)'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4940364857755400215</id><published>2009-10-28T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T04:05:33.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiche,tak paham!!</title><content type='html'>'Tiche, tak paham!" that was the naughty pupils would shout when i use English in class.&lt;br /&gt;So i stared at them~motionless.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, like it meant anything to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dont use English in classroom, when the hell are they going to listen to English?&lt;br /&gt;Good thing some of them love to imitate me, "Class, please get in line" or "Quiet, please", then there'd be an echo, "Eh, quiet please!!' Sort of teacher's assistant. And they love to assist the teacher in class. To feel and act as the authority in class ~ &lt;em&gt;hey, teacher chose me, so listen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i would have to repeat the instructions over and over again but it all paid off when they replied in English.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, can somebody tell me what we already learned yesterday?"- English class replacement (Who else better to replace Englishh class other than the English Head Panel herself?) Ceh!&lt;br /&gt;"Me!" "Verbs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That itself is reawarding enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4940364857755400215?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4940364857755400215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/tichetak-paham.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4940364857755400215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4940364857755400215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/tichetak-paham.html' title='tiche,tak paham!!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6376778160492071827</id><published>2009-10-23T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:32:45.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kesunyian ini</title><content type='html'>kesunyian ini memelukku&lt;br /&gt;membiarkan bayangku termangu&lt;br /&gt;kaku&lt;br /&gt;sedikit tidak mengguris hati&lt;br /&gt;malah selesa&lt;br /&gt;memberi ruang aku menikmati&lt;br /&gt;ketika ini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-6376778160492071827?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6376778160492071827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/kesunyian-ini.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6376778160492071827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6376778160492071827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/kesunyian-ini.html' title='kesunyian ini'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1400267411213762120</id><published>2009-10-23T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:27:36.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hidup atas jasa siapa</title><content type='html'>sinar itu bukan milikmu&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kau lupa hanya pinjaman&lt;br /&gt;semata&lt;br /&gt;terlalu agung&lt;br /&gt;kau katakan&lt;br /&gt;kau terpilih&lt;br /&gt;aku paham&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak cemburu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidup atas jasa siapa&lt;br /&gt;biar melekat di kepala&lt;br /&gt;sekali kau telan diri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;tenggelam&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak dapat bantu&lt;br /&gt;hanya kau&lt;br /&gt;yang dapat merubah&lt;br /&gt;perjalanan yang kau sendiri ciptakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantik bukan hanya di mata&lt;br /&gt;mesti sentiasa mekar di hati&lt;br /&gt;agar maksudnya&lt;br /&gt;sentiasa kekal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1400267411213762120?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1400267411213762120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/hidup-atas-jasa-siapa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1400267411213762120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1400267411213762120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/hidup-atas-jasa-siapa.html' title='hidup atas jasa siapa'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-5933856681072627868</id><published>2009-10-18T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T07:47:57.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bulan pun tidak mahu temani aku</title><content type='html'>cemburumu awan&lt;br /&gt;meninggalkan aku seorang&lt;br /&gt;termenung memandang ke luar&lt;br /&gt;sejuk&lt;br /&gt;kosong&lt;br /&gt;menunggu datangnya bulan&lt;br /&gt;walaupun hanya sinarnya&lt;br /&gt;menyapa&lt;br /&gt;sudah tidak apa&lt;br /&gt;apa silapku&lt;br /&gt;diseksa sebegini&lt;br /&gt;bintang juga membisu&lt;br /&gt;selalu tersenyum kini tiada&lt;br /&gt;di sini&lt;br /&gt;hujan penghalangku&lt;br /&gt;pergilah segera&lt;br /&gt;kejamnya kamu&lt;br /&gt;membiarkan aku&lt;br /&gt;hanya dengan aku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-5933856681072627868?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5933856681072627868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/bulan-pun-tidak-mahu-temani-aku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5933856681072627868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5933856681072627868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/bulan-pun-tidak-mahu-temani-aku.html' title='bulan pun tidak mahu temani aku'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8831313580031408910</id><published>2009-09-24T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:11:32.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>process sucks</title><content type='html'>betul kata dr.asri, berzina lebih senang dari menikah.&lt;br /&gt;berapa banyak borang kena isi? kena bayar utk borang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;berulang2 kali g pejabat agama.&lt;br /&gt;pejabat agama lak admin dia lain dengan negeri yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;kalo berzina tak yah bayar pon.&lt;br /&gt;buleh jer parking kete tepi jalan!&lt;br /&gt;bukan perkara baik kena disenangkan ke?&lt;br /&gt;islam tak pernah nak nyusahkan umatnya.&lt;br /&gt;a'sal benda2 nie bodoh sangat?&lt;br /&gt;kalo g kahwin kat siam, kena bayar denda Rm1000 jer sorang.&lt;br /&gt;senang lagi kot.&lt;br /&gt;takyah kenduri, tak yah nyusahkan sesape, tak nyusahkan diri sendiri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8831313580031408910?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8831313580031408910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/process-sucks.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8831313580031408910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8831313580031408910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/process-sucks.html' title='process sucks'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-3715339896970587349</id><published>2009-09-10T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:10:37.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just can't help it</title><content type='html'>ciri-ciri orang yang menjengkelkan aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;suka bercakap merapu dan takder faedah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;menyibuk dan banyak bertanya, 'kenapa nak peg kedai? nak beli apa sana? kenapa nak tengok starworld? ada rancangan apa? sejak bila yanti pakai cream tu, tak tau pon?' -ikut suka aku la!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tak boleh org lain lebih dari dia, bila org cerita pape dia pon mula bukak cerita dia, dia la paling best kat dunia ni, belom lagi org habis cerita..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mula2 buat baik dgn aku pastu lama2 buat bodo -ceh!baik bodo dari awal jadi tak de la aku mengharap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kalo call mesti 3-4-5-6-7-8 kali. kalo org dah tak angkat tu maknanya org bz la..tido ke..dalam tandas ke..meeting ke.. dua kali udah la. nnt aku return la call tu kalo penting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pengotor, kalo masak tinggal periuk belanga tak basuh kalo berbasuh pon penuh sisa makanan dalam sink. tu sapa nak bersihkan? tikus?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;suka dok tayang bulu ketiak kat org. eeeeuuww!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-3715339896970587349?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3715339896970587349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-cant-help-it.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3715339896970587349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3715339896970587349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-cant-help-it.html' title='just can&apos;t help it'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2092540267701639677</id><published>2009-09-05T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T09:10:44.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the impossibility</title><content type='html'>o god&lt;br /&gt;the most gracious the creator of the whole universe&lt;br /&gt;can i ask for the magic clock&lt;br /&gt;so that i could turn the time&lt;br /&gt;to change what i desires&lt;br /&gt;(with your bless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that i won't have this skin&lt;br /&gt;so that i won't be here&lt;br /&gt;crying in the dark cuddling my pink pillow&lt;br /&gt;staring at my blog&lt;br /&gt;motionless - idealess - still&lt;br /&gt;at 12 midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be in the arms that i love&lt;br /&gt;or the place i wish&lt;br /&gt;or wearing the dress i fancy&lt;br /&gt;with sweet grin&lt;br /&gt;and high heels&lt;br /&gt;and anna sui on my left&lt;br /&gt;and a best friend on my right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would it be better?&lt;br /&gt;or should i just wish to wake up the next morning as someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2092540267701639677?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2092540267701639677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/impossibility.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2092540267701639677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2092540267701639677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/impossibility.html' title='the impossibility'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1598695179868446955</id><published>2009-09-05T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T04:15:52.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...?</title><content type='html'>ada 4 orang budak kelas aku tak dapat teruskan belajar ke tingkatan 1. kerana ibu/bapa mereka tiada mykad. sedih aku. tak pernah terfikir ada kes macam nie di semenanjung. at least, aku tak pernah jumpa (lagi) sampaila aku di sini.&lt;br /&gt;paling sedih, 4 orang budak tu adalah budak2 'penyejuk hati'- budak yang mendengar cakap, dan buat kerja yang disuruh cekgu. performance pun buleh tahan. what a waste tak dapat masuk tingkatan 1.&lt;br /&gt;sorang budak tu memang ayah dan mak nya tak tau pegi mana. ada sorang yang jaga dia. taktau la apa hubungan sebab bila aku tanya dia senyum saja. ntah. adala surat sumpah yang mengatakan ibu dan bapa dia tak tau di mana jadi pakcik nie yang jaga dia. dahla mak budak tu org indon. i bet dah balik indon maknye tu. habis anak tu?&lt;br /&gt;aku selalu take for granted dokumen2 sebab benda tu memang milik aku. memang betul kita takkan rasa kepentingan sesuatu tu hanya bila kita tak dapat atau kehilangan benda tu saja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1598695179868446955?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1598695179868446955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1598695179868446955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1598695179868446955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='...?'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4034871681719583301</id><published>2009-08-20T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:16:42.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my favourite teacher -by abdul hakim b lau (6B)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My favourite teacher is teacher Shahdayanti. Teacher Shahdayanti is very beautiful. She is hardworking. She is teaching English and Pendidikan Sivik Dan Kewarganegaraan. My friend and I understand what she have teach (&lt;em&gt;taught&lt;/em&gt;). Teacher Shahdayanti try to teach students to be clever and successful. Today we know how important teacher(&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;) are and we need (&lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;) in our lives. Without (&lt;em&gt;a)&lt;/em&gt; teacher, we will live in darkness. So, we must appreciate our teacher. And now, I will never forget the teacher who his (&lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt;) influenced my life. When she was teaching (&lt;em&gt;teaches&lt;/em&gt;) my class she always asked (&lt;em&gt;asks&lt;/em&gt;) us if we understood the lesson and gave (&lt;em&gt;gives&lt;/em&gt;) us good explanation. She was (&lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;) thin, every day she will look beautiful and smart. She had (&lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt;) fair skin and a sweet smile. Sometimes she laughed (&lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt;) or smiled (&lt;em&gt;smiles&lt;/em&gt;), she would look sweet. She was (&lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;) a caring teacher. I really love and like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4034871681719583301?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4034871681719583301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favourite-teacher-by-abdul-hakim-b.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4034871681719583301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4034871681719583301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favourite-teacher-by-abdul-hakim-b.html' title='my favourite teacher -by abdul hakim b lau (6B)'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-9214880256765584709</id><published>2009-08-18T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:08:16.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, my!</title><content type='html'>am teaching year 6. and class teacher for 6b. i treat all year 6 kids equally with other kids in school, year 5-1. i call the kids 'abang' or 'sayang', whatever word that coome out from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;this incident showed how wrong i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had extra class for english at 1pm today. the kids did many work (as instructed by me~they'll be facing UPSR in the next 3 weeks, so you bet a LOT of exercises are needed here). i would check their work when they had finished and after that they could go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one particular kid had finished his work early but refused to go home as he was waiting for his friend. so he was talking and smiling and pulling his beg in that class. suddenly i saw him sitting on the table. and i said to him, 'abang N, turun duduk bawah!' and he seemed shocked and then he..smiled.. and said.. 'abang..hehe..' and the other boys were smiling too and they turned at me, 'hehe, teacher panggil N abang..' and they started teasing him, Abang N.. the boy wa so embarrassed that he blushed adn i could see clearly his blood colour.. i puzzled, what is happening here? 'kenapa?' i asked the pupils. 'kenapa kalau saya panggil dia abang?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other boys smiled..and laughed at N.. i just smiled with lits of questions in the head, 'oh my, what on earth are they thinking? why he is so embarrased? and a little excited?' i realized these pupils are not kids, they are grown up kids. and i THINK i should not address them like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N walked around the class and last thing i saw he did was membetulkan his pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i don't want to know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-9214880256765584709?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/9214880256765584709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/9214880256765584709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/9214880256765584709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my.html' title='oh, my!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-3766623035592833013</id><published>2009-08-14T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T05:50:57.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish..</title><content type='html'>aku nak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kayuh basikal pada pukul 6 petang dengan await, malau, dan farhah dekat sawah padi sambil gelak tak henti2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;letak kepala atas riba mak sambil sembang pasal rancangan televisyen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tarik rambut adik tanpa sebab dan tengok dia buat dek jer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;diskusi di library dengan aisyah dan shema sambil wonder iwan dengan yazmil datang tak hari ni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;naik motor dengan shema pakai helmet besar yang selalu kena pegang kalo tak terlucut!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makan 4 pieces of chicken dan sky juice dengan emy, shema, dan hanic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keluar ke gurney dgn xbesfriend dan chair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jawab call abg amir pada pukul 3pagi dan sengih sebelum tidur balik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keluar tengok movie beramai2 dengan pah, mieza, shoba, matnor, yat, aizu,  dzull dll.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jalan dari maktab ke usm dengan fieza dan dijemput pulang oleh abang lan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makan ikan bakar di kuala perlis dengan fieza, darna, dan aizu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*not feeling so okay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-3766623035592833013?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3766623035592833013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-wish.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3766623035592833013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3766623035592833013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-wish.html' title='my wish..'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6863638434044684481</id><published>2009-08-06T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T06:02:17.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>upsr</title><content type='html'>shit la.&lt;br /&gt;tengok budak2 kat sekolah yang takder kesedaran diorang nak exam. boleh main2 lagi  saat genting nie, dahla trial takder sorang pon dapat A. sebenarnya aku memang tak expect A jadi aku berani janji sapa dapat A aku belanja KFC. memang diorang suka KFC sebab biasala budak2 kampung. tapi sekarang selepas 8 bulan drill, ada peningkatan pada jawapn mereka. jadi aku pon mula berharap.tak kesahla pasal KFC tu. kopak pun takpe.yang penting A. aku cakap kat budak2 tu,'saya tak dengar B atau C, saya tak peduli kamu lulus atau tidak, saya hanya dengar bila saya tanya siapa dapat A, kamu jawab, SAYA teacher.' sound selfish but i dont care. bagi aku result Bi budak2 tu bukan perofrmance diorang tapi reputasi aku yang seolah2 dicabar pihak sekolah.memang aku dah rotan budak kerana tak skor sekurang-kurangnya 36/40 untuk Paper 1 sebab jelas terbukti diorang boleh jawab kedua-dua paper 1 and 2 kalau betul2 usaha. selama ini aku berlembut dan aku dah siap warning dalam sebulan nie, saya tak kira, kalau awak lalai memang awak kena.saya tak kira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku perlu dicop cekgu garang semata2 nak tolong budak sedar potensi sebenar diorang, aku tak apa.i'm so fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-6863638434044684481?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1195355663799440964</id><published>2009-06-17T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:46:13.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ola</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#0066cc;"&gt;lama sudah indak aku berblog ~ bz ba aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0066cc;"&gt;juga bertukar status suda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0066cc;"&gt;ada juga ba gambarnya di bawah ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0066cc;"&gt;saja mau tayang..heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAoM_s0oI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tIgR-n3HVHQ/s1600-h/DSCN1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348236354418168450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAoM_s0oI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tIgR-n3HVHQ/s320/DSCN1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAny4NKxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uFFppjGFNXo/s1600-h/DSCN1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348236347407411986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAny4NKxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uFFppjGFNXo/s320/DSCN1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAndi4rTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/k11nDwWWqa8/s1600-h/DSCN1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348236341680844082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAndi4rTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/k11nDwWWqa8/s320/DSCN1783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAnI93WwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_zShiq0xJm4/s1600-h/DSCN1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348236336156859138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAnI93WwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_zShiq0xJm4/s320/DSCN1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAmubkHfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4nlLRLowuV8/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348236329033670130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAmubkHfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4nlLRLowuV8/s320/DSC00786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1195355663799440964?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1195355663799440964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/06/ola.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1195355663799440964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1195355663799440964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/06/ola.html' title='ola'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SjjAoM_s0oI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tIgR-n3HVHQ/s72-c/DSCN1796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6458344107857875489</id><published>2009-05-19T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:01:41.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKsl6P2xRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Dn1BtccUWWo/s1600-h/DSCN0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337518275678356754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKsl6P2xRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Dn1BtccUWWo/s320/DSCN0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jalur gemilang painted on the gelanggara wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKr12LaB_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0GNg0XWgb5I/s1600-h/DSC07391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337517449952233458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKr12LaB_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0GNg0XWgb5I/s320/DSC07391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;roopi, eliesa, noor and unaizah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqaNDWabI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mYd-P51D0zA/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337515875544492466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqaNDWabI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mYd-P51D0zA/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sabahan teachers ~ ready to educate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqHbI3YRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWX8Mvc0PO0/s1600-h/DSCN0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337515552908206354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqHbI3YRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWX8Mvc0PO0/s320/DSCN0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reshma, hong wei, thulsy and me during kissm at MTC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqHLSIn9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4klfB5PHkk8/s1600-h/DSCN0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337515548652117970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqHLSIn9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4klfB5PHkk8/s320/DSCN0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the LPG of teyl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqG6_1_ZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VGY8T5mGt2c/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337515544280432018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKqG6_1_ZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VGY8T5mGt2c/s320/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;paying respect to the warriors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1malaysia is an idea promoted by our beloved PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as a teylian this idea is not an alien to me as we'd been together for 6 years and i am currently living with my two indian friends (happily..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7104844038393723404-6458344107857875489?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6458344107857875489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6458344107857875489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6458344107857875489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-malaysia.html' title='1 malaysia'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ShKsl6P2xRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Dn1BtccUWWo/s72-c/DSCN0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-6286075552070785595</id><published>2009-05-08T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:16:36.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baru punye~saya suka!</title><content type='html'>my housemate marah budak tusyen dia sebab tak siap keja tapi dok menyibok kat org lain yg tak siap keja~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"taik di bontot sendirik tak nampak dok pegi carik taik di bontot orang"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-6286075552070785595?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6286075552070785595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/baru-punyesaya-suka.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6286075552070785595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/6286075552070785595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/baru-punyesaya-suka.html' title='baru punye~saya suka!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8811567445719326837</id><published>2009-05-08T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:08:55.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dah jawab tag abg padlah</title><content type='html'>Kita tengok sapa yang Kena!&lt;br /&gt;1. State the date you have declared with your 1st couple--&lt;br /&gt;♥ 16 september 2002&lt;br /&gt;2. Adekah anda akan terus berhubung dengan your bf/gf jika anda sudah clash?--&lt;br /&gt;♥ tak rasanya&lt;br /&gt;3. Ape yang akan anda lakukan bile anda merindui bf/gf anda?--&lt;br /&gt;♥ call~kalo dia bz, layan blog/facebook~tido~kuar jalan2&lt;br /&gt;4. Adekah anda mempercayai bf/gf anda sratos pratos?--&lt;br /&gt;♥ mesti ada percentage kita simpan untuk diri kita~'jangan jadi bodoh sangat'=my mum said to me&lt;br /&gt;6. Adekah anda rase bf/gf anda seorang yang pandai memujuk--&lt;br /&gt;♥ haha~memang tidak sama sekali&lt;br /&gt;7. Ape reaksi anda dan ape yang anda lakukan apabile kredit bf/gf anda dihabiskan untuk orang len?--&lt;br /&gt;♥ ikut suka ati la~yg penting ingat kita~tu saja&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you going to do when your bestiest have a relationship wif your ex?--&lt;br /&gt;♥ hm..sakit ati sikit2 kot~macam takder org lain jer~tapi ikot suka ati dia la..&lt;br /&gt;9. Adekah anda akan menelefon bf/gf anda apabila dsuruh oleh bf/gf anda? --&lt;br /&gt;♥ ya&lt;br /&gt;10. Ape reaksi anda bile mendapat tahu bf/gf anda masih berhubung dengan ex mereka?--&lt;br /&gt;♥ straight away tanya~awat gatai sangat???&lt;br /&gt;11. nk tag :-&lt;br /&gt;sapa2 pun buleh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8811567445719326837?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8811567445719326837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/dah-jawab-tag-abg-padlah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8811567445719326837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8811567445719326837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/dah-jawab-tag-abg-padlah.html' title='dah jawab tag abg padlah'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2420212721241733466</id><published>2009-05-02T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:17:27.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aku ingin sekali menjadi halal bagimu&lt;br /&gt;untuk kau kesat air mataku&lt;br /&gt;cium dahiku&lt;br /&gt;dan meminjam bahumu ketika sedih&lt;br /&gt;dan memeluk aku&lt;br /&gt;memberi kedamaian dalam hati&lt;br /&gt;dan segala nikmat dunia&lt;br /&gt;dengan hanya satu pandangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030509 1214&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*untuk seorang &lt;strong&gt;lelaki &lt;/strong&gt;bergelar &lt;em&gt;suami&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2420212721241733466?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2420212721241733466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-ingin-sekali-menjadi-halal-bagimu.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2420212721241733466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2420212721241733466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-ingin-sekali-menjadi-halal-bagimu.html' title=''/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-5266638404353938254</id><published>2009-04-29T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T02:20:55.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surat cinta budak sekolah</title><content type='html'>aku pergi dan pulang dari sekolah menaiki bas. yang bestnyer aku tak payah pun tahan bas dan tekan loceng sebab pakcik bas dah kenai aku. kes ni pun berlaku dalam bas. semalam (28 april) dalam perjalanan pulang, aku naik bas dengan budak kelas aku (pompuan). cantik budaknya. nama fauziah.dalam kelas memang jarang cakap. banyak senyum saja. sebelum turun dia tetiba menghukurkan sesuatu kat aku. aku teragak2 nak amik tapi memandangkan dia anak murid aku, aku pun amikla..yela, yakkan dia nak bagi bom plak kat aku kan?&lt;br /&gt;aku dapat sampul surat yang berbalut plastik (nak bagi tahan air kot). dan bila aku buka surat tu nilah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; sebelum buka bacalah 'bismillah'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;selamat berkenalan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;daripada : fauziah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kepada: cikgu shahdayanti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assalammualaikum cewek....!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cikgu apa khabar,sihat juga ke,Harap cikgu sihat sejahtera. Cikgu, Tujuan saya menulis surat ini saya ingin menyampaikan pesanan daripada abang angkat saya. Dia ingin meminta nombor telefon, alamat rumah dan biodata cikgu, Harap cikgu ingin berkenalan sama abang angkat saya. Dia pernah melihat cikgu berapa kali. Tujuan Abang angkat saya meminta no fon,alamat rumah dan biodata untuk berkenalan sama cikgu sebagai kawan biasa saja. Abang angkat menyuruh saya menulis surat ini kerana ada sebabnya kenapa dia menyuruh saya menulis surat ini. Oh ya terlupa bagi tahu cikgu jangan salah sangka ya dan balas surat ini cikgu jangan lupa ya...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nombor telefon :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;alamat rumah :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biodata :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nama:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nama semaran:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tarikh lahir:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tempat lahir:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi. kegemaran :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma. kegemaran :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patung kesukaan :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lagu kesukaan :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orang dicintai :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moto diri :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan hari ni dia tak angkat muka langsung dalam kelas..malu ke apa tatau la..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s berani tol dia panggil aku cewek??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-5266638404353938254?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5266638404353938254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/surat-cinta-budak-sekolah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5266638404353938254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5266638404353938254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/surat-cinta-budak-sekolah.html' title='surat cinta budak sekolah'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4729490911589915719</id><published>2009-04-24T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:42:34.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeay!</title><content type='html'>jumpa satu lagi kedai kek ~7 heaven.&lt;br /&gt;tempatnya agak best.&lt;br /&gt;kek dia nampak menggoda. (siap ada kek durian lagi, which is i'd nver buy, tapi tu pon nampak memberangsangkan)&lt;br /&gt;dia punya worker bukan chinese, pure sabahan (hehe..comey2..)&lt;br /&gt;and dia punya chocolate cake rm5 jer. biar betol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s macam ada tempat favourite baru nih..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4729490911589915719?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4729490911589915719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeay.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4729490911589915719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4729490911589915719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeay.html' title='yeay!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-3646757042232367109</id><published>2009-04-24T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:06:19.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher mogana..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SfI2n0ooxcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0JuMsTA7b0o/s1600-h/DSCN0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328381366904604098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SfI2n0ooxcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0JuMsTA7b0o/s320/DSCN0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is mogana a.ka. my beloved housemate. yesterday she went to school wearing long black skirt and a black blouse. when she was teaching, suddenly a kid shouted, "Cikgu! dia kata cikgu menggoda!" - year 4&lt;br /&gt;then when she went into another class this bunch of boys were making so much of noise until she had no other word to say but, "cikgu harap kaum lelaki ni pupus la.."&lt;br /&gt;the boys then replied, "boyfriendd cikgu pun pupus la? cikgu nak cium siapa nanti?" -year 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s masalah betol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-3646757042232367109?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3646757042232367109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/teacher-mogana.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3646757042232367109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3646757042232367109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/teacher-mogana.html' title='teacher mogana..'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SfI2n0ooxcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0JuMsTA7b0o/s72-c/DSCN0920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7269484591519227664</id><published>2009-04-23T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:09:21.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>location  : 6C&lt;br /&gt;date        : 23 April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went into the class gave each student tasksheets. one of the girl went missing and i knew she was in school today. so i asked her classmate, "aima mana?" shea answered "pulang' "kenapa?""dia uzur, teacher". "uzur?" "ye."waht's the connection?kalau uzur kena pulang kah? "lepas tu kalau uzur kenapa pulang?" "tembus." 'ah?' 'tembus teacher', she replied. budak2 lelaki dalam kumpulan tu just stared at me, not showing any emotion. ni paham ke tak nie?bagusla kalo tak..hm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-7269484591519227664?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7269484591519227664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/location-6c-date-23-april-i-went-into.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7269484591519227664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7269484591519227664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/location-6c-date-23-april-i-went-into.html' title=''/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4054873765002158584</id><published>2009-04-20T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:44:23.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>location : school hall&lt;br /&gt;time      : 10.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;event    : motivational camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam tu ada program penghayatan utk budak2 darjah 6 yang join kem motivasi. malam penghayatan tu diadakan di dewan sebelah masjid sebab dewan tu bertutup (senang nak bagi budak2 tu menangis..)sementara dok berbaris, aku pon jalan2 check baris. tiba-tiba ada sorang budak panggil.namanya haimar (cita-citanya nak jadi pemburu).dia tanya, 'beratur nak pegi mana?' 'ke masjid.' 'kenapa nak pegi masjid?''eh,pegi sajalah..''diorang nak sembelih kami kah?' mukanya serius. hah?aku terpinga..kenapa nak sembelih plak?tapi memandangkan haimar tu agak tembam aku pon terus mengusik, 'a'ah nak sembelih kamu, kalo nak sembelih fazlay tak cukup isi..' referring to fazlay yang berada di dapan haimar.fazlay ni kecik dan kurus.fazlay mencelah, 'teacher,bukan nak sembelih yang dalam seluar kah?' macam nak terkeluar bijik mata aku dengar fazlay ni cakap macam tu. terus aku tunduk dan tanya pada dia perlahan, 'kenapa kamu tak potong lagi kah?' 'belum lagi teacher.." PANG!kena ketuk dengan aku sekali sambil aku blah dari situ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4054873765002158584?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4054873765002158584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/location-school-hall-time-10.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4054873765002158584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4054873765002158584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/location-school-hall-time-10.html' title=''/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-9082009718953005253</id><published>2009-04-17T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:27:41.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sapa punya keje angkat tangan?!</title><content type='html'>tadi pengawas RMT yang aku suka2 ati lantik sendiri datang jumpa minta kad RMT untuk diberi pada setiap budak RMT kelas aku (6B)..punyala aku selongkat seluruh meja, laci, kerusi sume tak jumpa kad tu..cikgu depan aku pun dok menyelongkar juga tolong aku carik..pegi kelas tanya lagi budak kot2 la ada budak terambil tapi tak de sapa pun ngaku..masa rehat tu terpaksala aku g jumpa makcik kantin bagitau aku dah ilangkan kad budak2 tu..petang tadi aku g sekolah kejap amik fail and aku pun gtau cikgu RMT yang aku dah ilangkan juga..bila aku ke tempat aku utk amik fail, ada sume kad RMT atas meja aku. betul2 atas meja aku dengan haramnya..sapa n*)gi2#%@ nih?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-9082009718953005253?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/9082009718953005253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/sapa-punya-keje-angkat-tangan.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/9082009718953005253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/9082009718953005253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/sapa-punya-keje-angkat-tangan.html' title='sapa punya keje angkat tangan?!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-1114725606268546203</id><published>2009-04-16T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:37:25.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a VERY stressful day for me..memang macam haram kat sekolah..tapi takpe sebab lepas sekolah g lepak ngan kedua2 housemate kesayangan kat Vedablu~makan double chocolate moist..sedap Jesselton lagi..and Jesselton cheaper..(those in Sandakan would agree with me!)&lt;br /&gt;and talking and laughing all the way..and half an hour after that, we went to have pizza..huhu...so full~&lt;br /&gt;with food and laughter..&lt;br /&gt;yeay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-1114725606268546203?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1114725606268546203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-very-stressful-day-for-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1114725606268546203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/1114725606268546203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-very-stressful-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-234523582569138888</id><published>2009-04-13T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:25:43.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>routine</title><content type='html'>just realize,&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning when i reach school i'd go straight to the canteen and buy kuih&lt;br /&gt;that if i got class early (7 a.m)&lt;br /&gt;if not, i'd go write my attendance and go to the cantenn ordering nasi. yes, nasik as early as 7 am.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, saya perut melayu~kena makan nasik.=))&lt;br /&gt;kalo saya marah budak lepas kelas terus pego order milo nai ping (milo ais).&lt;br /&gt;kalo tak, mark buku dan bercerita (berbual) dgn guru.&lt;br /&gt;pastu balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i wake up at 5am sebab my school starts as early as 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;cikgu2 semenanjung sanggup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-234523582569138888?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/234523582569138888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/routine.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4702764232415606238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/pocho-pocho.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4702764232415606238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4702764232415606238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/pocho-pocho.html' title='pocho-pocho'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-2267141318916162833</id><published>2009-04-13T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:37:20.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>langit sandakan~tak kenal maka tak cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMS9SbZMiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w7Q3L21vJjY/s1600-h/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324120028610114082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMS9SbZMiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w7Q3L21vJjY/s320/DSC01583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let's start with introducing my second home~SANDAKAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMS9E_3fmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Wg1PHQwjjk0/s1600-h/DSC00937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324120025004998242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMS9E_3fmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Wg1PHQwjjk0/s320/DSC00937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the fishing village that we got. this one is at &lt;em&gt;sim-sim&lt;/em&gt; (yes, the place name is sim-sim; the best place for ikan bakar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQHB70PZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hU1ekyKsRY4/s1600-h/DSCN0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324116897446509970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQHB70PZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hU1ekyKsRY4/s320/DSCN0944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favourites!!!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQG43dqzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/o5KwwYR1RKQ/s1600-h/DSCN0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324116895012334386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQG43dqzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/o5KwwYR1RKQ/s320/DSCN0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;should try the tongue twister~bar burung biru baru..&lt;br /&gt;once again, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQGn5SosI/AAAAAAAAADw/lyzyR5kpUn4/s1600-h/DSCN0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324116890456597186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQGn5SosI/AAAAAAAAADw/lyzyR5kpUn4/s320/DSCN0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is Sandakan City and the locals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQGaeuzXI/AAAAAAAAADo/1lTxQZxLVNI/s1600-h/DSCN0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324116886855535986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQGaeuzXI/AAAAAAAAADo/1lTxQZxLVNI/s320/DSCN0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not sure whether these are locals or the philippinos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, still in Sandakan &lt;strong&gt;City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQGGpJEWI/AAAAAAAAADg/XULICKu4p_g/s1600-h/DSCN0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324116881530491234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMQGGpJEWI/AAAAAAAAADg/XULICKu4p_g/s320/DSCN0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can you see the fin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMME8VM2lI/AAAAAAAAADY/vVeq-3QXxTQ/s1600-h/DSCN1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324112463536118354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMME8VM2lI/AAAAAAAAADY/vVeq-3QXxTQ/s320/DSCN1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jejaka&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt; handsome playing kompang for a wedding feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMMEnn4HRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/l045_eMdZSo/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324112457977306386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMMEnn4HRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/l045_eMdZSo/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sandakan tamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMMEZ8dOzI/AAAAAAAAADI/eNUOulrU0io/s1600-h/DSCN0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324112454305528626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMMEZ8dOzI/AAAAAAAAADI/eNUOulrU0io/s320/DSCN0871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;entering the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMMEDSV72I/AAAAAAAAADA/1KKlze3f5QA/s1600-h/DSCN0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324112448223309666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMMEDSV72I/AAAAAAAAADA/1KKlze3f5QA/s320/DSCN0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the muslim cemetry. here, muslims are buried not in the flat land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this one was after a landslide and the bones and skulls (of dead people) coming out and fell on the road. that's why they covered the cemetries. scary, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-2267141318916162833?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2267141318916162833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/langit-sandakan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2267141318916162833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/2267141318916162833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/langit-sandakan.html' title='langit sandakan~tak kenal maka tak cinta'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/SeMS9SbZMiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w7Q3L21vJjY/s72-c/DSC01583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-4268954791143711008</id><published>2009-04-09T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:23:22.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>murid-murid kesayanganku punya cerita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/Sd4wHLqefTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oiztoqXrFPw/s1600-h/DSCN1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322744709546671410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/Sd4wHLqefTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oiztoqXrFPw/s320/DSCN1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can you believe lovely kids like these could do so much to your heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s the kids mentioned are not in the pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kes 1 (Apr 7, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;budak sorang ni anak cikgu, kelas terpandai tahun 6 dan paling pandai dalam kelas. memang terkenal kerana kemalasannya membawa buku dan membuat kerja. tapi disebabkan kepintarannya jadi melepaskan dirinya dari selalu kena denda. dia memang jarang bawak dan hantar homework nya pada saya..until hari ini la..saya denda satu kelas berdiri atas kerusi kerana semuanya salin salah jawapan yang say beri..this boy datang dan tanya, 'teacher, saya kena berdiri atas kerusi juga ke?' i asked "why?where's your book?' he replied, 'saya tak hantar' then i said, 'ok, hantar sekarang..' 'saya tak bawa..' hish..saya geleng kepala..bila kerja diberi i said to him, 'dah kamu tak bawa English 1, guna English 2 for this exercise' 'tu pun saya tak bawa teacher'. 'kenapa tak bawa?' he thought for a while.. 'saya rasa kan teacher..buku saya..' sambil berpura pikir.. menyirap darah saya. 'buku apa yang awak bawa?buka beg sekarang!'dalam 4 buku english, dia cuma bawa textbook yang saya pesan tak payah bawak until i said so.&lt;br /&gt;saya pun terus suruh dia bawak keluar meja dan kerusi dia dan semua barang dia dan duduk di luar kelas..&lt;br /&gt;esoknya, dia bawa semua buku english..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kes 2 (Apr 7, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;kes ini berlaku selepas satu jam dari kes pertama. memang hari tak ong bagiku. budak ini pernah datang ke sekolah last year dengan pipi yang biru. bila ditanya dia memberitahu dia ditumbuk oleh bapanya kerana dia telah menyebabkan ibunya sendiri lari dari rumah. pelik tapi itulah yang dikatakannya. semasa aku mengajar 6b sentence construction, this particular boy started singing~not very loud but enough to be heard from the teacher's table. saya cuma pandang this boy hoping he would understand. dia senyum and i continued the lesson. then terdengar lagi dia menyanyi and i stopped the lesson and announced, 'ok sekarang we'll watch a performance by -'. all pupils clapped their hands and this boy tak bangun dari tempatnya. i said i would only continue the lesson if he sang and he did not. he just stood there in front of the class after taking his own sweet time to wear his socks. i got so annoyed and said 'awak pilih sekarang, nak menyanyi dalam kelas dan duduk atau turun di bawah tempat panas tu dan menyanyi sampai dengar dalam kelas?''saya nak menyanyi di bawah' so he went down and he did not sing and i said, 'selagi kamu tak menyanyi berdiri la kamu di situ'. i continued the lesson and when i turned he was doing shuffle tengah2 panas. saya pergi tegur and asked he to sing so that he could come in and dia cuma senyum. sakit hati betul tengok dia senyum.after 10 minutes he was outside, i asked him to come in. kesian pulak..demam kang anak orang..di depan pintu kelas dia tak masuk cume menyorok di belakang pintu.. bila saya keluar mencari dia dan suruh dia masuk dia cakap tak nak.punyala saya bengang saya heret tangan dia masuk.dia melawan.bila saya cakap saya akan bagitau ibu bapanya perangai dia denagn senyum dia menjawab, 'teacher tak tau rumah saya di mana..' saya cubit pipi dia dan kata 'eh,saya cikgu kelas kamu saya ada alamat kamu, no.tel pun ada.' itu bukan nombor saya' dia senyum lagi. saya suruh dia duduk dan semasa saya mengajar dia menyanyi lagi dan apabila saya toleh padanya, dia teruskan menyanyi sambil tersenyum..dan menyanyi..saya terus terkeluar 'pergilah balik,saya benarkan awak balik sekarang.. saya tak nak tengok perangai macam awak dalam kelas saya.' dia tak balik tetapi keluar dari kelas selepas senyum pada saya..saya benci senyum itu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kes 3 (Apr 9, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;sebelum memulakan pengajaran di kelas 6c saya memberitahu 'saya akan ajar topik yang sangat penting uk UPSR jadi saya tak nak orang bising atau bercerita (berbual). kalau ada yang tak minat belajar sila keluar dari kelas sekarang kerana kamu akan ganggu kawan2 yang nak belajar. saya tak marah. ada?'no one got out.'lepas ni kalau ada jugak yang buat bising atau bercerita saya akan suruh kamu bawak kerusi meja kamu duduk di luar kelas-buat kerja di situ, boleh?' 'boleh teacher'. so i started. ada beberapa murid yang memang tak dapat mengawal mulut dari bercakap. ada banyak yang memberi perhatian dan respon towards the lesson. tapi bila keadaan mula bising i whispered to myself 'ni tak boleh jadi ni, budak2 ni ingat aku tak serius..' terus i called out one boy who was talking at the moment. bapa budak ini orang filipina. bapanya sudah meninggal akibat kemalangan jadi ibunya tinggal di tempat lain kerana bekerja dan dia tinggal dengan makcik nya.memang selalu ponteng sekolah. saya suruh dia bawa semua meja,kerusi,beg semu keluar kelas dan buat kerjanya di bawah. dia berdiri seraya mengadu bukan saya, A yang ajak saya bercerita kenapa dia tak kena? saya jawab, "saya nampak kamu bukan dia, jadi keluar sekarang dengan barang2 kamu!' muka dia memang marah, merah dan matanya berair. semasa di hadapan pintu kelas dilemparnya pensel dan buku dlm tangannya kerana protes. saya terus tinggi suara 'ambil balik buku kamu tu!' dia pun ambil dan kemudian pergi menghentak2 mejanya. saya yang berdiri di depannya mengarah, 'duduk!' 'kalau saya tak duduk?!" dia menengking saya seraya memukul mejanya dengan sangat kuat. saya terus menengking dia 'saya kata duduk!' murid lain semua memandang dan senyap. saya tak pernah marah budak sebegitu. malah saya dikenali sebagai cikgu yang tak marah budak. tapi ini sudah terlebih. selepas saya tengking budak itu duduk dan menghentak kakinya pada kaki meja. saya terus masuk ke kelas dan berkata, "kalau perangai kamu macam ni kamu ingat orang akan suka kamu? biadap macam tu?''tidak..' jawab budak2 perlahan..saya teruskan pelajaran dan bila saya toleh, budak tu sudah tiada di kerusinya. kawan yang pergi ke tandas memberitahu dia sembunyi di bawah kolong sekolah.saya tak sempat memanggilnya utk berjumpa dia selepas kelas kerana dia pulang awal untuk settlekan yuran kem motivasi.&lt;br /&gt;saya akan hantar pada guru disiplin.&lt;br /&gt;kalau saya sendiri yang denda nnt ibu bapa datang dan saya pula yang salah.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sikap macam tu memang siapa pun tak boleh terima..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-4268954791143711008?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4268954791143711008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/murid-murid-kesayanganku-punya-cerita.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4268954791143711008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/4268954791143711008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/murid-murid-kesayanganku-punya-cerita.html' title='murid-murid kesayanganku punya cerita'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/Sd4wHLqefTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oiztoqXrFPw/s72-c/DSCN1043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-5147334198132025256</id><published>2009-03-22T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:11:51.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got tips?</title><content type='html'>there are few tips that i picked up during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't buy panties at the mall that is going to be closed in the next five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;~credit to shoba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when your BMI shows overweight that means you are getting the right shape. in other word, slim.&lt;br /&gt;~credit to matnoor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls have to know that men do need a room to change.&lt;br /&gt;~credit to aizu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there is a stain on your shirt, just say, "tak nampak pun" and the stain will vanish.&lt;br /&gt;~credit to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always carry a branded plastic bag and put all your stuff in it. you would not look cheap.&lt;br /&gt;~credit to joon ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there is a need to lie, just breath at your normal pace and look at the person straight in the eye. and no smiling.&lt;br /&gt;~credit to mogana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-5147334198132025256?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5147334198132025256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/got-tips.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5147334198132025256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5147334198132025256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/got-tips.html' title='got tips?'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-850286947937912988</id><published>2009-03-21T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:30:26.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laugh and eat and laugh again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWiltM65-I/AAAAAAAAACw/1oZtpmDpD2Y/s1600-h/DSC01001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315833703853385698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWiltM65-I/AAAAAAAAACw/1oZtpmDpD2Y/s320/DSC01001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Universe 2009 =)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWhZfl3lFI/AAAAAAAAACo/NlnJPOwHDA4/s1600-h/DSCN1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315832394529870930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWhZfl3lFI/AAAAAAAAACo/NlnJPOwHDA4/s320/DSCN1252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ada orang ingat kitorang semua ni polis..ada rupa ker? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWf7EWXZ4I/AAAAAAAAACg/3raOOy0XihQ/s1600-h/DSC00967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315830772309387138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWf7EWXZ4I/AAAAAAAAACg/3raOOy0XihQ/s320/DSC00967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p.o.w (prisoners of war) trail..diorang jalan kaki sampai ke myanmar..menurut aizu (2009) banyak yang mati dan hanya seorang saja yang terselemat.hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWdi-ne7TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fn9qdO2p0i4/s1600-h/DSC01007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315828159430454578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWdi-ne7TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fn9qdO2p0i4/s320/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aizu kantoi makan dalam semak masa bulan pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWb27E-r8I/AAAAAAAAACI/kE1XtjFiAS8/s1600-h/DSCN1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315826303054557122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWb27E-r8I/AAAAAAAAACI/kE1XtjFiAS8/s320/DSCN1452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at last! aizu was caught red handed not finishing his food!!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUIS9O2s6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7rsrT3WfNeE/s1600-h/DSCN1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315664056948274082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUIS9O2s6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7rsrT3WfNeE/s320/DSCN1292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;naza jumpa tempat berkhalwat.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUHMFMVYxI/AAAAAAAAABw/jO_mYsmyDVQ/s1600-h/DSCN1381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315662839314473746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUHMFMVYxI/AAAAAAAAABw/jO_mYsmyDVQ/s320/DSCN1381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aizu doing free style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUGHDEAugI/AAAAAAAAABo/EfjbDoIEfFs/s1600-h/DSCN1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315661653331720706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUGHDEAugI/AAAAAAAAABo/EfjbDoIEfFs/s320/DSCN1268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;merenung bulan ~ shoba's style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUFCXEGHKI/AAAAAAAAABg/SWP23cfUnsE/s1600-h/DSC02122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315660473289809058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUFCXEGHKI/AAAAAAAAABg/SWP23cfUnsE/s320/DSC02122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUDqsXY8bI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZwbTyUhIIgY/s1600-h/DSC03239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315658967179391410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUDqsXY8bI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZwbTyUhIIgY/s320/DSC03239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;matnoor doing 100 sit ups..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUBo7n7HoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XRMc4dN__74/s1600-h/DSC01833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315656737892277890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScUBo7n7HoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XRMc4dN__74/s320/DSC01833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; waah..takutnyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT9jsVZeeI/AAAAAAAAABI/0BfNUa4VxEw/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315652249842186722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT9jsVZeeI/AAAAAAAAABI/0BfNUa4VxEw/s320/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; were there cemetries?sorry, we were so busy snapping pics..:/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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again'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScWiltM65-I/AAAAAAAAACw/1oZtpmDpD2Y/s72-c/DSC01001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7802813950421940714</id><published>2009-03-21T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T07:15:37.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoy!</title><content type='html'>teylians doing choir at kinabalu park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-81c5575be5fa1774" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7802813950421940714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/enjoy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7802813950421940714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7802813950421940714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/enjoy.html' title='enjoy!'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-8112498422036886900</id><published>2009-03-21T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T04:08:00.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScTKf6N56KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9Gq_ALKF5Gc/s1600-h/DSCN1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315596109756360866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScTKf6N56KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9Gq_ALKF5Gc/s320/DSCN1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dedicated to naza,mogs,shoba,sarah,reshma,matno,aizu,joon ming. (yang tak pernah lekang membuat aku ketawa sepanjang bersama mereka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tak perlu kata-kata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ataupun senyum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ataupun sentuhanmu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tetapi dengan mengetahui kau ada di sini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sudah cukup untuk menghidupkan aku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;walaupun pandangan matamu untuk orang lain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ketawamu kerana orang ketiga, keempat atau kelima&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kehadiranmu memberi aku sebab untuk bernafas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;setialah di sisi aku kerana saat ini tak akan berulang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-8112498422036886900?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8112498422036886900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you-all.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8112498422036886900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/8112498422036886900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you-all.html' title='i love you all'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScTKf6N56KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9Gq_ALKF5Gc/s72-c/DSCN1303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7779212920188860680</id><published>2009-03-21T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T04:03:47.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surat untuk ibu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScTJefkgjMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/grdnLc7AIZU/s1600-h/DSCN0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315594985911913666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScTJefkgjMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/grdnLc7AIZU/s320/DSCN0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sembah salam pada ibunda tercinta dengan harapan nikmat tuhan akan sentiasa menjadi peneman ibu dalam menghela nafas setiap ketika.&lt;br /&gt;ibu, terlalu sukar untuk dituturkan tetapi aku yang berhutang nyawa denganmu ini memohon seribu kemaafan dan halalkan segala yang telah ku curi secara sedar atau tidak dari zahirmu malah dari batinmu. halalkan setiap titis susu yang aku teguk dari dadamu, setiap airmata yang mengalir kerana sikapku, setiap sendi yang lenguh kerana mengurutku ketika sakit dan tidak pernah merungut walaupun aku mengejutkanmu di tengah malam seraya berkata, ‘mak, sakit perut..’&lt;br /&gt;dan setiap peluh yang mengalir kerana memasak makanan yang menjadi sumber tenaga membenarkan aku berada di mana aku sekarang ini, dan setiap rambut yang gugur kerana bekerja keras membesarkan aku, memikirkan aku, teringatkan aku, risau tentang aku, menelefon aku, bertanyakan khabar ku, setiap inci tentang ku, makananku, kerjaku, bajuku, hidupku dan matiku.&lt;br /&gt;ibu, anakmu ini akan dimiliki orang. tetapi dengan nama tuhan aku masih anakmu yang sentiasa menginginkan pelukanmu dan sentuhan tanganmu ketika aku risau dan sakit. siapalah aku tanpa budimu. siapalah aku tanpa ehsanmu.&lt;br /&gt;seperti yang ibu selalu fikirkan, ya, aku masih lagi anak kecilmu yang merajuk apabila dimarah. yang menangis apabila ditegur. yang tak ada duit setiap kali pulang ke rumah. yang merengek apabila sakit. yang tak boleh bernyawa tanpa kamu.&lt;br /&gt;sentiasa ibu, aku sentiasa anakmu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-7779212920188860680?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7779212920188860680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/surat-untuk-ibu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7779212920188860680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7779212920188860680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/surat-untuk-ibu.html' title='surat untuk ibu'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScTJefkgjMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/grdnLc7AIZU/s72-c/DSCN0800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7418823486167763215</id><published>2009-02-14T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:45:54.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>they are right</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;careful what you wished for cuz you just might get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's the lyric of when i grow up by pussycat dolls..and yes i was not careful. when i was doing my practicum i had always wished my posting school would be equipped with whiteboards and lcd in every class as i hate to have to wash my hands due to the dust of the chalk. and the school teachers should support each other and the workloads should always be tolerable. while waiting for the posting i had also calculated my future income and how much could i spend out of it. i knew rm2000++ is never enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and yes. i mean that was why i have been posted to sabah. my school is equipped with whiteboards and lcd (every class) and the teachers are amazing. i never had major problems in dealing with them and they are so friendly and the workloads are not that tough. and yes my income is more than i expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the consequences? i live 2000km away from home and miss my family badly..huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-7418823486167763215?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7418823486167763215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-are-right.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7418823486167763215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7418823486167763215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-are-right.html' title='they are right'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7157850271425770101</id><published>2009-01-15T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T06:02:36.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>esp utk kawan2ku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cerita ini tidak sama tanpa kau dan aku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tajuknya akan berubah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gambar depannya juga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wataknya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perwatakannya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aku tidak mahu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sebolehnya namamu harus ada di setiap mukasurat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di baris helaian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;memberi makna kegembiraan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makna kehidupan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;susah untuk balik patah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;malah mustahil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mungkin aku masih tersekat di halaman ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tapi sebagai kawan adakah kau juga disini?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-7157850271425770101?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7157850271425770101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/01/esp-utk-kawan2ku.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7157850271425770101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7157850271425770101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/01/esp-utk-kawan2ku.html' title='esp utk kawan2ku'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-5597167931185534218</id><published>2009-01-15T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:32:49.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rumit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;senyumnya hanya di sebalik tabir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yang terlalu indah untuk disembunyikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yang menjadi kegilaan bidadari syurga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;senyaman sinar mentari dhuha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;selembut sutera dara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hatinya terlalu rapuh atau terlalu keras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aku tidak tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mungkin hanya keyakinan yang menbuatnya bertahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sehingga ke akhir saat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2131, 150109&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-5597167931185534218?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5597167931185534218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/01/rumit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5597167931185534218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/5597167931185534218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/01/rumit.html' title='rumit'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-7227805574336655964</id><published>2009-01-01T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T05:41:48.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tetap</title><content type='html'>aku tak mau tidur&lt;br /&gt;supaya esok tidak datang&lt;br /&gt;supaya aku tak perlu berus gigi&lt;br /&gt;dan mandi&lt;br /&gt;dan memakai baju yang dikhaskan untuk berjalan-jalan sahaja&lt;br /&gt;dan menaiki kereta bersama orang kesayanganku&lt;br /&gt;dan menuju ke tempat yang dahulunya aku sukai tapi saat ini tidak lagi&lt;br /&gt;dan mereka meninggalkan aku di situ&lt;br /&gt;kemudian aku meninggalkan mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tidak ada suara lagi mengejutkan aku pagi-pagi&lt;br /&gt;dan tidak ada lagi kawan bermain game&lt;br /&gt;dan tidak ada yang menghantar dan meneman aku jalan-jalan&lt;br /&gt;dan ketawa denganku&lt;br /&gt;dan memukul aku&lt;br /&gt;dan menggembirakan hati aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi ketika ini&lt;br /&gt;aku bersama suara cengkerik di rumput luar&lt;br /&gt;orang kesayanganku sudah berada di dunia mereka&lt;br /&gt;aku tetap kena pejamkan mata&lt;br /&gt;untuk melakukan perkara yang paling aku tidak inginkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1155,020109&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-7227805574336655964?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7227805574336655964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/01/tetap.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7227805574336655964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/7227805574336655964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/01/tetap.html' title='tetap'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104844038393723404.post-3743981343741335799</id><published>2008-12-23T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:00:55.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids writings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Kalau saya ada RM10 juta, saya akan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gave this question to 12-year old kids and most of them wrote they would like to buy houses, donate to the orphans and travel. But these are some eye-catching answers that amused me and made me think for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membeli sebuah rumah besar dan cantik untuk kami sekeluarga. Saya akanmembelikan ibu bapa saya pakaian yang  cantik kepada mereka dan saya akan membelikan kakak dan abang saya komputer dan peralatan sekolah mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Di sekolah, saya memberi wang kepada rakan saya yang tidak mempunyai wang untuk makan ketika rehat dan saya akan memberikan uang (wang) kepada mereka yang memerlukan wang untuk sekolah atau untuk menanggung pembayaran sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan membelih (membeli) sebuah basikal yang bagus dan cantik untuk keperluan saya kemana-mana saja yang saya inginkan contohnya untuk ke rumah kawan dan belajar ataupun membuta sebarang projek.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            -Dayang Suhana Salim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan membina sebuah perabot saya akan mencari orang untuk bekerja dengan saya saya akan bekerjasama dengan semua pekerja saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya juga akan membeli sebuah rumah – dan kereta yang berwarna merah ia itu Kelisa. Saya akan menghias rumah baru saya dan membeli seekor  monyet dengan membeli sebuah telefon ganggi (canggih) berharga Rm300 ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya juga akan membeli sebuah almari untuk menyimpan pakaian saya.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  -Mohd Norsairizal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan membeli kereta dan menukarkannya kepada kereta sport.. dan selebihnya saya membeli motor dan saya ubah menjadi motor lumba. Saya akan berlumba pakai kereta atau motor. Saya akan membawa kereta saya pergi kemana-mana ke Bandar Sandakan, Kota Kinabalu atau Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               -M. Adzlan Abdullah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan memberi kawan-kawan makan minum fere (fre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e)..&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan memberikan wang RM10 juta ini untuk ibu bapa saya balik ke kampung dan abang saya tak paya (payah/usah) lagi berkerja keras untuk mencari wang.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 -Suriani A. Rahman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan mebeli (membeli) mainan adik dan saya membeli seekor kuda yang cantik dan kapal terbang.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                -Zulfarid  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya ingin membeli gaint (pasaraya Giant). Apabila saya membeli gaint (Giant) saya ingin mencari perkerja (pekerja) yang bagus.&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan membeli bazoka, senjata dan juga kereta kebal.  Saya arus(?) membeli ban(?) untuk saya teriping (?).  Saya ingin membeli tintong (?).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                -M. Hafiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan beli kereta harganya satu ribu dan saya juga beli rumah yang paling besar harganya dua ribu. Saya mahu beli kapal terbang harganya 10 ribu. Saya mahu beli TV 100 kg.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           -Muhammad Rusdie Nurdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya membeli kereta Proton Saga.. membeli tanah perkuburan manusia dan saya akan menjadi toki (tauke) minyak petelor (petrol).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         -Jumaat Adisil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan membeli tapak untuk menanam padi.. saya akan membeli seekor kucing..saya akan membeli seekor arnab yang berwarna putih coklat, saya akan menjaga kucing dan arnab itu dengan bertanggungjawab. Saya juga akan membeli beberapa ekor ikan emas.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        -Syahkilla Alias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan beli kapal terbang RM40000&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan beli ladang kelapa sawat (sawit) Rm15000&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan beli kereta rusa RM25000,500&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan beli badak subah (Sabah) RM4000&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan beli kilang papan RM6000&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan beli kalap (kapal) angkasawan RM5000&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan beli kasut jalan RM400&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan beli sotong RM100,50&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     -Fazli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan membeli kereta mewah dan membawanya pulang dan kami sekeluarga akan bersedia untuk pergi ke Kuala Lumpur. Selepas itu kami pergi ke Kuala Lumpur untuk membeli sayur.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       -Rosimah Sukiran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan membeli kereta baru dan membawa keluarga saya p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ergi bercuti di Pulau Tioman.. saya akan mendirikan sebuah sekolah yang bernama Sekolah Taman Muhibbah.. saya akan membeli tanah besar di KK (Kota Kinabalu) dan saya akan mendirikan sebuah kedai besar..&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       -Masliana Pandrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104844038393723404-3743981343741335799?l=meiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3743981343741335799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/12/kids-writings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3743981343741335799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104844038393723404/posts/default/3743981343741335799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/12/kids-writings.html' title='kids writings'/><author><name>yanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12445345898333583466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSTruFZGrWs/ScT7p9xQo2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7EFnwyLzYfo/S220/DSCN1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
