<?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-724944437546105937</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:09:26.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication</title><subtitle type='html'>What Comes From the Heart Goes To The Heart. McLeish said that Radio is a blind medium..McLuhan said that Tv is a tv and i said that this medium is a dinosaur..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4660995928417667795</id><published>2011-05-15T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:43:08.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>I have been very busy since am teaching. No time for my leisure (but i had fun with my son)... No time for my master thesis correction. In other words... hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris Murdoch said;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;    "We shall be better prepared for the future if we see how terrible, how doomed the present is"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss to play bowling...hanging out with my buddy sometimes... owh :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-4660995928417667795?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4660995928417667795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4660995928417667795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4660995928417667795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4660995928417667795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2011/05/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-298004114645315265</id><published>2011-01-05T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T17:14:27.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Son HATIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/TSQ2URmiquI/AAAAAAAAAMo/voS-BA-qN38/s1600/73645_176679555680298_100000147634527_666172_4648866_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/TSQ2URmiquI/AAAAAAAAAMo/voS-BA-qN38/s320/73645_176679555680298_100000147634527_666172_4648866_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558627562032376546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muhammad Nur Hatim,&lt;br /&gt;You are the most beautiful creatures&lt;br /&gt;that God sent to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son&lt;br /&gt;I am here&lt;br /&gt;Try to protect you&lt;br /&gt;From the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatim&lt;br /&gt;I am here&lt;br /&gt;To give all my loves to you&lt;br /&gt;To guide and to educate you&lt;br /&gt;I will love you for the rest of my life, son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-298004114645315265?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/298004114645315265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=298004114645315265&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/298004114645315265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/298004114645315265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-son-hatim.html' title='My Son HATIM'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/TSQ2URmiquI/AAAAAAAAAMo/voS-BA-qN38/s72-c/73645_176679555680298_100000147634527_666172_4648866_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8516985055278945050</id><published>2010-10-25T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:15:54.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When being silent doesn't mean you want to remain silent. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BACK !!!!!!!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8516985055278945050?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8516985055278945050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8516985055278945050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8516985055278945050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8516985055278945050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-back.html' title='Am BACK'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1247730856872901040</id><published>2010-04-29T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:48:57.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Professional</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi Bloggers!!!! seems am free this evening. so i think i can write something here. it can be a serious issue or even a cliche one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This situation I can label it as an idiot things in the world.  That showed how coward and not professional a person can be. If a person asked u to be professional and of course we says we are professional and act professional. But the question is; is it possible to those  people who asked us that question is professional? As a professional you can not mix your personal problems with your work. Yes...all of us agree to not mix all things in one time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The problem is when these person label his self as a professional because of his work he totally wrong. If he judge his self as a professional because of his work then a cleaner can not be professional? For me, professional or not is not a matter of what is your occupation? is it grand or not. But for me it is a matter of how long u involve in one project based on your profession. If you can not work as a team then shut up your mouth. Even, if you got 10 years experienced in your field but then people not happy with you..you are not professional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This kind of person only brave to blame you when you are nothing or even you are a novice and also can happen when your big boss is not around. So, my friends, be careful with this type of people who did not deserve to live in this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1247730856872901040?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1247730856872901040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1247730856872901040&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1247730856872901040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1247730856872901040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/04/professional.html' title='Professional'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-5089027538088907555</id><published>2010-04-19T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:45:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi Bloggers... silent doesn't mean am not active anymore with blog. am just really busy with the research. i try to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) I try to spend my time with my blog..but at this moment i can't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) I try to hanging out with my friend but i can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) I try to concentrate with my book but i didn't manage my time wisely regarding to my healthy level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) I try to avoid shopping but i can't!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) I try to avoid from get nausea, vomit and etc...i also failed..coz am pregnant right now. am going to be a mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-5089027538088907555?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/5089027538088907555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=5089027538088907555&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5089027538088907555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5089027538088907555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/04/try-to.html' title='Try to...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2669821729724735491</id><published>2010-03-29T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:57:05.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello friends...am back. lama menghilang? 3 weeks ago am really2 hectic...everything drives me crazy and plus am not well. i just come back from KL book fair and i also had discussion with publisher. am i going to publish book? the answer is; yes i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for my book (takes times ) and wait for my new entry next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-2669821729724735491?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2669821729724735491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2669821729724735491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2669821729724735491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2669821729724735491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-853360175987008255</id><published>2010-02-22T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:51:31.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Handbag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moshi Moshi my friends... last friday my hubby went to 1 Borneo and he bought me a new handbag for me which is Beverly Hill's Polo Club. I really2 love these new handbag. Tq Mr.Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S4IM7Arb3_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/hx0iuRhSWtg/s1600-h/IMG0020A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S4IM7Arb3_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/hx0iuRhSWtg/s320/IMG0020A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440925507750977522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S4INIykyViI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nyF-emrKpUk/s1600-h/IMG0021A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S4INIykyViI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nyF-emrKpUk/s320/IMG0021A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440925744483161634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2)&lt;br /&gt;This week will be a hectic 1 for me. Tuesday i have discussion, on Wednesday have meeting, Thursday have meeting from 11 am, then at night at 8pm. Friday? i hope it will be a time for me to get some rest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-853360175987008255?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/853360175987008255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=853360175987008255&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/853360175987008255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/853360175987008255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-handbag.html' title='New Handbag'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S4IM7Arb3_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/hx0iuRhSWtg/s72-c/IMG0020A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1793992408011480537</id><published>2010-02-17T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:53:00.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(1)&lt;br /&gt;Hi Bloggers!!!!!!!! My late friend's Wai Fong said; "CNY commanly called lunar new year and its the most important festive b'coz of several myths and traditions". Happy Chinese New Year to all my friends whose celebrate it. For me, i love mandarin orange and of course lai sze (red envelopes which is contains money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai Fong told me that several flowers brings meaning such as plum blossom means luck, kumquat &amp;amp; narcissus  means prosperity, Chrysanthemum symbolizes of longevity, bamboo a plant used for any time of year, sunflower means to have a good year, eggplant means to heal all of your sickness, and chom mont plant givrs you tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in my new entries next week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1793992408011480537?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1793992408011480537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1793992408011480537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1793992408011480537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1793992408011480537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4763558798684955254</id><published>2010-02-08T10:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:06:19.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Friends!!!!!!!!!!!!! this month will be my hectic month.. This month i have to arrange a lot of meetings regarding to our new project. I feel good with this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday i asked my hubby to went for shopping and i bought a lot of item. But i totally love these;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S2955Q3tq_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/kTEWxpQAnNQ/s1600-h/IMG0011A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S2955Q3tq_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/kTEWxpQAnNQ/s320/IMG0011A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435697299947629554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the english antique homestyle ;) not so expensive after sale 80% the prize left RM 39.90 @ Parkson 1 B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S2960-xzcgI/AAAAAAAAAME/u1IDE2cGBp8/s1600-h/IMG0012A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S2960-xzcgI/AAAAAAAAAME/u1IDE2cGBp8/s320/IMG0012A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435698325883154946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My hubby chose this:) actually i want picked the lilac one, but my hubby loves something looks unique. It cost RM 69.90 after 80% discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, then. See you all in my new entry next week. :)&lt;br /&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/724944437546105937-4763558798684955254?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4763558798684955254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4763558798684955254&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4763558798684955254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4763558798684955254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-friends-this-month-will-be-my.html' title=':)'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/S2955Q3tq_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/kTEWxpQAnNQ/s72-c/IMG0011A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1363746572870290411</id><published>2010-02-01T10:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:29:41.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books &amp; LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moshi..Moshi my dear friends :) With no idea i bought a book written by John Hastings "Dictionary of Quotations". If my hubby ask me why i bought that book, what kind of answer i should give?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I love Books, so thats why i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;2) Do not know how to waste my money (Sounds i have a lot of money, but i don't..just enough to me to buy some glam)&lt;br /&gt;3) I have no reason.&lt;br /&gt;4) I just window shopping, suddenly my hand grab the book and my foot walk to the cashier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love books and i don't think with buy a book its kind of wasting my money. Every 2 or 3 month i will buy a book either an academician books or novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, i want to share with you these;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have found it impossible to carry the heavy burden of responsibility and to discharge my duties as King as i would wish to do, without the help and support of the Woman I love" - Edward VIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See HOW IMPORTANT WE AS WOMEN TO A MAN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1363746572870290411?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1363746572870290411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1363746572870290411&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1363746572870290411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1363746572870290411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/02/books-love.html' title='Books &amp; LOVE'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3098876385849917420</id><published>2010-01-26T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:50:14.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again &amp; again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moshi..moshi my friends... what can i write here, this week will be a hectic one :(&lt;br /&gt;what i can do and can't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN&lt;br /&gt;1) I can have my own broadband&lt;br /&gt;2) I can invest my money in the right place (which is bank)&lt;br /&gt;4) I can buy new bracelet (hahahahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;5) I can buy new story books&lt;br /&gt;6) I learn to spend my money wisely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T&lt;br /&gt;1) can't eat spicy food&lt;br /&gt;2) No more secret recipe, no more Kenny rogers, no more McD and so on (hopefully just for this month)&lt;br /&gt;3) Can't waste my money to buy new clothes, new heels, new sandals for a couple of month (can i stand with it?)&lt;br /&gt;4) Can not waste my money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happens to me if i can't eat spicy food? (i will lose my appetite)&lt;br /&gt;What will happens to me if i can't taste the deliciousness of cheezy choc, and etc? (i will cry)&lt;br /&gt;What will happens to me if i can't buy new stuff? (It drives me crazy. I love shopping that doesn't mean that am a shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;Of course i know that i can't waste my money...saving is very important to our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3098876385849917420?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3098876385849917420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3098876385849917420&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3098876385849917420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3098876385849917420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/01/again-again.html' title='Again &amp; again...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3771825358966730343</id><published>2010-01-20T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:03:24.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moshi...Moshi Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;Curently am working on something that very important in mylife which is can give big impact to the rest of my life. Only with one SMS can change my life, my routine and my stress level. The date that will set-up by this department means something to me. Before all of this multi-feelings happens i need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a vacation for 2 days maybe...somewhere with my hubby before am getting busy with "that" business. Am totally need motivations right now to project my spirits. I still remembered my best friend advise; Intan, effort + pray = tawakkal. Matte (wait).... can i do this? can i answer all questions with good answers? can i be the best among the best? or it just a sweet dream that i had but can not implements? can i?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3771825358966730343?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3771825358966730343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3771825358966730343&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3771825358966730343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3771825358966730343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-i.html' title='Can I?'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3804321051169064686</id><published>2010-01-11T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:47:08.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't just stop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!!! well, i have nothing to write but then my hands still wants to type something. I feel like i wanna cry when i look  at the excel. i need to re-do, and re-structure questionnaire. Something i not hate but just don't like. why people love do something in a half way and let others to do it again? am tired and sicks because of this situations. I love help peoples but not in this situations. people do something half way and YOU have to take the responsibility to do it just to make sure no one else realize how  not efficient it could be. I just feel not comfortable.  For me, when someone give us something to do or ask for our help we should do it properly until finish. Don't just stop and let others to carry it. be responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3804321051169064686?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3804321051169064686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3804321051169064686&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3804321051169064686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3804321051169064686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-just-stop.html' title='Don&apos;t just stop...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7808434976403124892</id><published>2010-01-04T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:02:47.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy New Year MY FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most important things happen in my life in 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January : Yahoo..my thesis already done... my supervisor advised me to present paper at conference while he's looking for internal &amp;amp; external examiner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February: busy with marking mid term paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mach: nothing special happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April: On 24th April we were engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei: busy with full paper for international connference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun: Presented paper and start looking for wedding's clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July: nothing special happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogos: hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September: busy with PEREKA 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oktober: Celebrated our 1 years relationship (25/10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November: presented paper at international seminar and busy with wedding preparations and thanks God Atikah &amp;amp; family willings to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December: My big Day!!!! 12/12/09 am married to Kusnadi Nurdin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be back with my new post as soon as possible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-7808434976403124892?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7808434976403124892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7808434976403124892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7808434976403124892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7808434976403124892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year 2010'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6677337055477431021</id><published>2009-12-29T13:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T14:52:14.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Me &amp; Myself BUT US</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SzmmZvNbeyI/AAAAAAAAALs/NhrVM-0sl34/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SzmmZvNbeyI/AAAAAAAAALs/NhrVM-0sl34/s320/Presentation1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420546587616836386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Big Thanks to Atikah &amp;amp; En.Suami, Kak Long Rahmah &amp;amp; Abg Long, Kak Teh, Takrim, Ali and Dibah, Kak Maya and all neighbours in Masjid Alam Shah and everyones for the Big Helps.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers... Im missing for along time with reasons...i loved to write and i will continue to write...im not single anymore, im belongs to someone...im totally happy. Im married to a wonderful husband...no more me and myself but its all about us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, marriage from Islamic perspective, is part of faith, and it is part of Sunnah of the prophet Muhammad S.A.W.Marriage is a commitment and relationship that starts in this world and will continue in paradise together, God Wills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life totally different from before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Eat and cook for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wash clothes and clean the house for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;watch tv and listen to the radio by myself&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;etc...just for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep together (i do not know why i put sleep on the 1st place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat and cook for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do laundry and clean the house for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch tc and listen to music together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything is about together and US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is something special and holy for US. Everything we share, learn and do together.. Allah, please light us and guide us to be a soleh and solehah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-6677337055477431021?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6677337055477431021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6677337055477431021&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6677337055477431021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6677337055477431021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-more-me-myself-but-us.html' title='No More Me &amp; Myself BUT US'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SzmmZvNbeyI/AAAAAAAAALs/NhrVM-0sl34/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6361061230444586049</id><published>2009-12-09T18:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:36:54.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am Getting  Married</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sx988q7YQoI/AAAAAAAAALU/jil6PRAdu8Y/s1600-h/CCF11202009_00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sx988q7YQoI/AAAAAAAAALU/jil6PRAdu8Y/s320/CCF11202009_00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413182658879963778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sx98rfWts_I/AAAAAAAAALM/LtIymFkM5gg/s1600-h/CCF11202009_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sx98rfWts_I/AAAAAAAAALM/LtIymFkM5gg/s320/CCF11202009_00000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413182363715613682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! First of all, i want to wish Thanks to all of my fellow friends who's following my blog. One of my cutest friend asked me 1 question; Lala, why you are not up-dated your entries? and also one of my friends from Italy email me; Where are you my friend? I want to know about your wedding ceremony. please comes up with new entries. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my cutest friend (i already explain to her) i have been very busy with kind of work. For my Italian friend, definitely i will come up with my wedding ceremony and God wills i will upload my pictures in face book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of my friends my wedding ceremony is just around the corner and since last week, most of my friends, my clicks and somebody that i never closed asked me the same questions in the different intonation; Intan, how do you feel? Sis, how do you feel? Ready to be a wife? My lovely friend, how you feel?and bla..bla...bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only same answer i gave to them; feel nervous and sometimes i feel like am in space. Am getting married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-6361061230444586049?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6361061230444586049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6361061230444586049&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6361061230444586049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6361061230444586049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/12/am-getting-married.html' title='Am Getting  Married'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sx988q7YQoI/AAAAAAAAALU/jil6PRAdu8Y/s72-c/CCF11202009_00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8116601665009025170</id><published>2009-11-19T15:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:12:23.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISCCSR 09 &amp; CENSUS-PATRON 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!! I have been very busy this week. Yesterday, i just came back from International Seminar on Communication &amp;amp; Culture in Southeast Asian Region: Evolution, Development &amp;amp; Challenges organized by Faculty of Communication &amp;amp; Media Studies, Universiti Teknologi Mara, Shah Alam, Selangor in collaboration with Faculty of Social &amp;amp; political Knowledge, Universitas Andalas Padang, Indonesia, from 16th-17th November 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These International Seminar quit interesting because we were debating on communication, theology &amp;amp; religion; communication, media &amp;amp; culture; and also Communication &amp;amp; Technology. My topic was on Digital Radio in RTM: an Evaluation of context &amp;amp; perspective. Which is, it's a new topic about new invention of technology that will be implements by RTM. And i believe that, one day it will become the most important topic in broadcasting field among academicians. In Europe, they starts studies on digital radio since 1997 or may be before 1997. Can you see, how far -far away us from that studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take this as my golden opportunities to explore in deep, deeper and deepest about digital radio. My mission is, i want to be one of the scholar on digital radio like O'neil, Lex, and et al. If they can be a succesful scholar, y can't i? I'm start as a novice and i will end with somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CENSUS-PATRON 2009 really drives me crazy and my corrections make me stress. I need more times more air to life longer &amp;amp; healthy just to make sure i can achives my dreams. At this moment i really hate one words, that is "STRESS"!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i believe my level stress will be at the higher level. Because, these morning i received 1 SMS that will drives me stress. Y me? i think i ought to continue play badminton to reduce my stress level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8116601665009025170?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8116601665009025170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8116601665009025170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8116601665009025170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8116601665009025170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/11/isccsr-09-census-patron-2009.html' title='ISCCSR 09 &amp; CENSUS-PATRON 2009'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2998256501534993824</id><published>2009-11-09T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:13:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 in 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!! I'm back with my new entry for this month. I have 2 story here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1)&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!!! 3 months ago, i used to called this department to informed them about my wireless connection problem; NOT CONNECTED!!! and every day i heard this: "Oh, okay, i will send someone to look and fix the connection. Give me your number". And every day i gave them my number... and every second, every minutes, every hour, every day, every month i'm waiting for someone...someone that never appeared in front of me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can you guys imagine how i feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every term i paid them for this ##$**% services. Its not cheap for me coz it cost RM 1,500 ++. I know that i am not somebody but i have my right since i paid the services. But until now, what i get? i get nothing!!!! What they get? They get payment every month!!!!! I am totally curious: what they do in their working hours? are they really work? or they just sitting in front of desktop or laptop and start chatting with friends via facebook? I didn't blame facebook. But i blame those people who did not know their responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow, i still faces the same problems i'm not going to call them but i want to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2)&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to Atikah, Takrim and Husna for their efforts and for their help. Without you girls, i do not know what will happen. At least i have you guys. Hope my big day is moving on systematically. Amin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-2998256501534993824?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2998256501534993824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2998256501534993824&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2998256501534993824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2998256501534993824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-in-1.html' title='2 in 1'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6228211648984591798</id><published>2009-10-30T11:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:47:07.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to KL.. (Stress)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello bloggers!!!!!!!! Tomorrow i will fly to KL for my own wedding preparation. One word...."stress"... what drives me stress? many stuffs drive me stress. I like to list it down here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My account for my research (PRG) is not actived. On 16th-17th November i will present my paper in the International Seminar &amp;amp; it cost RM 2, OOO ++. (and it become worse, when the PPI called me yesterday and informed about my account. Goshhhhhh!!!! thats drives me crazy. and today, i have to settle it.Progrees: still pending!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am supposed to email my presentation slide to Mr. S, but until now i can't make it. Because of wireless problem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Better i buy digi broadband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My correction didn't finished. If my supervisior know about this, he will kill me. But Thanks God, now he's perform hajj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I involved in 1 of the research that held by 1 organization and many things i have to manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Atikah my niece, my wedding planner, just now call me and tell me about our new plans...and she's shocked me with RM 4, 000 +++...ok..tomorrow i will sort it out.. But Thanks Tiqa for helping me... Big thanks..without her, i do not know whether i can manage my wedding or not. Thank you.....................................so much...................... love u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) its all about Moneyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...someone please give me one reason, why money is important? ...no money no talk, and my junior said, Sis, today..no money no honey... Goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, see u on my next entry that will probably after 6th November. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-6228211648984591798?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6228211648984591798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6228211648984591798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6228211648984591798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6228211648984591798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-kl-stress.html' title='Back to KL.. (Stress)'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8166530039134262772</id><published>2009-10-22T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:50:21.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wedding planner and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!! Nanika atta? (What's up?)...li tenki desu (it's a nice day). Arigato gozaimas to my Jappenese friends coz read my blog. Not just from Japan buat over the world...(if ada la kan..hehehehe..signal tunjuk ada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i presented my paper on Digital Radio in RTM: an evaluation of contexts and perspective....Hontouni anshin shita... Praise to Allah everything is moving on systematically. Thanks to Mr Suhaimi &amp;amp; Mr Syah coz always give me full support. From now, i just prepare myself for my second international seminar that will be held on November. Thanks to Allah coz my internal examiner fully finished read my thesis...external examiner? wait &amp;amp; see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet, all of you want to know what happen to my wedding preparations right?First of all, i would like to announce that Mrs Atikah Alias is my wedding planner. :)...And i realize, a lot of trouble she will faces but i trust on her. My door gift and mak andam she already book for me. see how fast she was...Thanks Tiqa, may Allah bless you always, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to halt here, dewa kore de (Bye for now)... See you on my next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8166530039134262772?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8166530039134262772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8166530039134262772&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8166530039134262772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8166530039134262772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-wedding-planner-and.html' title='My wedding planner and...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2476844535457169092</id><published>2009-10-12T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:12:19.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh......my wedding preparation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!!! I have been very busy with my international workshop (last week), international seminar (next month, financial aspect not clear paper work-done), my own presentation (next week, slide presentation in progress) and my own wedding preparation (still....).This morning, one of the lecturer in SSS says: Intan, you always busy, don't have much time for your wedding preparation...but make sure everything is moving on systematically. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Oh my God, my wedding day is just around the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of work that have been done and not yet...(especially for my wedding ceremony)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Wedding dress (Done - 25th November can take from the boutique)&lt;br /&gt;2) Wedding card (Design - done, printing not yet)&lt;br /&gt;3) Hantaran - not yet&lt;br /&gt;4) wedding cake - not yet&lt;br /&gt;5) wedding form - not yet fill up.&lt;br /&gt;6) Guest list - not yet.&lt;br /&gt;7) Door gift - not yet&lt;br /&gt;8) Mak Andam - not yet.&lt;br /&gt;9) else?..do not know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;10) Bracelet, necklace - done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says, to arrange &amp;amp; organized a wedding ceremony is an easy work. It's a tough and horrible work when you realize so many things not settle yet. Friends &amp;amp; Cliks, i beg you, please give me some advise... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-2476844535457169092?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2476844535457169092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2476844535457169092&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2476844535457169092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2476844535457169092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/10/arghmy-wedding-preparation.html' title='argh......my wedding preparation...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8828144771649872325</id><published>2009-10-01T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:29:54.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Necessities is the Mother of Inventions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SsRL2Yc3EOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/FkwmQQnxpK8/s1600-h/inovasi2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SsRL2Yc3EOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/FkwmQQnxpK8/s320/inovasi2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387514451890475234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks to Allah, Alhamdulillah, Yesterday we ( Dr. Rem, Pn. Marja, Mr Pandikar and ME @ INTAN SOLIHA) got Anugerah Inovasi Harapan sempena Majlis Penyampaian Anugerah Inovasi Universiti Malaysia Sabah 2009. This is my golden oppertunities given by Dr Rem. Thank you so much Dr. Now I belive, what we need in inventions is creativeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retrieved from Singgah Sini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Kumpulan SSS mempertandingkan ciptaan bagi aspek penjimatan ruang (menerusi projek &lt;b&gt;Kaca Pameran Pintar&lt;/b&gt;). Kumpulan ini dianggotai oleh Cik Intan Soliha Ibrahim serta En. Pandikar Endar, dan projek ini diselaraskan oleh Dr. Ramzah Dambul dan Pn. Marja Azlima Omar. Hasil inovasi ini merupakan salah satu produk pengurusan semasa persiapan menghadapi PEREKA 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8828144771649872325?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8828144771649872325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8828144771649872325&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8828144771649872325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8828144771649872325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/10/necessities-is-mother-of-inventions.html' title='Necessities is the Mother of Inventions'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SsRL2Yc3EOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/FkwmQQnxpK8/s72-c/inovasi2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3724142999663840462</id><published>2009-09-28T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:03:31.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya / Happy Eid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SsBdQJx2ucI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hkG2AHaXUpc/s1600-h/HAPPY+EID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SsBdQJx2ucI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hkG2AHaXUpc/s320/HAPPY+EID.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386407686419429826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!! Looking for me lately? Someone send an email to me and she wrote: Hi Intan, i miss your story. :)... thank you. i really appreciate my bloggers friends. Thanks for the support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish happy hari raya to all muslimin and muslimah. These year, i celebrated eid with my fiance at Sandakan. I really enjoyed. Yesterday, i held open house and Alhamdulillah, many of my friends, lecturer and students cames. Thanks to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3724142999663840462?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3724142999663840462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3724142999663840462&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3724142999663840462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3724142999663840462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-happy-eid.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya / Happy Eid'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SsBdQJx2ucI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hkG2AHaXUpc/s72-c/HAPPY+EID.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8459368903192513535</id><published>2009-09-14T10:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:28:54.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days activities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello Worlds!!!!!!!! Last two days, i just finished attend a Wedding Course  at Muis, Kota Kinabalu Sabah with my lovely fiance.Very tiring and i got back bones pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: 7.30 am - 8.30 am - brainstorm. From 8.30 am till 9.30am - Ustaz gave talk on Akhlak (behavior). 9.30 am till 11.30 am - Ustaz gave talk on Akidah (belief/conviction@iktikad). Then, from 11.30 am till 12.30 am - Ustaz gave talk on Ibadah (religious worship). 12.30pm till 1.30pm time to rest and performed sholat. Subsequently, i listened about health and financial management and time management (from 1.30 pm till 4.30 pm). Can you imagine my situations that day? like i'm doing marathon the whole days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for shopping and berbuka puasa with orphans at Hotel Tabung Haji organised by college E, UMS (from 7pm till 10.00pm). They were cute and tough. They knew that the have no family but they still can smile. I talked with them and asked a few questions. Tanpa saya sedari dengan 2 soalan sahaja dengan 2 jawapan mereka saya mampu mengalirkan air mata saya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  1 month babies also stayed at the orphanage. In other words, those babies are orphans. They doesn't know what will they face. How cruels the world for them!!!!!!!! They don't have so much friends. They crave for love. They seek for the right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ya Allah, lindungilah anak-anak yang tidak berdosa ini dari kekejaman manusia. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Like Saturday, from 8.00 am till 3.30pm. It's all about Procedur, law, and etc. Make me half-dizzy :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8459368903192513535?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8459368903192513535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8459368903192513535&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8459368903192513535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8459368903192513535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-days-activities.html' title='2 days activities...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3681824199048424780</id><published>2009-09-09T11:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:52:16.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It was a hectic week. Yesterday i was vomited because of the chronic gastric. In other words yesterday i can not fasting. Lalalalala...I took Maalox to reduce the pain. Praise to Allah it was relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SqcjkwYWCjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oP1QZ8deJaQ/s1600-h/Abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SqcjkwYWCjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oP1QZ8deJaQ/s320/Abc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379307394286619186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, i feel like i want to eat Tom Yam Steamboat @ BBQ Hot Pot 1 Borneo. The price is not really expensive. Only RM 35 per head (not including 5% government tax) and eat as much as you can. Last week i already went to BBQ Hot Pot just to eat Steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This weekend i have a wedding course at MUIS for 2 days. The purpose of wedding course to teach us how to be a good wife (that what my niece told me) and a good husband. I hope everything is moving on systematically. One of my friends asked me; Intan are you ready to be a wife? I said, hurmm... good question. I leave my friend without an answer. For me, when a women and man, decide to get marry, thats mean, he or she is ready to be responsible, no matter in what situations.  &lt;/span&gt;That a big decision that we have to made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next week, my students will seat for mid term. Become more busy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3681824199048424780?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3681824199048424780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3681824199048424780&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3681824199048424780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3681824199048424780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/09/hectic-week.html' title='Hectic Week'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SqcjkwYWCjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oP1QZ8deJaQ/s72-c/Abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1567163568044415487</id><published>2009-09-01T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:52:31.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day + Fasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Selamat Hari Kemerdekaan (Independence Day) to all Malaysian no matter where you are. Ingat, as saying goes: Hujan Emas di negeri orang, Hujan batu di negeri sendiri, tapi lebih baik di negeri sendiri. Chewah nationalism. Independence day is a national day of Malaysia commemorating independece of the Federation of Malaya from British colonial rule. We can say, its a formation of Malaysia. I love my countries. (Should i write down here to show my gratitude? Don't ask what Malaysia do to you? but ask yourself what you do to Malaysia? your contribution...) Think..think..think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last three days, Prof. Dr Amran Ahmed spend us (My fiance &amp;amp; 1, Zarina &amp;amp; her fiance, JJ, and three of Prof's students) HOT POT BBQ @ 1 Borneo. My fiance and i ate tom yam steamboat. Pergh.........very yummy, precisely at that time totally hungry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeterday, my fiance gave me a gift which is Perfume. Japanese Cherry Blossom from Body Shop. I love the smell. Thanks Hubby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1567163568044415487?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1567163568044415487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1567163568044415487&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1567163568044415487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1567163568044415487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/09/independence-day-fasting.html' title='Independence Day + Fasting'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4560647372706790668</id><published>2009-08-26T09:47:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:16:48.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting &amp; wedding card</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSfDQup-kI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3q6WHkHRoL8/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSfDQup-kI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3q6WHkHRoL8/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374095133738924610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not feeling well today...got flu &amp;amp; dizzy. While i'm writing this entry, i keep thinking what kind of questions i gonna prepare for my students..kind of quiz. My dizzy doesn't help me to think deeply. Hurmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(In picture: Mr K &amp;amp; me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece asked me; ape cerita wedding card? Actually, my wedding cards now in progress. I already finished design my wedding card. Now looking for the right material (paper). Too busy to find the material. I should find the right time and the right place to find that material. Not only me but both of us (me &amp;amp; my fiance). He's getting busy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpScfNFhuzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uKYWzW-837A/s1600-h/Image00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpScfNFhuzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uKYWzW-837A/s320/Image00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374092315262565170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday, My fiance friend's Mosli tarsat belanja kami for berbuka puasa @ Tiara Tomyam, Alam Mesra. What i can say, it was a lovely day.. Mosli brought someone special to him...???  Guess who????????? (Mos, if you read this entry, please don't get mad ok. someone special is not a judgment. Since we are in democracy world, i have the right to write my opinion). We are still waiting for the confirmation from Mosli regarding his relationship with the girl. Hope become true. Tired seeing Mos without special one...????? This girl like my young sister. i knew her since 2005. I will and always pray for her bliss. Hope their relationships begin and end with good news. End here meant marriage. God wills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, we are in fasting month, i have passion to eat a lot of food. At the end of berbuka puasa, all food just waste like that. Oh My God, wasting is not good in Islam. My fiance and me ate Sup tulang + fried squid + pegedil (made from potatoes) + dessert with 100 plus and mango juice. So deliciouse. Yummy.... Mosli and his special partner ate Kampong Fried rice + Tom yam seafood + Kangkung with belachan, a big glass of fresh orange + dessert. At the end, kami kekenyangan. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSdN7SdESI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X58V5KIoqTg/s1600-h/Image0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSdN7SdESI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X58V5KIoqTg/s320/Image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374093117938798882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kampong Fried Rice ate by Mosli's special partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSd4OMQAKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-LtVoeiXTVk/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSd4OMQAKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-LtVoeiXTVk/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374093844567556258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our dish...very deliciouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSep08dQrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DTn4D4jomSc/s1600-h/Image..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSep08dQrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DTn4D4jomSc/s320/Image..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374094696783889074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fresh Orange Juice drink by Mosli&lt;br /&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/724944437546105937-4560647372706790668?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4560647372706790668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4560647372706790668&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4560647372706790668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4560647372706790668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-wedding-card.html' title='Fasting &amp; wedding card'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SpSfDQup-kI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3q6WHkHRoL8/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3592260198955510736</id><published>2009-08-21T07:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:47:19.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan al- Mubarakh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!!!! i want to wish Salam Ramadhan to all muslimin and muslimah in the entire world. Ramadhan is the month which is Quran was revealed to the prophet Muhammad and the ninth month of Islamic calender. I still remembered one question that Shukuko asked me; Why you are fasting? I said; fasting is meant to teach the muslim patience, modesty and spirituality. Muslims asks forgiveness for past sins, perform terawikh, and try to purify themselves. And we are encourage to asks forgiveness not just in Ramadhan but everyday as long as we breath (Everyday i pray to Allah to give Hidayah to Shukuko (still waiting good news from her) and Alhamdulillah, Allah opens Kak P hearts and now she became a muslimah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My target for this Ramadhan, i can finish to read the entire section of al-Quran like two years ago and i also can perform Puasa 6 (which is after Ramadhan, meant usually at 2nd of Syawal till the end of syawal, just for 6 days.) I'm not a perfect daughter, i'm not a perfect sister to my siblings, i'm not a perfect fiance to my lovely fiance, i'm not a perfect students, i'm not a perfect tutor and because i'm not a perfect person, alwayd do mistakes, i pray to Allah to forgives me and all muslimin and muslimah. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3592260198955510736?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3592260198955510736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3592260198955510736&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3592260198955510736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3592260198955510736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-al-mubarakh.html' title='Ramadhan al- Mubarakh'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7644291575619969304</id><published>2009-08-17T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:47:54.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy + Dizzy Designing My Own Wedding Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!! How are you? I hope you are doing fine. Lately, i have been very busy designing my wedding invitation card. I think, with designing my own card it just a simple thing. Then i realize, It's not simple as i imagine. It's really tough task for me. I want my card look simple but elegance. How to make it? One of my friend made her own card for her wedding, and her card look simple but nice... i want my card simple but elegance!!!!!!!!!Guys, please help me... what kind of paper i should use? My fiance said; it just a piece of paper that written our dates and so forth.Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I Just received a sms from my supervisor; already got my internal and tomorrow i need to hand in a copy of my thesis to my internal..which is REALLY...REALLY GOOD NEWS... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-7644291575619969304?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7644291575619969304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7644291575619969304&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7644291575619969304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7644291575619969304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-dizzy-designing-my-own-wedding.html' title='Busy + Dizzy Designing My Own Wedding Card'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8506663788656168743</id><published>2009-08-11T12:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:32:35.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!!!! 1st of all, i&lt;/span&gt; gonna right something about my fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sharp 00:00 i called my fiance and i sang "Happy Birthday " to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you, Happy Bithday to you, Happy Birthday to my Hubby, Happy Birthday to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Allah selamatkan kamu, Allah selamatkan kamu, Allah selamatkan Kusnadi Nurdin, Allah selamatkan kamu......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy Birthday To U My Lovely Hubby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th August 2009 was my 1st time celebrated his birthday. I love you so much Thanks for always support and always be there for me. Apa yang saya bagi dia? Dengan claim tutor yang belum setel secara jujurnya saya tidak mempunyai bajet yang besar untuk dia tapi before his birthday saya dah prepared something &amp;amp; do not know some how, belum lagi birth&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;day dia saya dah bagi hadiah awal which is perfume. &lt;/span&gt;That night kami makan semua makanan yang dia suka. &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All i just want to write here is Saya bersyukur kerana dia di sisi saya. Sentiasa menyayangi dan mencintai saya. Thanks Abang for being there for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8506663788656168743?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8506663788656168743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8506663788656168743&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8506663788656168743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8506663788656168743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-hubby.html' title='Happy Birthday Hubby'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7641928556143441224</id><published>2009-08-03T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:22:53.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kemanusiaan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hello bloggers!!!! Too many things happen to my family right now. Last week saya menerima panggilan telefon daripada adik saya (Ce atau nama sebenarnya Abu Musa) ketika saya sedang menunggu tetamu dariapda SKMM bagi tujuan meeting dan diskusi; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello La! Ali sakit! Ambulance datang ambil kat umah. Ayah ikut sekali!!!! &lt;/span&gt;I'm shocked for a while. Tanpa membuang masa, saya terus called my 2nd younger sister (Takrim); &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello Takrim, Ali sakit ape? Takrim jawab; I do not know. Tiba2 perut dia kejang, sesak nafas, tidak boleh makan (vomit) dan tidak boleh membuang. Lantas, hati saya tertanya; Ya Allah, ape dah jadi nie? Why must Ali?...&lt;/span&gt;Tanpa membuang masa, saya terus called ayah tetapi disambut oleh my youngest brother (Kapi atau nama sebenarnya Hanafi); &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kapi ayah mana? La nak cakap dengan ayah. Kapi said; Ayah kat dalam wad kecemasan (Sebuah hospital pakar). Saya pun  pasrah dan cakap; La call back k. Take care.&lt;/span&gt; Saya terus ke Bilik Dialog tempat pertemuan bersama SKMM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang, at 6pm, saya called ayah. Adik saya cakap; Ayah tak bawa handphone, ayah p GH bawa Ali. Ali sakit semula. Saya tanya; bukan tadi ayah dah bawa Ali p hospital pakar? Adik saya cakap; Doktor kata boleh pulang rumah. Saya telephone Takrim; Takrim, ape citer lagi ni? Takrim jawab; Call balik lepas nie. Dalam wad kecemasan! tuttttttttt...tutttttttttttt....talian dimatikan. Okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sekali lagi, jam 8.30pm, saya called Takrim, tapi masuk voice mail. Jam 11pm Takrim SMS saya; La, Ali admitted! Goshhhhhh...berderu semula darah saya (shocked). Saya called Takrim dan tanya ape cerita? Takrim cakap; Doc tak boleh nak confirmkan lagi. Dipendekkan cerita after 2 days Ali ditahan dalam ward, out of sudden, Takrim SMS saya; La, Ali sedang dibawa ke dewan pembedahan...major surgery... (Doktor cancel major pembedahan yang lain dan dahulukan kes Ali) Oh my GOD!!!!!!!! Look liked very serious di pendengaran saya!!!!!!!!!! Terus saya called Takrim dan Guru kelas Ali. After 4 hours ( tak silap saya) dalam bilik pembedahan (pada 2 August 2009), Ali keluar dari bilik pembedahan...sejenis tiub dipasangkan ke dalam lubang hidung Ali dan terus bersambung ke perut. Ada 3 tebukan di perut Ali. Saya tanya Ayah; Ape doktor cakap? Ayah TIDAK MEMBERI SEBARANG RESPON KEPADA SAYA. Mungkin Ayah tak nak saya risau dan pulang ke Kuala Lumpur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ini, saya sedang menelefon Takrim (sebab, Takrim perlu jaga Ali pada sebelah malam); Doctor kat dalam, sedang rawat Ali. 4.30pm baru Doktor keluar. Call balik jam 5pm nanti. Ayah kena halau malam tadi sewaktu jaga Ali sebab tak ada pass. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAYA TAHU ITU POLISI. ANAK DIA BARU SAHAJA SELESAI MENJALANI PEMBEDAHAN, TAK KAN LA PENGAWAL KESELAMATAN ITU TIDAK ADA ERTI KEMANUSIAAN!!!!!! SELAMA INI OK JER AYAH SAYA JAGA DIA TANPA PAS!!!! TAK BOLEH KE DIA CONSIDER YANG AYAH SAYA DAH TUA (70 Tahun)..TENGAH2 MALAM TERPAKSA AYAH SAYA BALIK KE RUMAH DENGAN MENAIKI TEKSI!!!!!!!! AYAH SAYA TAK BOLEH JALAN SENDIRIAN KERANA MEMPUNYAI MASALAH JANTUNG. IF SOMETHING HAPPEN MALAM TADI DEKAT AYAH SAYA MACAM MANA? AGAKNYA DALAM AKHBAR AKAN KELUAR BEGINI; SEORANG WARGA EMAS MENINGGAL DUNIA AKIBAT SERANGAN JANTUNG DALAM PERJALANAN KE RUMAH DENGAN MENAIKI TEKSI SELEPAS DIHALAU OLEH PENGAWAL KESELAMATAN GH SEWAKTU INGIN MENEMANI ANAKNYA YANG BARU SAHAJA SELESAI MENJALANI MAJOR SURGEY. RASA-RASANYA, IMEJ GH TERCEMAR ATAU TIDAK? COME ON..USE YOUR OWN COMMAN SENSE, IF SOMEDAY BAPAK DIA ATAU DIA KENA HALAU DARI MANA2 TEMPAT DENGAN NIAT NAK JAGA SESEORANG, APA PERASAAN ITU? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYA TIDAK MINTA SOMETHING HAPPEN TO MY FATHER...CUMA NAK JELASKAN APA KEADAAN SEBENAR SEKIRANYA SOMETHING BAD HAPPEN TO MY FATHER..FIKIR..FIKIRKAN...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-7641928556143441224?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7641928556143441224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7641928556143441224&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7641928556143441224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7641928556143441224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/08/kemanusiaan.html' title='Kemanusiaan'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8676759070497320804</id><published>2009-07-27T15:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:29:52.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind my Name..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello bloggers!!!!!!!! I got flu since last 3 days ago..pluss my head start dizzy. Because of that i can not focus on my work. Ghoshhhhhhhhhhhh...too many things to do. The worst thing happend when i can't focus on my viva questions that given by Mr Syah. I felt so bad. Forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the meanings behind your name? i do. Intan Soliha Ibrahim means hyper and spirited. Ok Friends..this is just for fun...you can get this from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/&lt;/span&gt;. I like to highlight it once again, it just for fun. Nothing to belive...depends on you and this is the result for me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited...which can be a good or bad thing &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(Hurm..i'm not sure about this..might be)&lt;/span&gt;. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(hurm..what it means ha?)&lt;/span&gt;. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; (my master thesis just finish in 3 semester only)&lt;/span&gt;. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the project you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You are very intuitive and wise &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(I like this statement)&lt;/span&gt;. You understand the world better than most people &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(i think i do, but sometimes my friends say..no la...and know it happens...they just shut their mouth!!!)&lt;/span&gt;. You also have a very active imagination (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Certainly yes...Dr Rem, Kak Pauline and i got discussion on PEREKA..out of sudden i said I'm hungry and imagine that i ate something which is Fried Chicken!!! Dr Rem said...amboi kuatnya imaginasi siap ada spesifikasi lagi!!!&lt;/span&gt;). You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paronia and jealousy &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(thats true..i'm afraid to go somewhere via bus...jealousy? i'm a young lady ok..what do u expect?)&lt;/span&gt;. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(Totally right...keep thingking and asking questions and now my fiance become victim coz i loved to asked him many questions)&lt;/span&gt;. You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; (That's why, now i'm in Kota Kinabalu...)&lt;/span&gt;. You're most comfortable when you are far away from home &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(Exactly YES!!!!! and i do not know why and my father realize about that)&lt;/span&gt;. You are quit passionate and easily tempted (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;20% accurate&lt;/span&gt;). Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(what do you expect? i got hyper thyroid and surely i got problems with my impulse)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are usually the best at everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(Thank you Allah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...you strive at perfection &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(definately Yess!!!but i know nobody in this world perfect except Prophet (S.A.W)&lt;/span&gt;. You are confident, authoritative and aggressive &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(Definately Yess)&lt;/span&gt;. You have the classic Type A personality &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(no comment, who are you to evaluate my name, beside that u do not know me?)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are the total package - suave &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(i think, i'm not good enough in persuassion)&lt;/span&gt;, sexy &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(totally not true...i'm not sexy..apatah lagi cantik..jauh sekali) &lt;/span&gt;, smart &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(everyone claim that they are smart)&lt;/span&gt;, and strong &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(tell you guys, i'm pretty strong (mental))&lt;/span&gt;. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(i don't think so)&lt;/span&gt;. You don't always resist your urgue to crush the weak &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(What happens now, the weak one always make me mad and keep urgue with me..I totally don't like him!!!)&lt;/span&gt;. Just remembered, they don't have as much going for them as you do &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Of course...he act like that to me because he know, everytimes he loss...and everytime i won. he forgot 1 thing that i'm strong at heart and mental)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(everybody have their aim)&lt;/span&gt;. You are solid and dependable &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(Yes i do)&lt;/span&gt;. You are loyal and people can count on you. At times, you can be a bit too serious &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(I think that everyday i'm serious)&lt;/span&gt;. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(i admit it)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are lighted hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's me&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;.70%&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8. You are truly an original person (If i'm not an original person, i'm what?). You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/724944437546105937-8676759070497320804?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8676759070497320804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8676759070497320804&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8676759070497320804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8676759070497320804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/07/behind-my-name.html' title='Behind my Name..'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6458723482507465330</id><published>2009-07-20T15:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:52:03.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hi bloggers!!!! Last saturday, hubby and i went to KK bought our new clothes for Raya. I felt pity on him. coz, he looked very tired. Me? as usual, bab2 shopping nie, tak ada rasa penat dan letih (yang mengangkat barang jer letih). Yesterday we went to KK b'coz i want to watch The Proposal. Unfortunately, the movie not release yet (in Malaysia). I felt dissappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had lunch together, we began our activities (window shopping ler...). I do not knew how, but my eyes capture something very special. MJ's CD. So, we sopped at 1 shop nie. Saya pun belek2 la MJ's CD. My hubby asked these question to the salesgirl; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Berapa harga CD nie? &lt;/span&gt;Then, that salesgirl replied; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;RM 40.90 yang ORI. yang tak ORI (pirates punyer) RM 10. Nie yang tak ORI&lt;/span&gt;. Bulat mata saya mendegar jawapan salesgirl tersebut. Tanpa ada perasaan bersalah dia menunjukkan CD cetak rompak. OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How come they do these to MJ's childrens!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i asked my hubby to go to the others shop. The same case happened. All of them, showed us the pirates 1. They also sales the ORI 1 and they also sales the pirates 1. How come rrrrrrrr????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pihak Berkuasa, if u read my entry, please do something. Benda nie bukan sahaja berlaku pada artis luar negara, malah dalam negara. BUKAN SAYA NAK JAGA KEBAJIKAN ARTIS KITA MAHUPUN ARTIS LUAR NEGARA ...TAPI INI SOAL INTEGRITI DAN DIGNITY. PENJUAL CD PUN SAMA!!!!!!!TANPA RASA BERSALAH DAN  MALU, ANDA SUDAHLAH DI BAGI LESEN BERNIAGA YANG SAH, TAPI ANDA SENDIRI MELAKUKAN KESALAHAN INI. MELAMPAU BETUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SAYA TIDAK MENAFIKAN BAHAWA CD YANG ORI DIJUAL DENGAN HARGA YANG MAHAL, ACTUALLY PENERBIT DAN PENGEDAR CAN DO SOMETHING TO REDUCE THE COST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET SAY, CD PIRATES DIJUAL DENGAN HARGA RM 10. HOW? COST UTK MEMBELI 1 CD ADALAH RM 1. THEY JUST BURN THE CD AND SOLD IT. PENERBIT DAN PENGEDAR? YEAH I KNOW ALL OF U THINK OF PROFIT. SEE WHAT PROFIT CAN GIVE U RIGHT NOW? HOW MUCH U EARN? DON'T BE SO DUMB!!!!!!!! SOMETIMES I KEEP THINKING, WHY SHOULD I BUY THE ORI CD? QUALITY? LEBIH KURANG SAMA. THESE SITUATIONS STILL HAPPENS COZ WE SUPPORT THE PIRATES!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-6458723482507465330?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6458723482507465330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6458723482507465330&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6458723482507465330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6458723482507465330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html' title='WHAT???'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4779113698447872211</id><published>2009-07-15T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:14:43.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sl2YW514ZOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sQ-pBpSTrcw/s1600-h/pereka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sl2YW514ZOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sQ-pBpSTrcw/s320/pereka1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358606650892117218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello bloggers!!!!!!!!!! How do u do? Just now i finishing my article that will be publish in journal (hehehehe...my baby step that will lead to another step)...And now, i'm preparing myself for my 2nd international conference that will be held on this coming October (not my baby step anymore). After the international conference, i'm planning to publish my article in journal hopefully international journal (i keep asking myself; can i publish my article in the international journal?) If other people can do it, why i can't? InsyaAllah i can do it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Basya Intan&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last year, once again i'm busy with my class. This semester i was responsible to handle 2 subjects (which is my tutorial class become 11 classess). Hurmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I have to manage my time. Coz many things i get to do from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What drives me so "bengang". I had a friend (not necessary for me to write here his/her name) which is he or she doesn't understand how busy i am. sikit2 ini..sikit2 itu...kalau tak balas sms or ym terus merajuk... eihhhhh..penatla nk melayan!!!! Come on!!! dah besarkan... Nak jer saya bercerita dengan fiance saya, tp this case nampak remeh sangat..jadi idok ler saya bercerita. Before i forget, Thank You Hubby for understand my situation :). This Saturday baru kami nak p cari kain utk buat baju Raya. (I loves Shopping)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-4779113698447872211?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4779113698447872211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4779113698447872211&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4779113698447872211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4779113698447872211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-baby-step.html' title='My Baby Step'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sl2YW514ZOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sQ-pBpSTrcw/s72-c/pereka1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-5884093920291172653</id><published>2009-07-06T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:19:47.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEREKA + WELCOME new Freshies to SSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SlG_R-hhPYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7ISyxB_O5SE/s1600-h/msm09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SlG_R-hhPYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7ISyxB_O5SE/s320/msm09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355271747482500482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hello bloggers!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Konbawa!!!! its 4.48pm. I only have 10 minutes to write this entry. Quit cold to stand in my pasca room. What a hectic months...(B4 i forget, my  wireless network connections was down for a few minutes, whish is make me stuck to upload the pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i want to wish a warm welcome to all new students to School of Social Science. I cited this news from SSS web sites;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Julai 2009 (DKP A2 &amp;amp; Sekitar Sekolah Sains Sosial)&lt;/b&gt;: Sekolah Sains Sosial menyambut kedatangan seramai lebih kurang 350 orang mahasiswa/i baru, ambilan sesi 2009/2010. Acara dimulakan di DKP A2 pada jam 9.00am dengan ucapan amanat dan pengenalan SSS oleh Prof. Madya Dr. Asmady Idris, Dekan Sekolah Sains Sosial. Ia kemudian disusuli dengan tayangan video aktiviti SSS, yang diselaraskan oleh Cik Intan Soliha Ibrahim (pelajar pascasiswazah Program Komunikasi). Penamat bagi segmen pagi di DKP A2 adalah ceramah motivasi bertajuk &lt;i&gt;“Bagaimana Mengharungi Kehidupan Sebagai Mahasiswa”&lt;/i&gt;, yang disampaikan oleh Pn. Marja Azlima Omar (Program Hubungan Antarabangsa). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ll of you are invited to see our website at; http://sssums.wordpress.com (mane2 alumni sss tueboleh lah layari laman web ini, sekiranya ingin melihat perkembangan semasa SSS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SlHAAGEsJyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LzzltuPUFxM/s1600-h/PEREKA_all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SlHAAGEsJyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LzzltuPUFxM/s320/PEREKA_all.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355272539783046946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;his month, i really busy with PEREKA. Di sini saya uploadkan sekali gambar semua researchers yang ikut this competition that will be held on 9th July till 11th July at DC.   Good Luck to all of you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Photo: Credited by; Dr.R)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-5884093920291172653?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/5884093920291172653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=5884093920291172653&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5884093920291172653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5884093920291172653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/07/pereka-welcome-new-freshies-to-sss.html' title='PEREKA + WELCOME new Freshies to SSS'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SlG_R-hhPYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7ISyxB_O5SE/s72-c/msm09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8470202442695307588</id><published>2009-06-30T09:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:06:30.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ, Transformer2: Tsunami</title><content type='html'>Hello bloggers!!!!!! Ohayougozaimasu!!!!! We meet again. I am thinking about my old friend, Shukuko. She's a Japanese. Long time i am not hear any news from her. I hope she's fine and she get the Hidayah from merciful Allah. I still remembered her first question to me; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Namae wa nan desu ka? (what is your name?) I replied; Watashi wa Intan Soliha Ibrahim (My name is Intan Soliha Ibrahim). She asked me back; Nihongo ga wakarimasu ka? (Do u understand Japanese?) I said; Hai, Chotto wakarimasu (Yes i understand a bit). But now i know, au wa wakare no hajime&lt;/span&gt; (pertemuan adalah permulaan bagi perpisahan).. Stop talking about me and Shukuko...kami belum berpisah lagi..just lama x dengar habaq...i want to talk about him...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkmPE9r92fI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NboYEB5AEoc/s1600-h/historytourpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkmPE9r92fI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NboYEB5AEoc/s320/historytourpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352966947547765234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I, you, we, us, and they know about the hot news in the world. every one talked about him...Michael Jackson. I am not a big fans of him. But i love his moon walk dance. Gracias por la magicia...talento musical..rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkmOlAtPCeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wTj6wgttMwY/s1600-h/Transformers+2+Promo+Stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkmOlAtPCeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wTj6wgttMwY/s320/Transformers+2+Promo+Stand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352966398602578402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd, i would like to write about Transformer 2. I tell you guys, you have to watch this movie. Really awesome. Congrats Michael Bay. Have u realize, at the time they release the movies in theatres, then, we get shocked with MJ death?. At this moment, what i can say, most of the MJ fans and others try to get the copies of his albums. That only happens when a stars die!!!! Feel sorry for that. I also realized, the times Transformer was released every theatres in the world full house. Then, when the news about MJ death bombing, people stop talking about transformer. MJ death more attractive like Tsunami.Until now more than 349,428 MJ's fans share their memory at http://www.michaeljackson.com .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8470202442695307588?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8470202442695307588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8470202442695307588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8470202442695307588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8470202442695307588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-transformer2-tsunami.html' title='MJ, Transformer2: Tsunami'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkmPE9r92fI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NboYEB5AEoc/s72-c/historytourpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-498863451419637473</id><published>2009-06-23T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:19:48.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech &amp; Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkBI0f3w1dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0gQMO3d7JX0/s1600-h/tv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkBI0f3w1dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0gQMO3d7JX0/s320/tv2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350356424061933010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hello bloggers!!!!!!!! How do you feel today? i feel tense. tense about what? tense about technology!!! why technology? I should feel comfortable with technology because of the attributes of the innovations such as the relatife advantage of innovation, compatibility but i don't like the complexity of innovation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is technology? Why those people invent technology?. No technology, No modernity. Technology is refer to the material objects of use to humanity, such as machines, hardware or utensils, but can also encompass broader themes including systems, methods of organization and techniques. I don't want to write about the technical part of technology,but the impact of technology on me!!!! Especially broadcasting. TV and radio is part of the technology. Satellite tv, satellite radio, radio goes digital, everything goes digital in broadcasting and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarizing McLuhan's thesis; "The new technologies...radically alter the entire way people use their five senses, the way they react to things, and therefore their entire lives and the entire society. It doesn't matter what the content of a medium like TV is...twenty hours a day of sadistic cowboys caving in people teeth or...Pablo Casals droning away on his cello" (Levinson, 1999).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As with all McLuhan ideas, he had a catchy way of putting this; "We shape our tools and they in turn shape us"!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, i think this is seriouse circumtances. Every morning (Mon-Thurs), i watched RTM's 2 from 7.30am till 10.30am. During that time, i had one favorite segment (chinese drama), sharp 9.30am  i sat in front of the TV. Just to watch that drama. Lately, i'm quit busy with the PEREKA's competition (Pertandingan Penyelidikan &amp;amp; Rekacipta) where i'm one of the participant. Now, i missed the chinese drama segments,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i felt like something was wrong with me&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Usually, i will be in my postgrade's room by noon&lt;/span&gt; (after i had my lunch). &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, from 8.30am till 6pm i will be in my postgrade's room &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just to acces the internet, find something interesting for my poster, have discussion with my pasca friends who involved in this competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, sharp 9.30 am i will access RTM tv streaming. Unfortunately, tv 2 life show is not working!!!! I really really trully get angry. Because i want to know what happened to the Xue er (princess), Lin xhi (dwarf) and Dong xu (prince, the son of the devils women). I want to know what's going with their relationships and the conflict. Like yesterday, i know Xue er fall in love with Lin xhi. But she cannot shows the love because of dot..dot..dot... if you want to know about this drama, watch it..hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkBJNlYy3bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/sg2k-EhCOfQ/s1600-h/viet8057.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkBJNlYy3bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/sg2k-EhCOfQ/s320/viet8057.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350356855039385010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, the tools slowly shape us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"We shape our tools and they in turn shape us"!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture Retrieved from; terragaleria.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&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/724944437546105937-498863451419637473?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/498863451419637473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=498863451419637473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/498863451419637473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/498863451419637473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/06/tech-me.html' title='Tech &amp; Me...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SkBI0f3w1dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0gQMO3d7JX0/s72-c/tv2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-5924348464794665210</id><published>2009-06-18T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:11:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday + Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SjoET4LNM0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DobXwgzBh_4/s1600-h/birthday_cake.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SjoET4LNM0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DobXwgzBh_4/s320/birthday_cake.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348592246999298882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!!!!!!!!Yesterday was my birthday. Happy Birthday Intan!!!!!!!!!!! Which surprisingly was a relief because i for some reason thought i was turning 25. I'm not a teenagers anymore coz now i'm become a young lady...a very young lady :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i am a lucky young girl,because the day of my birthday was on international conference ( Konferensi Antarauniversiti Se Borneo-Kalimantan 5) at my University. I was one of the presenter and of course i present my paper. So, because of the conference, i had been very busy. That day, i received many sms from my friends. Thanks to all of you... After i finished presented my paper, one questions came up; What i should wear for my birthday dinner tonight? i want to look pretty, cute, in front of my fiance. Then i just wear white t-shirt with green scaft. And you know what? My fiance said; Cantiknya dia malam nie...cutenya dia... berseri-seri...heheheheehe...kombang kempih sat hidung saya.Tapi dalam hati...Wow!!!!! he said i'm beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I telling u guys, my fiance not a romantic man. He do not know what to buy for my birthday. He want to buy a handbag, fragrance, jewels and other stuff. Then, he do not know, which one he wants to buy. Mr. K belanja saya makan pizza hut and many times he said; Happy birhday my sweetheart. I love You... . That made me happy.Becuse he do not know what to buy for me, then he asked me what i wants for my birthday? I said, i do not know. Maybe abang can buy something from body shop. Because i love fragrance from bodyshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SjoEbrzaKiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bhs-DJJbSvU/s1600-h/nd.3330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SjoEbrzaKiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bhs-DJJbSvU/s320/nd.3330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348592381117213218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then, he just bought a perfume from Body Shop and MNG pants for me. And i pretty sure that he spends alot of money on MNG. Thanks hubby..I love you so much:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-5924348464794665210?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/5924348464794665210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=5924348464794665210&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5924348464794665210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5924348464794665210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-birthday-conference.html' title='My Birthday + Conference'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SjoET4LNM0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DobXwgzBh_4/s72-c/birthday_cake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2478901877239998269</id><published>2009-06-04T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:05:13.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Funny Story&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sidx3qi22wI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YshPHmzthp0/s1600-h/1Borneo_16_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sidx3qi22wI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YshPHmzthp0/s320/1Borneo_16_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343364684025617154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello bloggers!!! Couple days ago i went to 1B (One Borneo is the Largest Lifestyle Hypermall that Kota Kinabalu has ever seen and the largest mall in Borneo. Located near University Malaysia Sabah) with my fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These is how the story began. I was prepared the presentation slide show for the conference. Suddenly my handphone rang dan saya terus menjawab panggilan tanpa melihat siapa yang called. oooo...my fiance rupanya. He remind me that it's already 17.30pm. So, dengan kelam kabutnya, saya mengemas meja saya dan terus keluar ddari bilik pasca. At that time, i was quit rushing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, we arrived at 1B. With happy feelings i walked into the building. Most of the people there looked at me and they gave me a smile. Slowly, i whispered; Why those people look at me? Do i look so pretty today?. (I wear kurung in pink colour. At that time i didn't realize anything weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan langkah bergayanya saya berjalan menuju ke bahagian tengah 1B. Dikelilingi oleh manusia. I do not knew why, tibe-tibe hati saya tergerak untuk melihat ke bawah. Oh My God!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kaki Kanan saya pakai Sandal Jalan dan Kaki kiri saya pakai selipar toilet!!!!!!!! How come u Intan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Without wasting my timed, i asked a favor from my fiance. Dia pergi ke kereta dan ambil high heel saya. 10 minit i had to wait for my fiance. Malunya saya!!!!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come i didn't realize. pesanan saya kepada semua readers; look before u leap. Perhatikan kaki anda, baju anda, skirt anda, seluar anda, mana tahu ada yang tak ngam. don't be like me.huhuhu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-2478901877239998269?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2478901877239998269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2478901877239998269&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2478901877239998269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2478901877239998269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-funny-story.html' title='What a Funny Story&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/Sidx3qi22wI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YshPHmzthp0/s72-c/1Borneo_16_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3933890984407530282</id><published>2009-05-25T16:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:51:55.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Persuasive...persuasive...persuasive...hurmmm...i'm not good enough in persuasion&lt;/span&gt;. Menurut Severin dan Tankard; there is no right and wrong in the theory. It just an idea. Lebih kurang begitu la. Severin and Tankard (2001:151) state that persuasion is one of the most basic forms of communication. So we have to know how to persuade persons. But La nie i'm quit busy with examines and studies on model-model proses pembujukan oleh Bettinghaus, Larson dan Severin dan Tankard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to understands what Severin and Tankard wrote on persuasive is not a problems. Coz from 2004 til now i used to read their book and other scholars (not included Bettinghause and Larson even i'd heard the name) books related to Model of Persuasive. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que Paso? No tengo ni ide!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;I am a communication students majoring in Digital Radio Broadcast. No..thats not a good reason. The only reasons was, i'm not seriouse with that. Saya terlalu teruja dengan teori2 dan model2 yang berkaitan dengan pendigitilan. what a shame...to be a scholar is not easy. lot of efforts kna ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in my opinion, the basic is to understand the elaboration likelihood model. If people ask me about the relevancy, I will say; YES!!! We can see through the mass media campaign such as breast cancer campaign. Most of the women afraid with the breast cancer term and they were aware with the symptom and above 40 yrs went to the clinic for the medical check up (mammogram). Nowadays many of women are aware with the symptoms and they are willing to go for the mammogram (which is i never go for that, I want to go but...). It show that the campaign were successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What drive the campaign were successful? May be the way of mass media play their role and how to make a campaign full of awareness (in general) and then persuade the ladies to go for the mammogram. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we talked about persuasion that means we talked about attitude...attitude change. For example people like or not. Attitudes are important because they influence actions. So, when a girl in a moody so we know that she need spaces. So, we have to know how to persuade her to attract her to give response. Like, do not do something can make her feel worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop here. too cold to stand in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3933890984407530282?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3933890984407530282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3933890984407530282&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3933890984407530282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3933890984407530282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/05/model.html' title='Model...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-5270215210323909788</id><published>2009-05-20T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:50:04.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy + Hot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/ShOn-s2oCQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/C3-wSyVv3FA/s1600-h/PENING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/ShOn-s2oCQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/C3-wSyVv3FA/s320/PENING.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337794678998173954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello bloggers!!!!!!!!!! What i can write here, this 2 month (refer to May &amp;amp; June) will drive me dizzy. A lot of work i have to do. Almost 1 month i didn't go to the cinema..bowling da berbulan2 saya tak menjejakkan kaki ke sana because everyday was a hectic day!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Conference text &amp;amp; slide show + thesis + preparation for my pre-viva + searching  data for book + LEARN HOW TO COOK (preparation before i get marry)!!!!!!!!!... all come in 1. My friends M asked me; hantaran da siap? ape nak dihantar?majlis kat mane? baju mcm mana? bila nak jahit? nak buat gaya yang macam mana? Oh My God!The only answered i can give; after October i will focus on that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;This part make me HOT!!! Org tua2 cakap..engaged nie banyak cabarannya...lepas satu-satu perempuan datang menganggu.eeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bikin panas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!......kalau dah lelaki tue tak sambut panggilan or tak balas sms, harap mengertilah kan. ini tak faham2 nak jugak MENGGATAL!!!!...(ini ayat emosi..please read with the right tune)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurmmm...ini semua dugaan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-5270215210323909788?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/5270215210323909788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=5270215210323909788&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5270215210323909788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5270215210323909788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/05/dizzy-hot.html' title='Dizzy + Hot...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/ShOn-s2oCQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/C3-wSyVv3FA/s72-c/PENING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8921210501845870518</id><published>2009-05-08T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:13:23.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW EXPERIENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I believe Allah will show me the right path". Last week i started my journey with my fiance at 6.30 am by car down to Sandakan. This is the first time i went to Sandakan by Car and also his first time drive a car to Sandakan.  We visited his family, friends and his teacher. That was a long journey (memang lama...just imagine 9 hours punya perjalanan!!!)Pepatah Melayu kata; Jauh perjalanan, Luas pemandangan. Memang jauh dan memang banyak pemandangan yang dapat dinikmati oleh mata ini. Subhanallah, begitulah tanah yang menghijau ciptaan Tuhan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;His family were polite and the most important thing was mereka terima saya dengan baik. Three days  we stayed in his parents house. Rumah Kampung tapi sangat panas kerana bekalan elektrik dicatur. From 4am - 7 am ada elektrik, then from 7 am - 6.30pm no electricity. From 6.30pm - midnite ada elektrik. Unfortunately, sepanjang 3 hari saya di sana bekalan elektrik terputus. Can u imagine my situations? That was my new experience. Tak pernah sepanjang hidup saya sampai 3 hari berturut-turut x ada bekalan elektrik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;On Monday we went to his teacher's house. Kami bermalam di sana. Terpegun saya melihat keakraban mereka. Bagaimana seorang guru berjaya menanam sikap setiakawan dalam diri anak2 muridnya. Membantu anak2 muridnya dalam kesusahan tanpa mengira soal wang. He was a great Teacher. My fiance told me that Cikgu AB was a great techer in Sabah. Congrats sir!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually, sepanjang saya di sana, i got flu. Yang paling best adalah bab makan2. Sedapnya masakan orang Bugis. Dan setibanya saya di KK saya telah mencuba resepi2 tersebut. hehehe.. Yang lucunya Mr K (my fiance) kena marah dengan parents dia sebab saya demam. Mereka ingat Mr K tak jaga saya...hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8921210501845870518?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8921210501845870518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8921210501845870518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8921210501845870518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8921210501845870518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-experience.html' title='NEW EXPERIENCE'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3399417427302985300</id><published>2009-04-28T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:18:56.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SfatutheF8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Y4L9r9fLszk/s1600-h/sweet+%26+abg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329638227045128130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SfatutheF8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Y4L9r9fLszk/s320/sweet+%26+abg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a happy young lady in Kepong. She has a big family. They lived in bliss. After she got flying colours in her high education certificate, she went to Kota Kinabalu. Everytime she struggled in her studies. Day after day, time after time, once again she got flying colours and completed her BA. Hons. Then, she continued to Master level. This young lady used to spend long hours all along just for her research. Once in a blue moon, she outing with her friends. People said, her life is abnormal. How come, she can just sat and written along the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One day, she met a prince charming, and be friend. They had a wonderfull time together. One day, the prince charming came and said; WOULD YOU MARRY ME? This young lady shocked and after a second, she laughed and said; YES!!!!!!!!!!. Then they got engaged after they had permissions from Intan's father. hehehe..that's about me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/724944437546105937-3399417427302985300?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3399417427302985300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3399417427302985300&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3399417427302985300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3399417427302985300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/04/engaged.html' title='Engaged...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SfatutheF8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Y4L9r9fLszk/s72-c/sweet+%26+abg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3362475302343331666</id><published>2009-04-09T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:22:15.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEHILANGAN MU..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SgPreW85dDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6Ir095dyexg/s1600-h/Azman20Mohamed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333365290526405682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SgPreW85dDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6Ir095dyexg/s320/Azman20Mohamed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sedang saya berseronok dengan paperwork saya yang bakal dibentangkan dalam satu International Conference tiba2 N.A datang kepada saya dan khabarkan kepada saya dengan nada yang begini; Kak, Kak tahu tak yang Mr Azman dah meninggal semalam?....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tergamam saya buat seketika. Innalillah..tanpa membuang masa terus saya mengforwardkan mesej tersebut melalui kiriman SMS, email dan friendster. saya sempat call Dzul one of my ex class mate. Marilah kita sama2 sedekahkan Al-fatihah kepada arwah semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat dan ditempatkan dalam golongan orang2 yang beriman. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Teringat saya kisah 3 tahun lepas. Beliau sangat mudah meminjamkan saya buku2nya. Beliau merupakan library kepada saya. Buku dijual kepada saya dengan harga yg murah dan beliau sangat concern terhadap thesis saya. Sewaktu saya undergrade, beliau banyak menyumbangkan buku2 dan semasa saya sedang menyiapkan Master thesis saya, beliau sering bertanya perkembangan research saya. Walaupun ketika itu, beliau berada dalam keadaan yang tidak sihat dan masih memberikan saya nasihat dan pandangan. Hebatnya arwah...sakit bukan penghalang untuk beliau terus berbakti kepada anak bangsa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Masih segar dalam ingatan saya, 3 tahun lepas, kami sering ketawa dalam kelas beliau dan acapkali menunjukkan muka kepenatan. Arwah tetap sabar dalam melayan karenah kami. Arwah paling suka ketawa dan senyum. Belum pernah saya nampak arwah marah sepanjang 5 tahun saya mengenalinya. Tiap kali, habis jer kuliah, mesti beliau bagi kami nasihat. Anak2 nakal macam kami nie, masuk telinga kanan dan keluar telinga kiri. Namun, selepas mendengar khabar berita sedih ini, ramai rakan saya yang sms dan menyatakan kesedihan dan kekesalan mereka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saya pernah berangan-angan, sekiranya, sebelum saya viva saya akan menghubungi Mr Azman untuk meminta pandangannya. Selepas Viva saya akan bercerita mengenai perjalanan viva saya. Begitu banyak cerita yang saya nak berkongsikan dengan beliau. Moga Allah mencucuri rahmat kepada rohnya dan beliau ditempatkan dalam kalangan orang-orang yang beriman. Amin.&lt;/span&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/724944437546105937-3362475302343331666?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3362475302343331666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3362475302343331666&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3362475302343331666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3362475302343331666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/04/kehilangan-mu.html' title='KEHILANGAN MU..'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SgPreW85dDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6Ir095dyexg/s72-c/Azman20Mohamed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1863773751205035828</id><published>2009-03-28T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:07:32.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET &amp; SOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello....since last two week i have been very busy with my own work + bussiness. Then S asked me, what kind of work and bussiness?  As all of u know, my work is all about my research lorrr!!! Bussiness? Now, i am doing part time Master of Ceremony (MC) and also Cake Bussiness (Moist Choc Cake)..very2 delicious u know..hahahaha... after this sesape yang nak kawin, buat besday party, or macam2 event, need MC please contact me. Serious..please contact me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday, i joined Maulidur Rasul nyer Perbarisan... berarak dari Masjid UMS till Chanselori Hall..(mana x students UMS da boleh bayangkan jauhnye mcm mana...) Dlm 11.30am gitu, majlis tersebut selesai..then Mr K and i went to the Kg E to take lunch. After that he went to mosque dan saya terus ke pejabat HEP KG E. Around 4 pm one of mt students came to the HEP and inform us that his friends very sick...heart problems...can not talk and walk. Then we decided to called Ambulance from our Klinik Warga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The hard part was, when we want to carry her down from 4th floor. Can you imagine, we need 8 person to carry her down. She's quit big. Tak silap saya, kami memerlukan 25 minit untuk bawa dia turun hingga ke ambulans. Sampai jer kat Klinik Warga, that student still x bersuara. Then, we decided to sent her to QE. Sampai jer kat QE...itu ini ......1 jam setengah gak kami menunggu.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dalam masa menunggu tue saya dan FF (not farah fauzana k) bercerita...its all about love. Don't you realize when a girl met her friends (also a girl) they loved to talk about their relationship!!!! FF asked me a few questions like...Kak, serius ke nak bawa Mr K jumpa family? Macam mana rasanya bercinta? and bla..bla..bla......   Seriously, when u fall in love with someone, you don't have any reasons why you fall in love with him or her. Thats based on my experiences with Mr K lorrr.... So, FF and me shared our story... what a lovely time we had..hahahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, Mr K jemput saya di QE. Pastu kami p makan kat Anjung Selera...sampai kat Kg E dalam jam 8.45pm gitu...turun jer ari kereta terus saya dan FF p Pejabat HEP...kami duty that night. Sangat PENAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Apa taknya...baju yang dipakai dari jam 6am till 10pm tidak berganti-ganti... students masuk kat opis..senyum2 tengok kami yang memang dalam masa 16 jam tidak mandi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After 10pm terus kami balik rumah masing... dalam 10.42 saya received 1 called from kawan budak yang sakit...Dia cerita kawan dia pengsan lagi....Bedebuk saya rasa...trus saya panggil Kak A untuk tengok that students.... Dr just bagi dia Paracetomol, Magnesium Trisilct, and Ponstan. Kak A pun nasihat kat kawan2 budak tue agar memastikan si kawan yang sakit untuk makan dan minum...at least milo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Moral of the story, kepada mereka yang bergelar pelajar, jangan sesekali mengabaikan kesihatan. Sibuk macam mana pun, makan tetap kena makan. Sakit macam mana pun kena kuat semangat...dan &lt;strong&gt;MAKAN. YOU HAVE TO EAT SOMETHING OK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Ingat PREVENTION IS BETTER THAN CURE. Badan sihat, otak pun cerdas!!!!!!!!!!!! &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/724944437546105937-1863773751205035828?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1863773751205035828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1863773751205035828&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1863773751205035828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1863773751205035828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-sour.html' title='SWEET &amp; SOUR'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8266862383362272229</id><published>2009-03-12T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:39:57.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alkisah Terlupa...</title><content type='html'>" I am thinking of you... In my sleepless solitude tonight...If its wrong to love you...Then my heart just wont let me right... " that my message tone.. My All, Mariah Carey... I wonder who send me the SMS in the early morning. Dengan malasnya, saya membaca sms tersebut yang berbunyi begini;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our wedding day is nearing! we would like you to send us your address so we can send our invitation to welcome you in celebrating our love... - S &amp;amp; W- ".. (Received 2nd Feb 09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God... suddenly..i screaming and laughing... Yes!!!!!!!!!! Akhirnya kahwin jugak rakan saya yang seorang nie. Dengan bangganya saya membalas sms tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, i'd received this sms;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Thanks for your address. Our wedding is on 8th March 09. Don't forget to look out for our card in your postbox soon :)".... (Received 6th Feb 09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my Mr K about this. then he said.. "pergilah"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr R call me the next 2 week and he inform me about our Pameran pendidikan Jom Masuk UMS... on 7th - 8th March 09. How come i forgot about my friends wedding!!!! Then i said ; "ok".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i already set the reminder. on 8th March 09, 9 am my alert time ringging. Goshhhhhhh!!!! Alamak W nikah ari ni la...!!!! Dengan cemasnya, saya menghantar sms ucap tahniah dan selamat dan secara langsungnya saya mohon maaf sebab x dapat hadir... sedihnya saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For S &amp;amp; W; life in bliss k....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8266862383362272229?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8266862383362272229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8266862383362272229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8266862383362272229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8266862383362272229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/03/alkisah-terlupa.html' title='Alkisah Terlupa...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1152361294739282410</id><published>2009-03-06T08:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:14:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind Your Favourite Flowers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For Women, flowers means the attractive. Brings happiness to all the entire world especially women. hehehe... Do you know that your favourite flowers can tell about you and your personality.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here i start with my favourite  flower in the first ranking in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbB3XUMsqpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tQADMll-7kk/s1600-h/dmc_fz7_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbB3XUMsqpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tQADMll-7kk/s320/dmc_fz7_08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309875203112479378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Daisy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; means refreshing, optimistic and loving to spend a lot of times in nature. People who like daisy mostly have this kind of personality; they notice things other miss. I like daisy because of the simplicity. Daisy stand so straight and proud as if they haven't a care in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbB7kTblZZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/McoC4m6GwRg/s1600-h/winchestercathedral3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbB7kTblZZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/McoC4m6GwRg/s320/winchestercathedral3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309879824291292562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rose means warm and with an old-fashioned sense of femininity. Rose is a symbols of deep dyed romantic.Rose lovers are the kind of person that will bring the romantic side out in the opposite sex. You are also the kind of friend who gets called first with news-big or small. Wide social and a little shy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I bet everyone women loves rose.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Roses stand for love, respect and courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yellow roses indicate joy, gladness, freedom or in other word friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peach or pink roses symbolize appreciation, admiration or sympathy. &lt;/span&gt;White Roses usually pertain to reverence , purity, innocent or  secrecy.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Send Orange roses to express fascination , enthusiasm and desire.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbB_o3Z_L5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/rb7s7p0leUE/s1600-h/k0215256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbB_o3Z_L5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/rb7s7p0leUE/s320/k0215256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309884300714258322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carnation&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tradition is very important to you. Your down-to-earth attitude and innate ability to keep confidences makes you one of the most loyal and trusted friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbCAQxJlUZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/74KBrXLCQNA/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbCAQxJlUZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/74KBrXLCQNA/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309884986229608850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iris&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You tend to get bored quickly with day-to-day routines. In order to maintain your great vitality and creativity, you need to follow your inspiration wherever it may lead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbCCKouvqgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0TSAbke8uQg/s1600-h/images.jpeg2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbCCKouvqgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0TSAbke8uQg/s320/images.jpeg2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309887079913597442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt; : You are a nurturing person. In fact, people are drawn to you. A few words from you can make people feel worlds better. It's no wonder many say you would be a great therapist! However, you shouldn't feel like you have to ease everyone's troubles; your caring alone accomplishes more than you realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table id="xpalettetable" style="width: 150px; height: 23px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(187, 187, 187);" unselectable="on" onmouseover="PaletteOver(this)" onmouseout="PaletteOut(this)" onclick="PaletteClick('#ffff00')" bgcolor="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;amp;postID=1152361294739282410" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;cited and edited from &lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/"&gt;favourite flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1152361294739282410?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1152361294739282410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1152361294739282410&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1152361294739282410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1152361294739282410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/03/behind-your-favourite-flowers.html' title='Behind Your Favourite Flowers...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SbB3XUMsqpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tQADMll-7kk/s72-c/dmc_fz7_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4499115582442727581</id><published>2009-03-02T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T12:21:06.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Rasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pejam celik pejam celik tak sangka dah masuk bulan 3. Penat bulan 2 masih terasa. Apa taknya, saya tidak pernah berniaga kek dan buah-buahan sebelum ini. Gara2 berniaga sakit sana sakit sini. Frankly, semua itu menyeronokkan. Bukan senang berbisnes. Seorang pelajar tegur; aik? dah tukar profession? Bukan tukar profession, tak salah cari income lebih kan...asalkan halal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dalam kepenatan saya dikejutkan dengan berita yang sangat memeranjatkan saya. Saya dikhabarkan bahawa seorang gadis telah ditinggalkan oleh boyfriendnya. Saya rasa, frasa ditinggalkan ini lebih sesuai. Kerana si gadis itu adalah mangsa keadaan bekas boyfriendnya dan juga orang ketiga. Saya tidak menyukai orang ketiga. Kerana orang ketiga sinonim dengan punca keretakan hubungan antara dua individu. Tapi saya kagum dengan gadis ini, apabila disahkan ditinggalkan oleh bekas teman lelakinya, dan menerima sms dari orang ketiga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(pada pandangan mata saya yang tidak tahu malu itu!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;saya berani mengungkapkan istilah ini sebab saya mengetahui sikap ketiga-tiga pihak), tidak menitis air matanya dihadapan saya. even, i asked her to cry!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Cayalah kaum hawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengajar lebih senang dari mendidik. Mendidik ini pada saya agak sukar kerana satu proses yang bermula dari dalam perut. Ini berkaitan dengan peraturan. Walau telah didik dari awal tapi masih ada yang melanggar peraturan!!! Saya tidak memahami kenapa ramai yang suka melanggar peraturan tidak kira lah peraturan jalan raya ke, universiti ke, dan mana2 lagi peraturan yang ada dalam dunia ini. saya tidak sempurna dan pernah melanggar peraturan pejalan kaki, masuk lewat ke dalam kuliah dan sebagainya. iaitu hanya sekali melanggar peraturan jalan kaki dan hanya sekali lewat masuk kuliah pada tahun 2005. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, apabila saya melihat keadaan semasa, manusia2 lebih cenderung melanggar peraturan, sedangkan peraturan yang dibuat adalah untuk mendidik dan membentuk mereka menjadi insan yang berguna. mungkin mereka tidak memahami frasa insan berguna. bagi mereka yang melanggar peraturan, langgar sekali tidak mengapa!!! tetapi, bukan ke ini akan menjadi kebiasaan? contoh, pelajar di universiti. Ramai yang masih belum memahami etika berpakaian. Apa, mereka ingat dengan memakai seluar pendek (atas dari lutut) itu cantik? Tolonglah.. menyakitkan mata sahaja. Kalau kaki tu cantik simpanlah, ini tidak penuh dengan bekas2 kudis!!!! Yang lelaki itu jangan mereka ingat akan selamat dari di rogol oleh mawas2 yang ada!!! Dan yang wanita pula jangan ingat akan terlepas dari mata2 keranjang yang tidak pernah kabur melihat dan meneliti setiap garis yang ada!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu juga dengan rambut yang sengaja diwarnakan. Yang rambut putih itu hanya warga emas. yang rambut perang, biru, hijau dan sebagainya membawa makna yang tersendiri!!!! Kalau nak diulas memang panjang!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-4499115582442727581?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4499115582442727581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4499115582442727581&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4499115582442727581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4499115582442727581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-rasa.html' title='3 Rasa'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3200029426633326973</id><published>2009-02-11T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:23:29.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Finally, i'd discuss with my supervisor to hand in the notification to submit my thesis. Thank God, he agreed. I hope by the Grace of Almighty Allah everything is moving on systematically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday is 14th February... what i want to say is about Valentine's Day. Like last year, i also write about valentine's day but i didn't celebrate it coz i am a Muslim and at that time i don't have a boyfriend. Now, i have a boyfriend and my closed friend ask me where i want to celebrate it. I said, i never celebrate Valentine's day. Coz everyday we met, ate together, and also watch movies every weekend. So why should i celebrate Valentine's Day? Mungkin ia kedengaran agak kolot dan hipokrit. But, truly, i didn't celebrate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3200029426633326973?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3200029426633326973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3200029426633326973&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3200029426633326973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3200029426633326973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3440806843419734395</id><published>2009-02-03T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:14:45.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in my memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You, me, they and us have memory. It can be sweet memory or bad memory and sad memory. when we say its memory its something that not easy to erase.  Something that always inside our mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Today, i log in to my friendster, and suddenly i am thinking of something.. sorry not thinking but remind. Something that happened long long ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Its all about my memory on 20 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Its a precious moments, include special peoples, happy faces that i can see.  Since my parents sent me to the kindergarten (Islamic Kindergarten), i have a lot of friends. Different colour but we share the same religion (Islam). My old friend who stay beside my house is M. She's chubby. And another old friend is H. She's thin. Precisely, i am thiner than her. I do not know how to classified our relationships. Actually,we are not closed but we always play together. We had fight solely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After that i started my elementary school (Primary School) in SK Tanah Putih Baru. Here, i met a lot lot of friends. I had friends white and black in colour. Different religion. H, M and Me in the same School but in the different class. After school we played together. But between M and H, i had a lot of memory with H. Because something happens to M family, but i do not know what actually happens at that time. coz i am young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Like she moved to somewhere. Since that, i never heard any news about M. After that H and me go on with our life. Many things happened at that time. we are very naughty. A few years later, my family decided to shift to another place. With no idea, i go with my family. At that time, H comes to me and she give me a gift. A gift that i can not forget till now. She gave something that she likes with a letter. I really appreciate that. Thanks H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;If i have chance, i want to say to H that i really miss her. If i have chance, i want to say to M that she's a nice friends. If i have chance i want to see them, i want to hold their hands like we always do when we play. If i have chance, i want them to be there in my wedding ceremony. If i have chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Somewhere in my memory&lt;br /&gt;Kids joy all around me&lt;br /&gt;Living in my memory&lt;br /&gt;All of the music&lt;br /&gt;All of the magic&lt;br /&gt;Always with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Adapted and edited from Somehere in my memory a song by John William for Christmas Eve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3440806843419734395?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3440806843419734395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3440806843419734395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3440806843419734395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3440806843419734395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/02/somewhere-in-my-memory.html' title='Somewhere in my memory'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-9127514280061200827</id><published>2009-01-29T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:16:42.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>First of all, to all blogger who used this blog for academic purpose, thanks a lot k. The links is built for us to find book or journal. Links tersebut banyak membantu saya dalam menyiapkan master thesis saya. Dah berbulan lamanya saya tidak upload nota2 komunikasi. this is because i have been very busy with my research. lagi pun saya nak publish sesuatu. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These morning, i am rushing. I went to PPPS (Pusat Pengajian Pascasiswazah for my PRG (Postgraduate Research Grant), asked a few question on notification to submit thesis and about my medical book. Quit tiring. but thats my responsibility. Tomorrow i will submit my PRG to PPI. InsyaAllah. I hope everything is moving on systematically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt hungry. Its 10.00 am. i don't take my breakfast this morning. Suddenly i asked myself; what i have in my pasca room? then i opened my third drawer and i looked inside. I have mame Laksa (instant mee), Cadbury Hot Chocolate, Milo, peanut biscuit, strawberry biscuit, blueberry biscuit, and Toblerone chocolate.  Precisely, very hungry. so i decided to take mame Laksa with Cadbury hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate with love. If Mr K knew that i ate instant mee, i will sure that he will not scold me (because he loves me) but he will nagged me (this is because he loves me) hehehehehe.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-9127514280061200827?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/9127514280061200827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=9127514280061200827&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/9127514280061200827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/9127514280061200827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3595976943762618874</id><published>2009-01-19T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:47:26.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penat..Penat..</title><content type='html'>CONGRATULATIONS !!!!!! Buat Ultraman yang telah selamat diijabkabul dan sedang berbulan madu...Life in bliss my dear Ultraman. Alhamdulillah, akhirnya Ultraman kahwin juga dengan jejaka pilihannya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan ini yang saya nak story kan.. tapi kisah lain. Lately, saya suka tengok sebuah drama bersiri Indonesia yang berjudul "Istri Untuk Suamiku".. Penat saya tengok drama nie..penat tengok orang yang suka lari dari rumah dan sekejap mati kejap hidup.. As a audience saya pandai penat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam drama nie, Refa dan Aliya suka sangat lari dari rumah sebab nak berkorban demi orang yang dicintai tanpa mereka sedari, tindakan tersebut menyakitkan orang yang dicintai. Penat betul tengok cerita nie. Pastu adengan mati. Kejap diistiharkan mati tak sampai 5 minit hidup balik because of keajaiban. Penat..Penat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya suka dengan lagu tema drama ini. Sekali ini saja; nyanyian Glenn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersama mu ku lewati&lt;br /&gt;Lebih dari 1000 malam&lt;br /&gt;Bersama mu yang ku mau&lt;br /&gt;Namun kenyataanya tak sejalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan bila masih ku diberi kesempatan&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku untuk mencintanya&lt;br /&gt;Namun bila waktu ku telah habis dengannya&lt;br /&gt;Biar cinta hidup sekali ini saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sanggup bila harus jujur&lt;br /&gt;Hidup tanpa hembusan nafasnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan bila waktu dapat ku putar kembali&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi untuk mencintanya&lt;br /&gt;Namun bila waktu ku telah habis dengannya&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan cinta ini, biarkan cinta ini&lt;br /&gt;Hidup untuk sekali ini saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding..ding..penat plak menaip. Continue baca artikel Mr K dulu. Daaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3595976943762618874?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3595976943762618874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3595976943762618874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3595976943762618874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3595976943762618874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/01/penatpenat.html' title='Penat..Penat..'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7673594669172745325</id><published>2009-01-13T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:12:50.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damai yang hilang....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Mungkin agak lewat saya menulis tentang isu ini. Kelewatan yang tidak saya sengajakan. Maklumlah sekarang saya tersangat lah busy. Namun disebalik kesibukan saya, isu yang satu ini tidak pernah hilang dari penglihatan dan pendengaran saya...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kezaliman Israel!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seingat saya sepanjang 17 hari perang yang dilancarkan ke atas Gaza telah menyebabkan agka korban rakyat palestin menjadi seramai 905 rakyat Palestin yang terkorban!!! Mungkin bagi Israel angka 905 ini tidak meninggalkan apa2 parut dan kesan ke atas mereka. Tapi, bagi saya angka 905 ini menunjukkan sejumlah nyawa yang sebelum ini pernah menghirup udara segar di bumi Palestin, berlari ke sana dan ke sini..tiba2 nyawa ini disentap tanpa belas kasihan. Mulut kita di sini berkata Kejamnya Israel..kesian Palestin. setakat itu yang mampu saya, kamu dan kalian berkata...setakat itu yang kita mampu lakukan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadi, sewaktu dalam perjalanan ke SSS, saya dapat melihat sepanjang perjalanan dari library ke DKP kain rentang yang bergayut sambil dihiasi dengan tulisan Free Palestin, Stop War...dan mungkin banyak lagi. Iya..hanya itu yang saya dan kamu dapat lakukan. Saya kira, kain2 rentang itu tidak mampu memberikan kesan ke atas pihak Israel. Mereka tidak terganggu dengan perkara2 macam itu.. mereka hanya dahagakan darah rakyat Palestin... saya dan kamu, hanya dapat melihat menerusi televisyen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disebalik rumah kaca itu, aku lihat..&lt;br /&gt;Malam di Palestin meriah&lt;br /&gt;Dihiasi dengan percikan bunga api&lt;br /&gt;Tanah yang merekah disirami darah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disebalik rumah kaca itu, aku lihat..&lt;br /&gt;yang lemah menjadi longlai&lt;br /&gt;kanak2 menjadi korban..&lt;br /&gt;korban kepada kerakusan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disebalik rumah kaca itu, aku lihat&lt;br /&gt;tiada lagi kemanusiaan&lt;br /&gt;yang ada ketakutan&lt;br /&gt;bilakah semua akan berakhir?&lt;br /&gt;Soalan yang tiada jawapan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-7673594669172745325?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7673594669172745325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7673594669172745325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7673594669172745325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7673594669172745325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/01/damai-yang-hilang.html' title='Damai yang hilang....'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4331359361761691318</id><published>2009-01-06T09:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:20:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye 08</title><content type='html'>May be its late for me to wish Happy New Year to all blogger!!! i'm quit busy with my thesis. Beside that i have the flu since yesterday. Terasa itchy di hidung... Semoga Allah mengampunkan dosa-dosa ku..Amin.. 2008 gave me a lot of sweet memory :).. Kat sini, saya nak review semula dari January 08 till December 08 apa yang telah berlaku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January - Bulan kegilaan. Gila mengumpul data untuk tesis saya. Luckily my proposal accepted. Thank God. On writing. Chapter 1 completed. Watched I am Legend with Kak Es and her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February - Started with chapter 2, literature review. Attend  workshop. At the end of Feb, chapter 2 completed!!! Valentine day? Sorry..i didn't celebrated Valentine day.At that time, i don't have boyfriend!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March - Hahahaha...still busy with my writing. Suddenly, feel so tense. i went to cinema with Kak Sherry just for the Shutter!!!! Luckily chapter 3 done...itu pun selepas saya tidak cukup tidur dan makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April - On April Fool i went to KK with Kak G, Kak KB and Sani. we watched Horton.Saya ganti kelas tutorial Mr Syah. At the end of April  went to KL. bukan cuti tapi fieldwork. Sepanjang waktu itu saya sibuk dengan chpter 4 &amp;amp;5 saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei - Pertengahan bulan 5, Alhamdulillah, akhirnya bab 4 dan 5 saya siap. Yes!!! Abah Mie kata, bila semua benda kita dapat dengan mudah, pasti kita akan di uji. Masya Allah, saya jatuh sakit sejurus selepas saya menaip ayat yang trakhir bagi chapter 5 saya. Sakit yang teramat sakit. saya muntah2, x ada selera nak makan dan akhirnya saya tidk mempunyai tenaga untuk bergerak lama.  Allah hu Akhbar!!! saya masih mempunyai semangat yang kental untuk terus melawan penyakit chronic gastric yang saya deritai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun -  Almighty Allah...saya sembuh kembali. even my body still weak tapi saya balik juga ke Sabah pada 26 Jun. 1 minggu tertangguh. Hampir terlupa 17 jun my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julai - Sibuk dengan mengajar dalam kelas tutorial. Because of my chronic gastric i went to QE for OGDS. Then, i read chapter 1 till chapter 5. Dalam bulan ini juga saya bertemu dengan insan yang bernama K. (yang mana K kini sah menjadi boyfriend saya..hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogos - I went to Karambunai lagoon for family day. i also busy with the exhibition...then i realize something... something that make me blurrrrrrr... ada kaitan dengan diri K. (time nie confuse mamat nie suke kat aku ke or waht?)hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September - still busy and kekaburan itu semakin jelas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October - Selamat Hari Raya untuk semua... nothing extraordinary. but on 25th of October 2008, menjadi titik bersejarah apabila saya dengan K mula menjalinkan hubungan cinta... awat ayat aku jiwang? thats the reality. 25th tue jugak merupakan dating pertama antara kami. kami makan di pizza hut dan menonton Bangkok Dangerous. Kalau dengar kisah kami mcm x romantik tp mendalam maknanya tue... dalam tempoh tersebut kwn2 saya dan k sibuk mengenakan kami..bagaimana kisah kami bermula..InsyaAllah, after saya kahwin nanti saya akan buat satu lagi blog. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November - biasalah orang bercinta..rindu-rinduan ....K pergi berkursus di Langkawi dan dia belikan coklat... so sweet.. bila berjauhan dengan orang yang kita sayang perasaan pun lain..sedih jer rasanya..but truly, i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disember - nothing extraordinary happen.. masuk 25th of December genap 2 bulan hubungan kami dan dia ada belikan something..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;(Alamak..keadaan saya semakin tenat....kepanasan badan makin meningkat... MasyaAllah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitula kisah saya sepanjang tahun 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-4331359361761691318?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4331359361761691318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4331359361761691318&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4331359361761691318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4331359361761691318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-bye-08.html' title='Good Bye 08'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7174609276940846101</id><published>2008-12-23T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:18:47.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balik dari kg, apa dah jadi?busy? isu kahwin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Well, i have no idea what to write. My previous post adalah mengenai balik kampung. Balik jer dari kampung, rupanya banyak gosip yang kedengaran menghiasi segenap ruang yang ada di office Kak Ana. Isu kahwin la paling top!!!! Sape kahwin? AAku Kahwin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begini, Actually, saya dah berada di KK since 15th Disember lagi...tp ntah kenapa, kaki nie malas nak melangkah ke 3S. Stay at home lagi best. Few days ago, saya jadi Master of Ceremony untuk wedding reception. Quit busy but i really enjoyed. Nothing to be pressure. Saya berada di rumah sehingga semalam dan hari ini 23 Disember baru saya menayangkan wajah yang tidak cantik ini di 3S. (Tp, saya tetap bersyukur ke hadrat Ilahi, kerana mengurniakan saya dengan wajah yang tidak cantik tetapi manisnya ada).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till last night, rasa macam ada batu menghempap dada, bagaikan ada batu besar berada di atas kepala. Semalaman saya tak tidur (perkara biasa pernah 2 hari berturut-turut saya tak tidur, gara2 finding), meneliti tiap bait perkataan, fakta dalam tesis. ntah kali yang ke berapa ratus saya membacanya since September 2007. Praise to Allah, everything is moving on systematically.  semuanya mengikut jadual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pagi ini dengan kepala yang mula menunjukkan tanda2 dizzy, saya pergi juga ke 3S untuk settle kan beberapa perkara.  Melangkah masuk ke Pejabat Am,terus saya diburu dengan pelbagai soalan. Bila nak kahwin? dengar cerita bulan 4 nie..apa cerita? apa tema perkahwinan? buat di mana? berapa persalinan? hantarannya bagaimana?.. agak tergamam saya dibuatnya. namun, ala2 artis saya menjawab setiap soalan yang dilontar dan dihumbankan kpd saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejenak saya berfikir...kalau saya kahwin nanti bagaimana rupa majlis perkahwinan saya? lucunya, satu2 tema bermain di kepala saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ya ALLAH, Kau permudahkanlah segala urusanku agar aku dapat membina mahligai yang indah disamping dia yang KAU ciptakan untuk ku. AMIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, Prof akan baca tesis saya sebelum saya submit. kira, this is my final draft. Perasaan pun dah lain2..mungkin kerana saya penat. too many thing i have to think, and make sure all under control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-7174609276940846101?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7174609276940846101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7174609276940846101&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7174609276940846101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7174609276940846101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/12/balik-dari-kg-apa-dah-jadibusy-isu.html' title='Balik dari kg, apa dah jadi?busy? isu kahwin?'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1237791801677867636</id><published>2008-12-03T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:17:04.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balik Kampung..</title><content type='html'>From last year until today i have been very busy with my research. luckily, this sunday i will balik kampung (go home)...but for a few days.. y so short? i have my own reason. just forget about it. paling menyedihkan ialah aku x boleh bawa buku aku sekali...sebab buku pun nk bercuti raya... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1237791801677867636?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1237791801677867636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1237791801677867636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1237791801677867636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1237791801677867636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/12/balik-kampung.html' title='Balik Kampung..'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-5339496634161762627</id><published>2008-11-20T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:02:35.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1</title><content type='html'>Do you still remembered about my new book? my lovely book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love this book. It has been written that everybody have something to say about love...This book teach me about healthy relationship between a man and a woman... (kiranya, dia lah teman, sahabat, kekasih, suami/isteri).. nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story began with what comes from the heart goes to heart...the simple truth about the love a man brings to a woman. With his first hello, and with her sincere smile everything is moving on systematically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and a woman colour the world with their dreams... thats for part 1..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-5339496634161762627?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/5339496634161762627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=5339496634161762627&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5339496634161762627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5339496634161762627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-1.html' title='Part 1'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1783581540188586199</id><published>2008-11-03T14:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:23:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Book...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;As saying goes; a good book is the best of friends, the same today and forever. wow!!! Book is the best thing that we should keep. Don't get confused, I don't feel to talk about books that we buy from shop then we read and i write the review. Not that kind of book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;This is about my new book. In the beginning, everything was wonderful... until today, everything become clear like a crystal :)... My new book really different from previous books that i had. I think that, this kind of book is suitable for my soul:) My new book write all of happiness for me..make me smile and laugh (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;termasuk time sedih tau&lt;/span&gt;)...In other word, my new book bring the happiness for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1783581540188586199?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1783581540188586199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1783581540188586199&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1783581540188586199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1783581540188586199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-book.html' title='My New Book...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-212363474570193621</id><published>2008-10-14T08:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:43:06.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like..dislike..like..dislike..like..dislike...urgh!!!! What the hell is going on? I really hate this situation...What situation? I can not make decision whether i like or not. One of my friend said; If i can not make a decision, which road i want to take , that means I'm in dilemma. Dilemma? Oh my God...I'm in dilemma!!!! What am i supposed to do? Really tense. Plenty of people are tense. so do i... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is differences stand between love and crave for someone. The question is, do i love this guy? or it just a strong feeling that i want or need him badly. thats one of my friend's problems. May be you will ask, who cares?.. But i do cares about this situation. may be one day u and i will face the same problems. who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, the problems getting worse, when one gentleman (B) told her that he likes her, he miss her, and he will looking around for her when she's not around or even when he not hear her voices. Everytime, he called and messaging my friend. it quit irritating. When he's around, she can feel the butterfly, fly in her stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i told my friend; If A's (the man that u love and crave for his love) is your destiny, the times will come...and so do B (the man who loves her so much). She have no idea. Sometimes she feel like she want to fall in love with someone..I laughed her and says; you can read heavy books. She replied; too many heavy book makes you a lonely and not many people understand u..just like u!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like me? i do love my life...i said, the times not coming over for her yet...and for me yet...but i know, there is someone that God creates for u and i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-212363474570193621?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/212363474570193621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=212363474570193621&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/212363474570193621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/212363474570193621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/10/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8217959002956937896</id><published>2008-10-06T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:38:00.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayat-Ayat Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Seorang teman sangat menggilai filem ayat2 cinta...aku? for the first time dengar tajuk tue trus cakap..jiwang jugak...namun, aku tidak nafikan bahawa lagu tema filem ini sangat best...mempunyai makna tersirat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yg boleh aku katakan filem ini ada sedikit persamaan dengan kisah Nabi Yusof dan Zulaikha. Jika kita telusuri kembali kisah tersebut, Zulaikha berjaya memiliki Yusof setelah memfitnah Yusof..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam ayat2 Cinta, Noru tidak berjaya memiliki Fahri setelah memfitnah Fahri... Fahri adalah jejaka yg sangat digilai oleh ramai wanita dan tiap2 hari dia akan menerima ayat2 cinta...namun semunya tidak di layan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yg nak aku coretkan di sini adalah ayat2 Cinta memperlihatkan kisah cinta yg rumit antara Fahri, Aisha dan Maria...antara cinta dan keinginan untuk memiliki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih dan Cinta Aisha kepada Fahri menyebabkan Aisha melakukan pengorbanan cinta yang agung apabila meminta Fahri mengahwini Maria... so sweet scene nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria pula kelihatan bersalah apabila melihat Aisha keluar meninggalkan Fahri. Tapi, tidak boleh menyalahkan Maria kerana mencintai Fahri. Konsep cinta  adalah datang tanpa diundang..cinta adalah sesuatu yang kita tidak boleh cegah... Namun, at the end of the story, Maria meninggal ketika bersujud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbalik kepada persoalan antara cinta dan keinginan untuk memiliki...aku rasa  Aisha adalah cinta Fahri...sebab apa? sebab Fahri mencari cinta mengikut Islam iaitu kerana agamanya. Aisha beragama Islam, wanita yg memakai hijab. manakala Maria adalah wanita Kristian namun memiliki pengetahuan yg tinggi mengenai Islam sehingga menghafal surah Maryam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahri mempunyai keinginan untuk memiliki Maria, namun hasrat itu terpadam kerana faktor agama yg berlainan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bila Keyakinan ku Datang&lt;br /&gt;Kasih bukan Sekadar Cinta,&lt;br /&gt;Pengorbanan cinta yang agung&lt;br /&gt;ku pertaruhkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila bahagia mulai menyentuh&lt;br /&gt;seakan ku bisa hidup lebih lama&lt;br /&gt;Namun harus ku tinggalkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;ketika ku bersujud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/724944437546105937-8217959002956937896?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8217959002956937896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8217959002956937896&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8217959002956937896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8217959002956937896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/10/ayat-ayat-cinta.html' title='Ayat-Ayat Cinta'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-9104178925487508268</id><published>2008-09-26T15:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:13:02.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Eid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SNyY1CXEjnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WmMcR_LpLUU/s1600-h/intan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SNyY1CXEjnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WmMcR_LpLUU/s320/intan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250239302541282930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Wahai orang-orang yang beriman, telah diwajibkan ke atas kamu berpuasa sebagaimana telah diwajibkan ke atas umat-umat yang sebelum kamu, semoga kamu menjadi orang-orang yang bertakqwa". (AlBaqarah:183)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sedar atau tidak dah 26 hari aku berpuasa. Alhamdulillah, sehingga hari ini aku dapat melalui Ramadhan dengan baik tanpa sebarang kesakitan...Alhamdulillah.. Like last year, this year i will celebrate Eid in UMS....fuhhhhhh....i have been very busy with something. Frankly, sambut raya diperantauan lebih best rather than in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Di KL, aku terperuk je kat umah. jalan kejap2 p umah member dan sanak saudara. tiap2 tahun itu jer aktiviti aku...hummmmmmmmmm...nothing interesting!!!InsyaAllah next year aku akan beraya di KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/724944437546105937-9104178925487508268?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/9104178925487508268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=9104178925487508268&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/9104178925487508268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/9104178925487508268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-eid.html' title='Happy Eid'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SNyY1CXEjnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WmMcR_LpLUU/s72-c/intan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2885887955186489450</id><published>2008-09-12T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:55:26.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perpisahan Terasing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Batang Selasi permainan budak,&lt;br /&gt;Berdau sehelai dimakan Kuda,&lt;br /&gt;Bercerai Kasih Bertalak Tidak,&lt;br /&gt;1000 tahun Kembali juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Actually entry nie tidak ada kaitan dengan perpisahan terasing KRU. Kami cuma berpisah untuk 3 hari sahaja....InsyaAllah bertemu kembali this Monday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quit worry about my dear brothers and sisters. Persoalan seperti ok ke perjalanan mereka nanti...sahur makan apa? sungkai (berbuka puasa) dengan apa? Ada tak yang akan mabuk laut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, bila dok difikirkan kembali, nak risau apa? Ada juga orang yg bertanggung jawab yg menjaga kebajikan mereka. Tp, bila dah hari2 sahur bersama, berpuasa bersama, berbuka bersama, mcm sedih plak bila tidak dapat melakukan aktiviti tersebut bersama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pulak hari ini akan ke Kudat membawa pelajar seramai 44 orang bagi menyiapkan ENG mereka. Harapnya, semua berjalan dengan lancar. Berada dengan mereka membuat aku rasa keluarga dekat dengan aku. EH!! Hello!!! this is not my first time berjauhan dengan family... dah masuk tahun ke-4. I should be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that our relationships become more powerful gtew!! Unite as a family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/724944437546105937-2885887955186489450?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2885887955186489450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2885887955186489450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2885887955186489450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2885887955186489450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/09/perpisahan-terasing.html' title='Perpisahan Terasing?'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4515962115785881650</id><published>2008-09-02T08:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:05:35.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hummm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SLyefKEkixI/AAAAAAAAADo/5I5RJUSenJ8/s1600-h/rc0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SLyefKEkixI/AAAAAAAAADo/5I5RJUSenJ8/s320/rc0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241238324469074706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dunia ini penuh dengan kejutan...setiap kejutan membawa good news and bad news..but people loves to hear good news rather than bad news... so do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki tua itu kata; Dunia ini penuh dengan kejutan, kehidupan itu unik. Tiba2 terpagut rasa rindu pada lelaki tua itu Jarang sekali aku mendengar keluhan dan sungutan dari bibir tua itu apabila berhadapan dengan bad news. Dia sentiasa tenang dan optimis. Itulah lelaki tua kebanggaan aku. I love my dad so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SLygPODu85I/AAAAAAAAADw/bxfg-oINhIs/s1600-h/290820085077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SLygPODu85I/AAAAAAAAADw/bxfg-oINhIs/s320/290820085077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241240249684652946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Setelah team debat E muncul juara dalam Pertandingan Debat Piala Naib Canselor 08, kami semua plan p makan2. Sedikit ocehan mengenai DPNC kali ini. DPNC agak hambar dan berlaku ketegangan yang melibatkan banyak pihak. As usual, E tak pernah terlepas dari ketegangan dan aku kira ketegangan kali ini agak melampau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun berada dalam keadaan tertegang namun kami semua masih mampu tersenyum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SLyg5fkzEyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K4gVPDkRXfQ/s1600-h/310820085088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SLyg5fkzEyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K4gVPDkRXfQ/s320/310820085088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241240975941243682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Alhamdulillah, semuanya berjalan dengan lancar seperti yg direncanakan. Namun, Bayu dan Ifeane pulak x sihat after we watched Babylon AD. Seronok aku tengok, Mas, Fa, Nash, Fara, Carol, Jess, Akhma, Mel, Richard, Saf1, Aszlan, Danny dan Nico Happy... sempat jugak shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika diimbas kembali, semua yg aku lalui bersama mereka sangat indah... Lucu jugak bila mengenangkan kembali betapa aku garang terhadap mereka, tiap kali latihan, kalau aku ada di sana, pasti mereka berada dalam keadaan yang tidak selesa... Danny Cakap; takut..kalau kak Intan keluar macam kami ada buat kesalahan besar... Hahahaha...Nash kata; Tak Kenal Maka Tak Cinta...pada aku marah tue tandanya sayang.....Huhuhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SL3TWYfC10I/AAAAAAAAAEA/IvQDYIJt0UA/s1600-h/310820085105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SL3TWYfC10I/AAAAAAAAAEA/IvQDYIJt0UA/s320/310820085105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241577922812368706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Paling lucu + membingungkan adalah untuk mencari tempat makan. Apa taknya, yang sakit lain selera, yang tak sakit pun pelbagai ragam. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, yang buat hati aku panas adalah sikap pelayan itu sendiri. Ada ke patut minta kami cepat dan siap cakap dia mengantuk!!! kurang asam jawa betul. Nasib baik time tue aku masih dalam mood yang baik, klu tidak dah lama aku memetir kat sana!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benda yg paling aku x sangka adalah aku telah bertemu secara tidak diduga dengan insan yg pernah aku cinta before this. opppsssssssss....what can i say.. Aku tetap yakin, semua ini ada hikmahnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&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/724944437546105937-4515962115785881650?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4515962115785881650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4515962115785881650&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4515962115785881650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4515962115785881650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/09/dunia-ini-penuh-dengan-kejutan.html' title='Hummm...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SLyefKEkixI/AAAAAAAAADo/5I5RJUSenJ8/s72-c/rc0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-1497988262583222878</id><published>2008-08-22T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:11:14.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEREKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;PEREKA UMS (Pertandingan Penyelidikan dan  Rekacipta UMS berlangsung dari 19-24 Ogos 2008. Pertandingan ini melibatkan semua program dan banyak penyelidikan dari sains dan sain sosial dipertandingkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to write about what happens to the SSS's booth. But one thing, u should know about our booth is,simple but nice.  Perkara yg menarik minat dan perhatian aku sepanjang aktiviti tersebut berlangsung adalah keletah bakal2 Dr.  One of the Malay future Dr (i think 3rd / 4th year sudents), kelihatan sangat berkarisma apabila bercakap dan menerangkan apa yg perlu dilakukan untuk CPR. And i believe that one day he will becomes a good Dr. God Wills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada seorang lagi bakal DR yang mata aku sempat capture,  bakal DR (Cina) menarik perhatian aku. Sangat berkarismatik. Segala apa yg dia belajar dia praktikan. Sewaktu dia memeriksa BP pengunjung terserlah aura kedoktorannya. Wow!!! i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendek kata, sepanjang PEREKA berlangsung, aku sangat suka melihat keletah, gelagat dan gaya bakal2 Dr. Namun, ada juga gaya yg menyakitkan hati... yea we know that u r our future DR...that doesn't mean u have to act like jerk. Sorry i have to say like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-1497988262583222878?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/1497988262583222878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=1497988262583222878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1497988262583222878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/1497988262583222878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/08/pereka.html' title='PEREKA'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6328990354351146857</id><published>2008-08-11T13:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:33:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SKjCuTOxPCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xPOL9CSaVAw/s1600-h/Image146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SKjCuTOxPCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xPOL9CSaVAw/s320/Image146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235648667510193186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;As saying goes: All day works but no play, makes Jack a dull boy. Setiap yang bergelar manusia memerlukan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rehat. Rehat &lt;/span&gt;dari melakukan kerja2 seharian dan melakukan kerja2 yang boleh menghilangkan segala tekanan yang kita hadapi. Antaranya ialah dengan berkaroeke dan bowling (if me la...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Kolej Kediaman E mengadakan Family Day. Family Day @ E tahun nie sangat menggembirakan hati ini. Pelbagai aktiviti menarik diadakan. Antaranya ialah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perpisahan Terasing, Mungkir Bahagia, 30 Hari Mencari Cinta, bowling padang, Kayaking&lt;/span&gt; dan banyak lagi.  Seramai 700 orang pelajar mengikuti aktiviti ini.  Aku kira semua orang enjoyyy!!!!  Ada satu jer aktiviti yang aku x buat iaitu naik  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana boat!!! wawawawa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SKjDBd1oigI/AAAAAAAAADA/dPwWsCqK_hU/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SKjDBd1oigI/AAAAAAAAADA/dPwWsCqK_hU/s320/Image140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235648996775070210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I just want t tell u that, i am the most happy people in the world at that time. Apa taknya aku  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;melalak &lt;/span&gt;ngan abang Zahari dan Kak Sherry bagai nak rak.  Satu persatu  lagu kami &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sumbangkan. &lt;/span&gt;Peduli apa dengan mata2 dan suara2 itu. Positifnya, melalak depan orang ramai boleh meningkatkan keyakinan diri. Sekurang-kurangnya berani berhadapan dengan orang ramai.  The most important thing is kami enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara lagu yang berjaya kami sumbangkan adalah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seiring dan Sejalan, Sandarkan pada Kenangan, Dua Insan Bercinta, Tiada lagi&lt;/span&gt; dan ape yeak? x ingat. Proses &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menyumbangkan &lt;/span&gt;lagu ini memerlukan keyakinan diri yang tinggi seperti kami. Kami berjaya melepasi segala rintangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, our Family Day sangat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happening!!! I Like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SKjDRynrvJI/AAAAAAAAADI/esv1SR9zBK0/s1600-h/Image138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SKjDRynrvJI/AAAAAAAAADI/esv1SR9zBK0/s320/Image138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235649277231611026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-6328990354351146857?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6328990354351146857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6328990354351146857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6328990354351146857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6328990354351146857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-saying-goes-all-day-works-but-no.html' title='Family Day :)'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SKjCuTOxPCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xPOL9CSaVAw/s72-c/Image146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-179157019011914990</id><published>2008-08-07T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:45:54.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GANTUNG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Tetiba jer hati terpanggil untuk memaparkan lirik lagu Gantung nyanyian Melly Goslow...hemmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPSSS!!! ada sesiapa yang kena &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gantung&lt;/span&gt; ke? perbincangan itu perlu..jika berdiam diri...sampai bila pun masalah tak selesai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dikirim  &lt;a href="http://id.wordpress.com/tag/melly-goeslow/" title="Lihat seluruh tulisan dalam Melly Goeslow" rel="category tag"&gt;Melly Goeslow&lt;/a&gt;  pada Maret 18, 2007  oleh nugroho&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" class="entry"&gt; &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ku harus menemui cintaku&lt;br /&gt;mencari tau hubungan kita&lt;br /&gt;apa masih atau tlah b’akhir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau menggantungkan hubungan ini&lt;br /&gt;kau diamkan aku tanpa sebab&lt;br /&gt;maunya apa, ku harus bagaimana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reff&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;kasih…sampai kapan kau gantung cerita cintaku&lt;br /&gt;memberi harapan&lt;br /&gt;hingga mugkin ku tak sanggup lagi&lt;br /&gt;dan meninggalkan dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;detik-detik waktupun terbuang&lt;br /&gt;teganya kau menggantung cintaku&lt;br /&gt;bicaralah biar semua pasti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;intro&lt;br /&gt;back to (&lt;strong&gt;^&lt;/strong&gt;) …  &lt;strong&gt;reff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gantungnya hubungan cinta denganmu&lt;br /&gt;membuatku sakit&lt;br /&gt;hingga mungkin ku tak sanggup lagi&lt;br /&gt;dan meninggalkan dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-179157019011914990?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/179157019011914990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=179157019011914990&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/179157019011914990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/179157019011914990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/08/gantung.html' title='GANTUNG?'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4344378010473606409</id><published>2008-07-22T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:27:55.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alhamdulillah...akhirnya chapter 1 till chapter 6 siap. Allah maha besar... Perasaan sekarang adalah perasaan menghantar draf. kemas sana sini. moga semuanya berjalan lancar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada hikmah dua bulan menderita menanggung kesakitan..muntah2, x boleh nk makan yg x tentu...minum soya  5 tin sehari. orang tua cakap, kalau perempuan pregnant minum soya, baby dalam kandungan akan jd putih... itu kalau wanita pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga hari ini, esok dan selamanya menjanjikan yg terbaik buat aku. Apa yg penting yg boleh dikongsikan bersama ialah berdisiplin, ikhlas dan bersemangat dalam mengusahakan sesuatu. InsyaAllah, hasilnya sesuatu yg lumayan yg setimpal dengan usaha kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, disebalik usaha tersebut, terselit beberapa dugaan yg x mungkin kt bayangkan...apa yg penting, kt sabar dan ikhlas dalam menerima dugaan tersebut. Namun, x dapat dinafikan, terkadang kita akan menjadi lemah berhadapan dengan dugaan tp percayalah, Tuhan menduga kita setimpal dengan kekuatan kita...sebab Dia sayangkan kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish u all d best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-4344378010473606409?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4344378010473606409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4344378010473606409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4344378010473606409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4344378010473606409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/07/alhamdulillah.html' title='Manis'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2301622937339263419</id><published>2008-07-09T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:03:02.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pengalaman ngeri semalam (8/7/08) sampai bila pun tak akan aku lupa... perasaan sakit dan perit menjalani OGDS di QE sangat menginsafkan...hanya Tuhan sahaja yg tahu betapa takutnya aku ketika itu..tanpa insan bergelar Ayah..biasanya Ayah yang akan menemani aku setiap kali aku menerima rawatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini, aku betul2 berseorangan ketika menerima sebarang rawatan. at least aku akan jadi lebih tabah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benar2 insaf..aku tak akan sentuh makanan pedas, dan masam. Biarpun makanan tersebut lazat dan enak aku makan sebelum nie, kini ..semua hanya tinggal kenangan. Minuman aku kini, Susu dan Soya. Sedap juga...at least untuk kesihatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa-Apa pun, pesan aku buat teman2 sekalian, prevention is better than cure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-2301622937339263419?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2301622937339263419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2301622937339263419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2301622937339263419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2301622937339263419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/07/pengalaman-ngeri-semalam-8708-sampai.html' title=''/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-5018660939135295795</id><published>2008-06-27T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:11:35.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>air mata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ntah mengapa hati menjadi lebih sebak dari biasa.. biasanya aku tak macam nie.. seperti biasa tahun-tahun dulu di airport aku ceria tidak mengalirkan air mata.. kali ini, air mata aku cukup murah untuk mengalir..mengalir seperti air hujan yang turun mencurah-curah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pagi tue, saat aku mencium pipi mak, aku cuba menahan air mata keluar, lantas aku pura-pura tidur..sedangkan hati mula tak tentu arah.. jam 6.30 pagi, aku tak lalu makan dan mula muntah-muntah.. Ya Allah...kuatkanlah aku untuk hadapi semua ini... kali ini aku takut dengan ungkapan kesakitan...aku takut...aku takut bila perut aku mula menolak segala makanan yg ada. Dr kata aku tak boleh makan benda yang masam, pedas dan berminyak. berat badan aku turun sebanyak 4 kilo. apa yg tinggal? hanya semangat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;jam 9 pagi, aku mula mengagahi langkah aku.. satu persatu... rasa loya dan tidak berdaya aku tahan dan cuba buang jauh-jauh.. ayah mengiringi aku ke airport. tiba jer kat airport, degupan jantung aku semakin laju..nadi aku bergerak pantas... sejak tahun lepas kiraan nadi aku akan melebihi angka 100... jantung aku mula penat. namun aku berlagak seperti biasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aku sengaja check in awal..aku tak sanggup menatap wajah ayah... sewaktu aku memeluk dan mencium ayah, air mata aku umpama bah.. namun aku cuba untuk menahan ia dari keluar. aku berjalan secepat mungkin meninggalkan ayah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;selepas aku melepasi pemeriksaan imegresen air mata aku mengalir dengan mudahnya... buat pertama kali aku menangis meninggalkan keluarga. tidak seperti 4 tahun lepas. 4 tahun lepas aku meninggalkan family dengan hati yang girang...umpama tidak ada masalah. kini aku mula dan mudah menangis...tak aku hiraukan pandangan orang yang berada di sekeliling aku... persetankan mereka..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kini, apa yg aku perlu adalah semangat dalam meneruskan perjuangan yang belum selesai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-5018660939135295795?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/5018660939135295795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=5018660939135295795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5018660939135295795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5018660939135295795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/06/air-mata.html' title='air mata'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8850657363995935178</id><published>2008-04-14T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:09:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorotan Literatur part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pendahuluan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Perbincangan, perdebatan dan kajian mengenai hubungan antara media dengan khalayak serta persepsi pendengar terhadap media sering mendapat perhatian sejak dahulu lagi. Hal ini terbukti apabila Andrew Hart (1991: 60), menyifatkan bahawa;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“The exact relationship between the media and their audiences has been the subject of debate since the media were first seriously studied and emphasizes the importance of the audiences and their relationship with the media”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Siaran Program Radio Nida Ul Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rangkaian Nasional Radio Malaysia atau kini lebih dikenali sebagai Nasional fm telah menyiarkan siaran Nida Ul Islam dari Tanah Suci Makkah Al-Mukarramah suatu masa dahulu. Projek tersebut merupakan projek usahasama antara Kementerian Penerangan Malaysia dan Kementerian Penerangan Arab Saudi. Ia bertujuan bagi meninggikan syiar Islam yang maha suci di samping meningkatkan perhubungan dan kerjasama antara kedua-dua Kementerian. (Penyiaran 4 Dekad Bersama Anda, Suara Dari Tanah Suci, 1987:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Siaran satu jam itu menghidangkan pelbagai rancangan yang berunsur agama, berita dan peristiwa yang berlaku di Negara-negara Islam. Turut dipersembahkan ialah temuramah dengan para pelajar dan orang-orang Malaysia yang berkunjung ke Tanah Suci, lagu-lagu nasyid dan rancangan-rancangan untuk jemaah haji yang disiarkan setiap malam pada jam 9.00 malam. (Penyiaran 4 Dekad Bersama Anda, Suara Dari Tanah Suci, 1987:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Sambutan yang diberikan oleh pendengar di Malaysia terhadap siaran Nida Ul Islam amatlah memuaskan berdasarkan surat-surat yang diterima. Sebanyak 2,000 pucuk surat diterima setiap bulan dari pendengar-pendengar di seluruh tanah air dan juga dari Negara-negara jiran seperti Indonesia, Thailand, Singapura dan Brunei. (Penyiaran 4 Dekad Bersama Anda, Suara Dari Tanah Suci, 1987:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Secara amnya, dianggarkan kira-kira 9 jam seminggu disiarkan rancangan berunsurkan Islam bagi tujuan penyerapan dakwah keluar melalui Radio dan Televisyen Malaysia. Gerakan penyerapan dakwah keluar akan diperhebatkan lagi dari masa ke semasa sesuai dengan perlembagaan Malaysia dan kehendak politik Negara ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Maka dapat disimpulkan di sini bahawa, rancangan yang berunsurkan agama Islam turut mendapat sambutan dari rakyat Malaysia serta Negara jiran. Begitu juga halnya, dengan Radio IKIM.FM yang mana turut mendapat sambutan hangat dari rakyat Malaysia. Hal ini terbukti melalui kenyataan yang dipetik dari Berita Harian pada 22 November 2003:&lt;br /&gt;“Stesen Radio IKIM.FM telah berjaya membina namanya dan dikatakan muncul sebagai radio berbahasa Melayu kedua paling popular selepas Era”. (Berita Harian, 22 November 2003).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kajian Ke Atas Responden Terhadap Program Radio Agama Di Amerika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Satu kajian telah dijalankan oleh sekumpulan pengkaji dari Jabatan Counterpoint Research, Office of Communication pada May 2005, yang mana kajian tersebut melihat persepsi pendengar terhadap rancangan yang berunsurkan agama. Sampel yang diambil terdiri daripada golongan yang beragama Islam, Hindu, Yahudi, Sikh, Budha serta golongan yang tidak beragama (non-believers). (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofcom.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.ofcom.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, 2005) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengkaji mendapati bahawa, responden yang diambil secara kaedah kumpulan fokus rata-rata menyatakan bahawa program berunsurkan agama tidak sewajarnya hanya memfokus kepada upacara ritual serta penyembahan tetapi rancangan tersebut perlu memfokus kepada unsur yang mempunyai nilai pertimbangan (contemplation), meditasi (meditation) dan refleksi (reflection). (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofcom.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.ofcom.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, 2005) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi penganut agama Sikh, responden menyatakan program berunsurkan agama Sikh terlalu sedikit di televisyen mahupun di radio. Oleh itu, penganut agama Sikh beranggapan bahawa media perlu perbanyakkan lagi rancangan, dokumentari, debat dan perbincangan mengenai agama Sikh ini. Seorang responden lelaki yang beragama Sikh menyatakan bahawa:&lt;br /&gt;“If you include those sorts of programmes then it’s a different question, yes I think these programmes are more important and it makes you think about what else programmes about someone’s faith should do”. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofcom.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.ofcom.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, Male, Sikh, Hayes, 2005) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Bagi penganut yang beragama Hindu berpendapat bahawa media perlu lebih terbuka dalam membincangkan isu agama dan perlu perbanyakkan lagi siaran tersebut. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofcom.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.ofcom.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, 2005) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Penganut yang beragama Islam pula menyatakan bahawa mereka berkongsi banyak pandangan dan amat menitikberatkan program serta saluran yang berunsurkan agama. Seorang responden Wanita yang beragama Islam menyatakan:&lt;br /&gt;“Not everybody knows what Islam is about, Islam is a peaceful religion, and that’s not being portrayed on the news or anywhere…they (religious programmes) should go back to the roots, tell the facts, particularly because some young people are forming their own opinions, especially with the world the way it is, with the Iraq war, with the Americans, and they don’t know what Islam is actually about”. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofcom.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.ofcom.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, Female, Muslim, Leeds, 2005) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu, dapat dikatakan di sini program yang berunsurkan agama perlu disiarkan di setiap rangkaian media yang ada. Analoginya di sini ialah program yang berunsurkan Islam mahupun media saluran Islam amat penting diadakan bagi mengelakkan salah faham orang bukan-Islam kepada orang Islam. Sebagai contohnya, usaha baik Institut Kefahaman Islam dalam usaha meningkatkan kefahaman orang bukan-Islam kepada Islam dilakukan dengan menubuhkan radio IKIM.FM di bawah institusi tersebut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(sambungan...minggu seterusnya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thesis; Intan Soliha Ibrahim.2007. Persepsi Pendengar Radio IKIM.FM ; Satu Kajian kes Pendengar di Bandaraya Kota Kinabalu. UMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8850657363995935178?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8850657363995935178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8850657363995935178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8850657363995935178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8850657363995935178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorotan-literatur-part-1.html' title='Sorotan Literatur part 1'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-9075255579013190290</id><published>2008-04-02T13:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:51:24.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; is a nick name for someone that i called as a teman beronggeng. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sani&lt;/span&gt; (my new friend) asked me what is rongeng? then i told him that ronggeng nie adalah satu aktiviti berhibur. Semalam tepat jam 7pm Kak G called me (ajak beronggeng) not only both of us but with Kak KB, Nad and Sani as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Actually we want to celebrated Kak G. Kak G akan bertolak ke NZ dlm masa yg terdekat nie. Congrats Kak G ..... Nampaknya, group ronggeng kami akan kekurangan sorang ahli, tp x pe ada Sani jd pengganti. sani? He's a good guy. Kak G and Kak KB told me that he's a good boy.. yeah.. i can c it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last night we watched Hortons together. we are laughing together.. and after that..we all p makan2. best la plak. For me Kak G is a very nice, charming, understanding and sporting lady that i ever met. just like her partner Kak KB. for me both of them share the same character ... sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;For the first time i heard people say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;binatang laut&lt;/span&gt;. terkejut gak...ada ke patut si Sani tue guna perkataan binatang laut, apa jenis makanan yang melibatkan haiwan seperti ayam dan dagung dia akan sebut binatang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we told him that, binatang tue agak keras bunyinya. high fidelity of sounds.. kalau haiwan tue kan agak lembut skit.. it sounds funny.. budaya setiap negeri kan berbeza. so we respect that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i just wanna to say that i'm gonna miss you Kak G...&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/724944437546105937-9075255579013190290?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/9075255579013190290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=9075255579013190290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/9075255579013190290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/9075255579013190290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/04/g.html' title='G'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6752283450970995551</id><published>2008-03-22T17:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T18:19:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory is Kenangan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sedang aku enak mencanai idea, tiba-tiba mata terarah ke satu tempat. tangan mula terasa gatal, entah apa angin aku..habis aku selongkar drower aku..melihat harta karun yang ada..mana tau terjumpa kenangan berharga. lantas kerja aku tergendala buat seketika. lagu All out of Love berkumandang memenuhi setiap ruang spectrum yang ada. Akhirnya, aku bertemu dengan kenangan yang tidak dapat aku lupakan seumur hidup aku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tanggal 27 Mei 2004, menjadi saksi jodoh antara aku dengan UMS. Ayah terdiam, membisu 1000 bicara sebelum melafazkan kata tahniah buat anak tersayang. Emak, terdiam, namun otaknya ligat mencari kata..akhirnya; kenapa UMS? Itu bicara yang terluah. Aku? Itu yang aku nanti…UMS. Rahsia yang aku cuba sembunyikan selama ini akhirnya pecah, bila aku nyatakan 6 dari 8 pilihan adalah UMS. NAH!!!!! Ruang tamu rumah agak hangat. Ibu mana yg tak gembira, tp bila anak nak merantau jauh, ada keberatan di jiwanya. Ayah mula memahami tindakan aku, lantas mengizinkan kaki ku jejak ke Sabah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Aku, Mas, Chong Wei menaiki MAS bertolak ke Sabah. Ingat lagi ticket business class kami sambar. Sebulan selepas orientasi aku masuk wad. Mak dan ayah semakin bersemangat minta aku tukar Universiti..alasan kalau aku sakit macam mana? Aku tetap berkeras, tidak ada siapa yang boleh mengubah fikiran aku. Aku akan tetap di UMS. Mak agak kecewa sedikit. Ayah, menunjukkan sikap open-mindednya. Mungkin dicocok oleh mak, ayah mengutarakan kebimbangan. Aku kata; no worries. Lantas ayah diam kembali. Faham sikap anak yang tidak mudah berubah pendirian.&lt;br /&gt;Itu antara awal sejarah pemergian aku ke UMS. Tp bukan itu yang aku ingin bicarakan…kini, lagu Good bye – air supply berkumandang…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;aku terjumpa kembali CD rakaman aku dan rakan2 sesi 2004/2007… Sesi perkenalan antara aku dan rakan2 bagaikan terakam kembali…time first year dulu..kami x berapa rapat..Cuma dgn insan2 tertentu jer aku rapat.. ingat lagi..time tue aku agak rapat dengan Murni dan Atie..yea tiga beradik bersama..pergi kuliah dan tutorial sama2.. Outing sama2..Semua sama2. Tapi, bila dapat group assignment kena cari lagi 2 orang…maka ketika itu Suhaira datang meng offer kan dirinya. Dia dan Sahar. Maka bertambah rakan-rakan aku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nik cakap for the first time he knew me, he said aku budak sombong!!! Sombong ke aku? May be la ada skit. Kalau kami terserempak, dia dan rakan2 cakap; “eii Intan la..intan la..nak tegur ke?”. Emm tak yah la.. sombong!!!! Tapi kami mula rapat time second year. Itu pun time raya. Yeala.. time tue aku raya di UMS. Nasib baik nik dan Pak Lah ada. Kalau tidak menangis air mata darah aku kat situ. Nik siap bagi aku kuih raya. Terharunya aku time tue. Thanks Nik. Aku Tanya, kenapa tak tegur je intan dulu. Dia kata; tak berani la…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Second year plak, aku meluaskan lagi persahabatan dengan mengenali rapat Flor, Christ, Elvith, F1, Alena, Saba, Yus, Adney, Kak Na, Myzatul, Siti, Siti Salmah, Nurlina, Unik, Willy, Opak, Faiz, Yussof, Tharma, Kubendran, Prashan. Mana nama2 yang tidak tersenarai jgn terasa. I do remember u all and I do love u all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Time tue kami agak busy dengan radio programming. For your information, I love radio for the first time I met Ayah Dzul. Until now, rasa cinta itu semakin mendalam...deep, deeper and deepest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Final year plak, lagi kami rapat. We got really wacky. Asal aku masuk kelas, for sure ada gossip. Cakap jer gossip apa. International gossip, internal affair dari semua aspek. Gossip politik, ekonomi dan sosio-budaya. Tapi, klu gossip antara kawan..aku nie di kira ada lambat skit la yang dapat tau. For example, gossip between Ally and Faiz. Who knows? I’m really2 shocked at that time. “La…ye ke?” ‘macam mana la aku boleh dapat tittle ketua gossip’!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gossip paling hot dan menjadi medan pertempuran antara aku dan Kak Syaz adalah isu perkahwinan Ct dgn Dato’ K. Apa taknya, geng2 Ally, Atie, atau dalam kata lain the whole class tau aku tak berkenan dgn ct. kak Syaz plak, minat betul. Mr Azman hanya tersenyum dan gelak sahaja bila mendengar hujah kami. Time tue kami studies bout integrated marketing tak silap aku la..ini semua pasal media. Pegang BH /UM front page berita CT. TV 3, Iklan pasal perkahwinan dorang tue, tak yah citer la.. sakit jiwa aku time tue tengok tv. Nk je aku telan hidup2 tv tue…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Itu cerita aku dengan budak penyiaran/kewartawanan. Cerita aku dengan budak PR macam mana? Aku kira, aku sebenarnya bersikap sangat terbuka. Aku agak rapat dengan Dzul, Kak Nor, Mimie, Mariana, Wan, Nik, pak Lah dan lain2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Satu persatu projek kami laksanakan dengan baik. Even terdapat kesilapan..aku dan kau Cuma manusia biasa. Inikan lidah lagi tergigit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last month, F1 called me. He said that he missed me and our friends. I do miss him. We had a talked. He told me about his life. Last two month, I’d met Jay. One of my friends kat BTN. Lucu pun ada. Kami ungkit kisah lama. Lucu plak bila teringat yang aku nie gayat dengan tempat tinggi. Tapi naik flight x plak aku gayat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Now, after I saw the movie, I know that I miss my friends. Siti Salmah kata; dia rindukan gossip aku, ocehan aku, ketawa aku pun dia rindu. Thanks ya Salmah. Tharma also called me. Atie, once in a blue moon. Maklumlah dah ada husband dan anak. Murni, sometimes jumpa jugak kat dalam UMS nie. Dzul, baru2 nie aku ada jumpa dia..we talked about our old friends..our future planning..thanks God, Dzul meneruskan perjuangannya di UiTM.. and willy…faiz? Sometime. But lately, ada gak aku try call dia tp x bersambut. Time tue aku nk Tanya apa issue dia. What’s going on? Ada hal skit…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Biarlah persahabatan ini dibina hingga ke mati. Here I am…without u guys… L meneruskan perjuangan bersama Abah Mie. I hope one day we will meet and outing together J macam biasa la..klu dengan intan bowling la….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&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/724944437546105937-6752283450970995551?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6752283450970995551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6752283450970995551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6752283450970995551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6752283450970995551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/03/memory-is-kenangan.html' title='Memory is Kenangan'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6973453445069913978</id><published>2008-03-03T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T12:10:30.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondok</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pondok itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Menjadi saksi pertemuan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Antara kau dan aku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pondok itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Menjadi saksi permulaan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kepada sebuah persahabatan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pondok itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sering kali menyaksikan gelak tawa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;antara kau dan aku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pondok itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Menghimpunkan banyak cerita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kau dan aku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pondok itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tidak lagi dihimpuni cerita kau dan aku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yang tinggal hanya kenangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* Last aku p tengok pondok tersebut adalah pada tahun 2004 b4 aku buat degree aku kat Sabah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yang aku nampak hanya semak dan samun.. bunyi cengkerik..nyamuk merata tempat..sempat gak aku kna cium oleh nyamuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hari ini aku begitu merindui pondok tersebut dan juga dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pondok tersebut teletak disebuah daerah di Pahang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yang pasti hingga kini, aku tak mungkin lagi bertemu dengan dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;moga Tuhan mencucuri rahmat ke atas dirinya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-6973453445069913978?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6973453445069913978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6973453445069913978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6973453445069913978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6973453445069913978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/03/pondok.html' title='Pondok'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4353466440554650977</id><published>2008-02-23T17:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T19:55:15.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coretan untuk dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubungan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Untuk DIA)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awalnya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubungan itu ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penuh dengan gelak tawa..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senda Gurau mewarnai sekeping kanvas..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damai menerjah ke hati..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pertengahannya,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diterjah pergolakkan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diserkap salah faham...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satu hati kian terguris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanya kerana Pena...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Akhirnya,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubungan itu..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entah ke mana...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bagaikan Kapal yang kehilangan nakhoda..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dilautan yang tidak berombak..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ia semakin karam.&lt;/strong&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/724944437546105937-4353466440554650977?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4353466440554650977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4353466440554650977&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4353466440554650977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4353466440554650977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/02/coretan-untuk-dia.html' title='Coretan untuk dia'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8393665382952366729</id><published>2008-02-18T09:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:38.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model kegunaan dan Pemuasan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Model Kegunaan Dan Pemuasan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Rajah di bawah merupakan struktur lakaran model, hasil ilham Rosengren (1974) bagi menerangkan orang ramai memilih media dan bentuk program yang ditonton mahupun yang didengari berdasarkan setakat mana media dan program yang disiarkan atau yang dikeudarakan memenuhi kehendak khalayak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Rajah 1.2: Model Kegunaan dan Pemuasaan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168127129589891378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7jgPhFDwTI/AAAAAAAAACw/BmD7UrC6nGw/s400/rajah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;(Sumber: McQuail &amp;amp;Windhal, 1993: 135)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajah tersebut menerangkan bahawa, setiap manusia mempunyai keperluan asas yang (1) mampu melengkapi kehendak mereka. Contohnya, keperluan untuk melepaskan diri dari tekanan. Karakter (2) atau sikap setiap individu adalah berbeza dan bergantung kepada persepsi individu itu sendiri. Individu ini tinggal dalam sebuah kelompok yang dikenali sebagai masyarakat (3) yang turut di kelilingi dengan media seperti radio dan televisyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merujuk kepada perkara asas yang dipilih ialah melepaskan diri dari tekanan (escapism), perkara ini timbul dari masalah yang dihadapi oleh setiap individu. Tanggapan masalah (4) di sini boleh dikatakan berpunca dari bebanan kerja bagi seorang pekerja. Maka pekerja atau individu tersebut akan mencari jalan penyelesaian (5). Bak kata pepatah Inggeris, ‘&lt;em&gt;Every problem had solution and every solution begins with us’&lt;/em&gt;. Maksudnya di sini, individu atau pekerja itu sendiri akan mencari jalan penyelesaian bagi masalahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penyelesaiannya ialah dengan memilih rangkaian siaran media yang diminati untuk mendapatkan hiburan menerusi lagu-lagu yang dimainkan. Tujuannya (6) ialah untuk mendapatkan ketenangan serta berhibur disamping menenangkan fikiran akibat dari bebanan kerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penggunaan media (7) di sini bukan sahaja untuk mendapatkan hiburan malah boleh di klasifikasikan sebagai tempat mendapatkan maklumat serta pendidikan. Dari penggunaan media tersebut ia dipengaruhi oleh perlakuan lain (8) seperti untuk menambahkan ilmu pengetahuan, keinginan yang tinggi dalam mencari sesuatu perkara dan lain-lain lagi. Setiap perkara yang dilakukan oleh manusia pasti mempunyai tujuan. Tujuannya ialah satu iaitu untuk mencapai keinginan atau kehendak perasaan yang didalangi oleh pemikiran yang rasional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Kesimpulannya, model ini menerangkan bagaimana ciri-ciri individu (pendengar) yang berlainan watak menggunakan saluran media massa demi untuk memuaskan kehendak dan untuk menyelesaikan masalah. Individu tertentu mempunyai tujuan yang berlainan untuk menyokong perlakuannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Rujukan: Tesis; Intan Soliha Ibrahim,2007, Persepsi Pendengar Terhadap Radio IKIM.FM: Satu Kajian Kes Pendengar di Bandaraya Kota Kinabalu. UMS (page:19-21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: Rentetan dari nota Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8393665382952366729?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8393665382952366729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8393665382952366729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8393665382952366729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8393665382952366729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/02/model-kegunaan-dan-pemuasan.html' title='Model kegunaan dan Pemuasan'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7jgPhFDwTI/AAAAAAAAACw/BmD7UrC6nGw/s72-c/rajah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-3955284614277123469</id><published>2008-02-14T10:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:24:33.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 February...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dari aku kecil hingga la nie...tiap kali 14 februari muncul..pasti kedengaran ungkapan Happy Valentine's Day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dulu, aku dok berpikir la..ape la benda tue? la nie jugak aku dah faham ..ape kebenda tue..Ustaz aku aku kata tak boleh sambut..tp..la nie aku tengok 'masyarakat' yg sama jenis ngan aku nie dok sibuk menyambut...depa tau ke makna disebalik perayaan valentine's day tue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yea la, klu ditelusuri sejarah valentine's day itu sendiri, sangatlah menarik konon-kononnya.. x payah la aku cerita kat sini..itu semua u all boleh dapat dengan mengakses wikipedia la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;la nie.aku tengok kedai-kedai bunga dan coklat laku habis..untung yang girl...dapat bunga dapat coklat..dapat hadiah..wah bestnya...tp..ada jugak kawan aku yang merana ari nie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dia email kat aku 10.45am..dia wrote; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tan, i already break with.... sakitnya hati...awal2 lagi aku dh sediakan gift...tup2 dia wat aku cam nie...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sian aku tengok hasil tulisannya..nak jer aku balas padan muka hang!!! tapi sian plak..klu dia terbaca entri aku nie..sorry la geng..sometimes aku kna wat camni...cinta itu buta..jadi ko pun antara yg buta jugak lah kan..hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sabda Rasulullah s.a.w; kecintaan pada sesuatu boleh membutakan dan tuli.. cinta itu abstrak..there is no wrong and right in loves...jadi terpulang pada hangpa la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tp la nie jugak ada seorang insan yg aku sendiri tidak pasti sama ada dia sedang berduka atau ok jek...mungkin dia ok jek..thats y dia boleh menoktahkan sesuatu...tidak ada kesengsaraan dihatinya, tidak ada kesedihan dihatinya, tidak ada rasa cinta..yea..itu yang sebetulnya..tidak ada rasa cinta di hatinya..maka dia menamatkan perhubungan di situ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hubungan jarak jauh..dia kata sukar...si girl pasrah..tapi setelah berfikir banyak kali..si girl perasaan antara mereka bukan lagi bagai langit dan bumi tapi bagai bumi dgn planet pluto kali... cara hidup mereka berbeza.. si girl lebih terbuka...suka berkawan, sangatlah friendly... si boy .. tak sure la plak..ntah..sukar diramal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tp yg pasti mereka tidak diciptakan untuk bersama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;la nie...ungkapan valentine's day tue..tak de lah aku nantikan..sebab ustaz aku kata tak boleh disambut..jadi diam2 kat umah jer la..hanging out ngan teman2...itu yg best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;buat mereka yang hangat bercinta aku kira...moga kalian bahagia...jgn jadi seperti mereka yg kehilangan cinta...huhuhuhu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;untuk seorang kenalan yg aku panggil "fan"...a home is where u live but a house is where u heart is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;untuk seorang insan yg aku panggil "lal"...happy2 sokmo...Allah bless u always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one word freeze us of all weigh and pain.. the word is what ha?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ralat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;utk fan..a house is where u live but a home is where ur heart is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tq ayah tiri..coz memperbetulkan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-3955284614277123469?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/3955284614277123469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=3955284614277123469&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3955284614277123469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/3955284614277123469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/02/14-february.html' title='14 February...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7275737308533860439</id><published>2008-02-12T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:40.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;syok giler last night layan citer beautiful missie...lakonan Song IL Gook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165919400435630274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7EIUxFDwMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xirzQXlYG0U/s400/miniphoto42244.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;cerita nie memang lucu..dari awal layan sampai abis..gelak tawa jer.. hahahahaha... i love korean movie...anak ikan pun anak ikan la..janji sedap mata memandang.. moral of the story yang aku dapat.. jahat macam mane pun manusia tue..pendidikan paling utama.. sometimes love can change people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sabda Rasulullah s.a.w; kecintaan pada sesuatu boleh membuat kita buta dan tuli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kat sini aku paparkan gak wajah2 jejaka korea ku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7EIHxFDwLI/AAAAAAAAABw/BbiUNeSLPXo/s1600-h/posterphoto42274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165919177097330866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7EIHxFDwLI/AAAAAAAAABw/BbiUNeSLPXo/s400/posterphoto42274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Song IL Gook&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Missie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7EJYxFDwOI/AAAAAAAAACI/XYSUYwtPO-U/s1600-h/dennis1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165920568666734818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 407px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7EJYxFDwOI/AAAAAAAAACI/XYSUYwtPO-U/s400/dennis1.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dennis Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7ELHxFDwPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5z4QCZzaTeo/s1600-h/jaewon.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165922475632214258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="160" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7ELHxFDwPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5z4QCZzaTeo/s400/jaewon.gif" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jea Won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7ELahFDwQI/AAAAAAAAACY/f6BLPEx_MkI/s1600-h/ji+hun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165922797754761474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="160" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7ELahFDwQI/AAAAAAAAACY/f6BLPEx_MkI/s400/ji+hun.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ji Hun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7ELyBFDwRI/AAAAAAAAACg/cSo3M4j04GI/s1600-h/yongjun20063918758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165923201481687314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="235" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7ELyBFDwRI/AAAAAAAAACg/cSo3M4j04GI/s400/yongjun20063918758.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yun Ji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cool ha?...For sure Doraemon akan guling2 menatap pic nie...Mak tiri, Ultraman,...polis angkasa gaban, black rangers and the gang...hehehe...sabar je la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-7275737308533860439?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7275737308533860439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7275737308533860439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7275737308533860439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7275737308533860439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/02/syok-giler-last-night-layan-citer.html' title='My...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R7EIUxFDwMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xirzQXlYG0U/s72-c/miniphoto42244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4120584831635262379</id><published>2008-02-05T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T10:31:41.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats When I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The question is; how do u know when u fall in love with someone? Yesterday, Ultraman said to me; Ha mcm nie la gaya org bercinta...thats when Mak tiri ketawa sorang2 depan laptop!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Last week Black Rangers perdengarkan aku lagu nie.. Thats When I Love You - Aslyn..suddenly..i realize that i fall in love with this song. so sweet :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When u have to look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When u don’t have much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That’s when I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love u just that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To here u stumble when u speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or see u walk with two left feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That’s when I love you I love u endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And when your mad cause u lost the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Forget I’m waiting in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Baby I love u, I love u anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;here’s my promise made tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U can count on me 4 life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; that’s when I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When nothing u do can change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The more my heart can’t get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That’s when I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So when u turn to hide your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cause the movie it made u cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That’s when I love u,I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A little more each time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And when u can’t quite match you clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or when u laugh at your own jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that’s when I love u, I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;More then u know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And when u forget that we had a date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or that look that u give when u show up late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Baby I love u ,I love u anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here’s my promise made tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U can count on me 4 life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cause that’s when I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When nothing u do can change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The more my heart can’t get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hat’s when I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ohh that’s when I love u when nothing baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nothing u do could change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The more I learn, the more I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The more my heart can’t get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That’s when I love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;when I love u no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The lyric brings 1000 pictures. Then i realize something missing in my heart... wah x cayanya ... aku tulis camni..hahahaha..klu Polis Angkasa Gaban terbaca ruangan nie..pasti dia gelak terguling-guling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Blue Rangers, Green Rangers and White Rangers, for sure rasa mcm nie jugak kan?.. itu kan fitrah manusia..siapa aku untuk menghalang perasaan itu? aku juga tidak punya hak untuk menghalang perasaan mereka pd aku (klu ada la) dan mereka juga tidak berhak memaksa aku (klu ada la)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tp aku suka sangat dgn lagu nie... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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You'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-186244765962214559</id><published>2008-01-30T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:57:44.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerana Kau Lelaki itu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alhamdulillah..sehingga hari ini aku masih lagi dapat menghirup udara ini..aku masih lagi berpijak di bumi yang nyata...aku masih lagi boleh tersenyum melihat mereka ketawa..aku masih lagi boleh menjadi pendengar dan menjadi penglipur lara yang baik..aku masih lagi berdaya untuk melakukan kerja2 ku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sedar atau tidak...dh penghujung januari 2008..yang banyak melakarkan cerita aku dan dia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That night aku hanging out ngan Kak Es dan Abg Edi..km p tgk wayang..Dlm kereta..mereka perdengarkan aku dengan lagu nie...aik...macam ada kaitan jer...hehehe...tp aku rasa lagu nie mcm sesuai untuk dia... :)iya...kerana kau lelaki...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lirik lagu tue berbunyi begini... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aku melintasi malam sepiku…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;tanpa dirimu disisiku kakasih…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;rasa sesal yang slalu menghantuiku…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;di saat kucampakan dirimu manis…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;walau kini engkau sudah….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;menjadi milik yang lain aku tetap cinta…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ku harap engkau kembali…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;untuk maafkanku…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;bunga beri aku…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;satu kesempatan lagi…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;jangan sampai kumengemis padamu…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;bunga ku berjanji…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;kali ini akan ku tapati…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;karena aku lelaki…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sudah ku mantapkan…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hatiku untukmu…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hanya engkau yang mampu…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;mengerti aku…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;tinggalkan dirinya kembalilah padaku…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hanya aku yang mampu memahamimu…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sudah tutup saja mata…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;lupakan semua…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;yang telah terjadi…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;mari kita mulai lagi…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;satu kisah cinta…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;bunga beri aku…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;satu kesempatan lagi…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;jangan sampai kumengemis padamu…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;bunga ku berjanji…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;kali ini akan kutepati…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;karena aku lelaki….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ish..betul2 menusuk kalbu...kalau untuk dia..tidak ada kesempatan untuk kali kedua.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;as saying goes..u can remembered the 2nd, and the 3rd and the 4th time but there is no time like the 1st..it always there.. :) tp x semestinya untuk kembali :)&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/724944437546105937-186244765962214559?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/186244765962214559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=186244765962214559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/186244765962214559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/186244765962214559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/01/kerana-kau-lelaki-itu.html' title='Kerana Kau Lelaki itu'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2381825845148601991</id><published>2008-01-22T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:40.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mereka buat aku MENANGIS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hari ini dalam sejarah... aku dapat honorarium dr projek FINAS...jadi aku berniat nk blanja Kak Es &amp;amp; Group STL..dari mlm semalam aku dh inform Kak Es yg aku nk blanja dia..hehehehe..yea la..dorang dh banyak tolong Intan..takat belanja makan tue..apala.sangat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pastu..pagi tadi jam 11.45 pagi aku dapat habuan aku.. yea..yea..jd tengah hari tue...ingat nk p la..tp..kebetulan Kak Asnie dan Kak Dila ada hal..jadi Kak Es sajala... nak dipendekkan citer..ada Abg Budi..jd km bertiga p sama-sama mkn di McD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sedang km enak makan di sana..abg Budi ternampak abg Mosli dan Abg Zizan..jd kami melambai sahaja..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sampai di opis petang tue..aku call ext bilik Abg Mosli...ingat nk ambil barang di sana..tp abg Fauzi yg jawab..dia kata.."ooo..p McD x ajak.."..terus aku p bilik Abg Mosli..niat nk melepak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tanpa aku sangka dan tanpa ku duga..Abg Fauzi, Abg Mosli dan Abg Zizan..menyatakan kehampaan hati mereka..betapa terkilannya mereka dengan tindakan itu..adoi..sedih intan dengar..rasabersalah plak.. intan minta maaf sesangat..tidak ada niat nk pinggir atau melupakan kawan..sedangkan mereka adalah insan2 yang intan sayang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Malangnya..setiap penjelasan itu ditolak bulat-bulat..sebab terlalu sedih..maka aku pun menangis..tanpa aku sangka tue lagi.. Jam 4 ptg Abg Fauzi ada kelas..jd waktu dia keluar ..Intan kata abg sorry...tp abg Fauzie kata "Walap"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sedihnya... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sorry... intan sayang u all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;intan cerita kat Kak Es.. Kak Es ketawa..lucu.. ia aku pun ketawa sama... hehehehe.. biarpun menangis tp itu adalah kenangan yang indah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158244331458334002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R5XD49E_DTI/AAAAAAAAABY/UxZOjLaHHPs/s400/Abg+Zizan,+Abg+Fauzie+%26+Intan.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&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/724944437546105937-2381825845148601991?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2381825845148601991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2381825845148601991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2381825845148601991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2381825845148601991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/01/mereka-buat-aku-menangis.html' title='Mereka buat aku MENANGIS...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R5XD49E_DTI/AAAAAAAAABY/UxZOjLaHHPs/s72-c/Abg+Zizan,+Abg+Fauzie+%26+Intan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-4159316107562544944</id><published>2008-01-20T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA... (part 1..and may be the last part)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R5LHu9E_DSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nHn3z9TD_Fw/s1600-h/IMG_6952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R5LHu9E_DSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nHn3z9TD_Fw/s400/IMG_6952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157404132776021282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Roses are red&lt;br /&gt;Violet are blue&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada korelasikah? ntah..but i know something missing in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time after 8 months we r not seen each others..we r talking in a simple way.."apa khabar?" thats his first question.. Alhamdulillah..ada demam skit..Tuhan jer yg tau apa yg aku rasa time tue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia dh banyak berubah...and i like the changes... hemmm...wait...what drives the changes? hemmm menarik utk dikaji..biarkan...janji ada nmpk perubahan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know my face turn to red...and he also realize that..8 months...Excuse me...what do u expect? of course km kelihatan spt org asing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks surprise when i  told him what I'm doing right now.  boleh dia ckp.."x cerita pun dgn abg..." what the hell he thinks? argh..just forget about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp memori cerita lama tersingkap kembali..lucu pn ada...kalau Anis and thay ada kat sini..for sure dorang gelak...Nis, ur lecturer is here with me right now..if u r here..u can see the changes...and u might like it.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg "gitu2 " msh ada skit..but if u look deeps in his eyes...u can see the glance... cahaya yg slama nie wat aku rasa ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight (January 20, 2008) it will be the last time i can see him.. and i will miss this moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz..what comes from the heart goes to the heart... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/724944437546105937-4159316107562544944?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/4159316107562544944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=4159316107562544944&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4159316107562544944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/4159316107562544944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-part-1and-may-be-last-part.html' title='DIA... (part 1..and may be the last part)'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R5LHu9E_DSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nHn3z9TD_Fw/s72-c/IMG_6952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7021008064070064084</id><published>2008-01-17T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:41.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baru aku sedar..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R49fUdE_DQI/AAAAAAAAABA/BjtNy-Ykots/s1600-h/1_895717847m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R49fUdE_DQI/AAAAAAAAABA/BjtNy-Ykots/s320/1_895717847m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156444903370067202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kini baru aku sedar betapa sebelum ini aku alpa..jarang sekali aku memerhati keadaan sekeliling...yg aku tahu..aku dgn dunia ku..dunia yg penuh dgn cabaran..dunia yg bermain dgn teori dan falsafah..dunia yg sering bergelut dgn perkataan sparing..dunia yg menuntut aku agar sentiasa beridea...sentiasa kritis, analitikal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R49fUNE_DPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xfU9iVmD1i8/s1600-h/1_234329728m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R49fUNE_DPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xfU9iVmD1i8/s320/1_234329728m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156444899075099890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Isu2 semasa?emmm..itu hari2 perlu aku tau..tp kadang2 terlepas pandang jugak..biasalah aku asyik dgn dunia ku sendiri...Kak Armie, Kak Ana kata itu dunia semata-mata...sering kali ia disambut dgn gelak tawa..abg zizan pula.."dunia semua itu, tidak hadhari..hehehe"...lucu jugak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, setelah 4 tahun aku di UMS...baru aku sedar...ada pepohon yg indah utk diperhatikan, tatkala jiwa kacau, tatkala otak pening memikirkan tentang method, tentang problem statement, tentang dunia aku dan mereka...tatkala itu juga..aku rasa bayu lembut yg menampar halus ke muka ku..menyedarkan aku semula...Subhanallah..cantiknya ciptaan Tuhan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat aku kpd Abg Budi...dia pernah tanya kpd aku apa Falsafah hidup ku..persoalan yg sama jg aku tanyakan kpd dia..dia kata Kasih sayang.. sebenarnya tika itu aku agak tersentap..terkejut aku..jauh benar dgn falsafah hidup ku..terdetik dlm hati ku, aku ni bukan penyayang ke? kejam ke aku?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasionalnya..tidak kejam..falsafah hidup aku mengajar aku utk mencapai apa yg aku impikan...berteraskan ilmu...hasil sparing aku dgn abg Budi, baru aku sedar betapa aku asyik dgn dunia ku sendiri..aku bersyukur krn dikelilingi oleh teman2 yg penuh kasih dan sayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teringat aku kpd bait-bait indah lagu yg aku sendiri tak tau tajuknya..apatah lagi penyanyinya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bila ku sedari diri di sayangi&lt;br /&gt;langkah kaki ini semakin berani.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerana kasih sayang parents aku, my family, pensyarah2 aku, sahabat, teman dan rakan...membuatkan aku yakin utk melangkah jauh namun mungkin kasih sayang yg aku beri kpd mereka tidak sehebat yg mereka bg pd aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru aku sedar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R49fUtE_DRI/AAAAAAAAABI/VMxTqVXp_c4/s1600-h/1_941327080m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R49fUtE_DRI/AAAAAAAAABI/VMxTqVXp_c4/s320/1_941327080m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156444907665034514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/724944437546105937-7021008064070064084?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7021008064070064084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7021008064070064084&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7021008064070064084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7021008064070064084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/01/baru-aku-sedar.html' title='Baru aku sedar..'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R49fUdE_DQI/AAAAAAAAABA/BjtNy-Ykots/s72-c/1_895717847m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-5637743996831159337</id><published>2008-01-13T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T10:34:15.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hijrah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dah lama aku tak menulis diruangan ini..nota pun dh lama aku tak upgrade.. just one reasons.. busy..i have been very busy with my master thesis. i thinks its not to late for me to wish Salam Maal Hijrah 1429H :) Harap tahun nie...segala yang aku rencanakan akan berjalan lancar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;namun..ada something yang buat aku takut..bukan takut untuk menghadapi hari-hari muka..tapi aku takut akan dosa-dosaku yang lepas..arghhh..banyaknya dosa-dosa aku..saban hari aku bertemu rakan2..pelbagai cerita telah aku kumpul.. pelbagai cerita dengan pelbagai warna yang menghiasi kanvas hidup ku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;namun itu rencah kehidupan...cerita yang tak boleh aku lupakan adalah cerita hangat FFVPM 5.. di sini bukan sekadar menguji kesabaran, namun ia memperlihatkan 1001 sikap manusia yang aku perlu hadapi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;cerita penuh konflik...antara kepercayaan dengan kejujuran..dalam mengenali seseorang yang aku dan kita semua harapkan adalah kejujuran dan kepercayaan.. namun aku kira perlu berterima kasih kepada Abg Fauzi dan Kak Es yang sentiasa mendengar rintihan dan keluh kesah aku yang kadang2 ntah apa2.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;terima kasih kepada Abg Mosli yang aku lihat kadang-kadang sabar melayan karenah dan permintaan ku..dan terima kasih atas bantuan thesis yang dihulurkan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;terima kasih Abg Budi yang sering membantu ku dalam menyiapkan kerja-kerja yang melibatkan projek2 tertentu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;terima kasih abg Yusten..pendengar setia...tempat untuk aku meluahkan kata tidak puas hati ku..teman yang senang utk aku berbicara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;terima kasih kepada kak asnie dan kak dila, abg stanley, kak pauline dan kak Mainie..kehadiran kalian banyak mewarnai hidup ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;terima kasih kak ain, abg tahir dan abg erfan..atas memori2 indah bersama kalian..memori yang tak mungkin aku lupa hingga hujung nyawa ku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;tidak lupa juga buat izam..terima kasih atas kehadiran awak dalam hidup saya.. sedikit sebanyak banyak menyedarkan saya erti kehidupan..secara tidak langsung ia membuatkan manusia seperti saya memikirkan satu part lagi dalam kehidupan manusia yang penting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;harapan ku agar hari2 mendatang akan lebih jernih dan moga aku mampu meminggirkan hasutan-hasutan syaitan yang sering memburu manusia2 yang lemah seperti aku dan kamu..InsyaAllah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Andai ku tahu….&lt;br /&gt;Kapan tiba ajalku…&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan memohon tuhan tolong panjangkan umurku… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andai ku tahu…&lt;br /&gt;Kapan tiba masaku…&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan memohon tuhan jangan kau ambil nyawaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut akan semua dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut dosa yg terus membayangiku… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andai ku tahu…&lt;br /&gt;Malaikatmu kan menjemputku…&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku mengucap kata taubat padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut akan semua dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut dosa yg terus membayangiku… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ampuni aku dari segala dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Ampuni aku menangis ku bertaubat padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Aku manusia yang takut neraka…&lt;br /&gt;Namun aku juga tak pantas disurga… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andai ku tahu….&lt;br /&gt;Kapan tiba ajalku…&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku mengucap kata taubat padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut akan semua dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut dosa yg terus membayangiku…&lt;br /&gt;Ampuni aku dari segala dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Ampuni aku menangis ku bertaubat padamu… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-5637743996831159337?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/5637743996831159337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=5637743996831159337&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5637743996831159337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/5637743996831159337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2008/01/hijrah.html' title='Hijrah..'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2028916881645528236</id><published>2007-12-27T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:28:26.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan</title><content type='html'>Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan (Uses and Gratifications Theory) diadaptasi dari tradisi Teori Fungsionalis yang diperkenalkan oleh para sosiologis termasuk Jay Blumler dan Elihu Katz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika ditelusuri sejarah Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan ini, ia mula diperkenalkan pada awal tahun 1940-an hasil daripada kajian oleh Herzog (1944), Suchman (1942), dan Berelson (1949). Menurut Katz, Blumler dan Gurevitch (1974, dalam Samsuddin A. Rahim, 2003:68) kebanyakan kajian mengenai komunikasi tertumpu pada sejauh mana sesuatu maklumat yang disebarkan melalui media dapat mempengaruhi sikap atau tingkah laku orang ramai. Tumpuan yang sedemikian menunjukkan seolah-olah tidak ada fungsi lain untuk komunikasi massa selain daripada tujuan pembujukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu, Blumler dan Katz (1974), mencadangkan bahawa menurut Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan pengguna media (khalayak) memainkan peranan yang aktif dalam memilih dan menggunakan media. Menurut kenyataannya, pengguna media mengambil bahagian dalam proses komunikasi secara aktif dan menjadi sasaran media. Blumler dan Katz menyatakan bahawa pengguna media mencari bahan atau program yang disiarkan yang mampu memberikan kepuasan kepada pengguna media. Hal ini bermakna Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan mengandaikan bahawa pendengar mempunyai hak untuk memilih dalam memberikan kepuasan kepada kehendak mereka. (&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/spring2001/uses.htm"&gt;http://www.google.com/spring2001/uses.htm&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdasarkan penjelasan tersebut, Katz lebih menjurus kepada kesan komunikasi. Perkara ini disebabkan pada ketika itu banyak kajian menunjukkan media tidak begitu berpengaruh untuk mengubah sikap dan tingkah laku khalayaknya. Contohnya, kajian Lazarsfeld yang kemudiannya mencadangkan hipotesis sebaran dua peringkat setelah mendapati media tidak begitu berpengaruh untuk memujuk orang ramai mengundi seseorang calon dalam pilihan raya Presiden Amerika Syarikat. (Samsuddin A. Rahim, 2003:68).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sini Katz menimbulkan satu persoalan iaitu Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan lebih releven kepada permasalahan kajian seperti “Apakah yang dilakukan oleh orang ramai apabila mereka membaca atau menonton media?” Dan bukannya “Apakah yang dapat dilakukan oleh media kepada orang ramai?” seperti yang dipersoalkan oleh kebanyakkan sarjana terdahulu. Hal ini kerana khalayak mempunyai sebab atau persepsi mengapa mendedahkan diri kepada media. Dalam konteks ini, media merujuk kepada radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teori kegunaan dan Pemuasan ini pada asasnya mempunyai andaian berikut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)                  Khalayak adalah sebagai individu yang aktif iaitu mereka mempunyai tujuan dan matlamat tertentu apabila mendedahkan diri kepada media.&lt;br /&gt;b)                  Dalam proses komunikasi massa, daya usaha untuk menentukan pemilihan media untuk memenuhi sesuatu keperluan ditentukan oleh pendengar.&lt;br /&gt;c)                  Media sentiasa bertanding dengan sumber-sumber lain untuk memuaskan keperluan pendengar.&lt;br /&gt;(McQuail dan Windhal 1981, Tan 1981).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdasarkan andaian pertama iaitu khalayak adalah sebagai individu yang aktif iaitu mereka mempunyai tujuan dan matlamat tertentu apabila mendedahkan diri kepada media adalah berdasarkan kepada keperluan pendengar itu sendiri. Sebagai contohnya, seseorang pendengar mendengar radio mungkin kerana ingin mendapatkan pengetahuan melalui program radio yang disiarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seterusnya, dalam proses komunikasi massa, daya usaha untuk menentukan pemilihan media untuk memenuhi sesuatu keperluan ditentukan oleh pendengar. Hal ini menjelaskan bahawa persepsi pendengar juga bergantung kepada pemilihan pendengar terhadap sesuatu siaran yang dikatakan memberi kepuasan kepada pendengar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andaian yang seterusnya ialah media sentiasa bertanding serta bersaing dengan sumber-sumber lain untuk memuaskan keperluan pendengar. Matlamat mana-mana stesen media adalah untuk mendapatkan keuntungan dan mencapai matlamat stesen tersebut. Hal ini kerana radio yang mempunyai pendengar yang ramai akan mendapat pengiklan yang ramai dan keuntungan akan meningkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, tingkah laku individu boleh dikatakan banyak dipengaruhi oleh keperluan dan minat seseorang individu dan bukan semata-mata disebabkan oleh ciri-ciri isi kandungan media secara tersendiri. Bagi Blumler, McQuail dan Brown (1972), ada beberapa kategori keperluan yang ingin dipenuhi oleh pendengar apabila mendedahkan diri kepada media iaitu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)                  Kepelbagaian (untuk mengelakkan diri daripada keadaan yang biasa, meluahkan perasaan).&lt;br /&gt;b)                  Hubungan peribadi (keperluan maklumat untuk bahan perbualan dalam interaksi sosial, menganggap media sebagai ‘teman’ menghibur).&lt;br /&gt;c)                  Identiti peribadi atau psikologi peribadi (pengukuhan nilai, memberikan jaminan diri, memahami diri, menerokai realiti hidup dan lain-lain).&lt;br /&gt;d)                  Risikan (mencari maklumat tentang sesuatu yang mungkin akan mempengaruhi diri atau membantu individu mencapai dan melakukan sesuatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kategori di atas merupakan antara ciri-ciri keperluan yang diperlukan oleh pendengar. Persepsi pendengar bagi ciri kategori ialah pendengar mendengar radio untuk melepaskan diri dari tekanan atau masalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manakala persepsi pendengar berdasarkan hubungan peribadi ialah dengan menganggap radio sebagai teman menghibur. Dalam konteks ini pendengar melihat radio kegemarannya sebagai teman yang sentiasa berada di sampingnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendengar yang berpendapat bahawa dengan mendengar rancangan radio mampu membentuk identiti diri, semestinya memilih rancangan yang mampu membentuk peribadi diri. Bagi pendengar yang melihat radio sebagai sumber risikan, biasanya adalah untuk mendapatkan maklumat atau menambahkan ilmu pengetahuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ringkasnya, Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan ini menjelaskan mengenai kehendak pendengar serta persepsi yang berbeza dari setiap pendengar berdasarkan kehendak mereka terhadap media dan bukannya “Apakah yang dapat dilakukan oleh media kepada orang ramai”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-2028916881645528236?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2028916881645528236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2028916881645528236&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2028916881645528236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2028916881645528236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2007/12/teori-kegunaan-dan-pemuasan.html' title='Teori Kegunaan dan Pemuasan'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-6858262456185970418</id><published>2007-11-28T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:41.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masih ada harapan ke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R0zypJ-xmMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3baIjKLo6ZU/s1600-h/dlm+lab+komunikasi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137748063790667970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R0zypJ-xmMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3baIjKLo6ZU/s320/dlm+lab+komunikasi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ada cerita nak kongsi. Semalam jejaka biasa membicarakan 1 topik..yea topik biasa mengenai harapan..dia tanya, masih ada harapan ke? intan kata itu masalahnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku petik dr lagu Zaiton Sameon..masalah jejaka biasa sama dengan masalah lagu nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang perjalanan ini&lt;br /&gt;Lembah dan lurah ku lewati&lt;br /&gt;Ketenangan yang ku cari&lt;br /&gt;Belum ku temui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku katakan...hidup ini penuh ranjau dan cabrn..Tuhan uji kt dgn pelbagai ujian sebab Dia rasa kita punya kekuatan utk mengharunginya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku menghimpun doa bertahun&lt;br /&gt;Mencari pepohon yang rimbun&lt;br /&gt;Bertemu dahan yang rapuh&lt;br /&gt;Tempat ku berteduh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku kata; ketenangan itu ada disisinya..cukup mudah jk kt pegang al-Quran dan teliti isinya...dirikan tiang serinya lima kali sehari...InsyaAllah ketenangan disisi..y u nak berteduh di dahan yg rapuh?kalau jatuh kan sakit!!!...sedangkan kt ada tiang seri kt?&lt;br /&gt;inilah masalahnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu aku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Kini masih sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Hadapi hidup ini&lt;br /&gt;Susah senang diri ku&lt;br /&gt;Tak bertempat mengadu&lt;br /&gt;Seperti burung kepatahan sayap...&lt;br /&gt;Dihati kecil ku menaruh harapan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku katakan, sendiri o berdua bkn mslh. mungkin Acha kata berdua itu lbh baik. yea itu betul..tmpt utk mengadu itu kita punya parents, teman, shbt dan klu ini sume tak membantu kita msh punya sorg teman yg x mati..iaitu Pencipta.. sebab tue kita kena berdoa...apa masalahnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selagi hidup belum sudah&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan terus melangkah&lt;br /&gt;Ku yakin rahmat buat ku&lt;br /&gt;Di hadapan menunggu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..aku setuju bila jejaka biasa kata; "Tan, aku yakin..selagi aku hidup aku akan trus melangkah.."...yea..rezeki tue ada kat mana2..yg penting usaha...jd nape jejaka biasa nk pening kepala? dia golongan professional, punya rupa dan harta...apa masalahnya? yg pntng usaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah aku kata; yg pipih tak akan dtg melayang, yg bulat tak akan dtg bergolek..sume perlukan usaha..begitu jg soal jodoh...ish..masalah betul soal jodoh nie..aku sering kata rilexs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jejaka biasa kata itu masalahnya aku nie..always pending..biar pending soal cinta manusia jgn aku dan kt sume pending urusan Tuhan sudah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian....ocehan biasa aku :)&lt;br /&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/724944437546105937-6858262456185970418?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/6858262456185970418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=6858262456185970418&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6858262456185970418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/6858262456185970418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2007/11/masih-ada-harapan-ke.html' title='Masih ada harapan ke?'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/R0zypJ-xmMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3baIjKLo6ZU/s72-c/dlm+lab+komunikasi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-8114259940838316663</id><published>2007-11-04T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T16:30:39.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly..&lt;/strong&gt;i consider..i do  feel a bit tense ... argh....tension&lt;em&gt;nya... &lt;/em&gt;a lot of work to do!!!!...i  need my space...please give me space...yea..I'm busy...plenty of people are  busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my google accounts i open  youtube...&lt;em&gt;dan entah macam mana aku boleh jatuh cinta ngan lagu Sembunyi  nyanyian Misha Omar dan Andy Flop Poppy&lt;/em&gt;...how come...&lt;em&gt;ntah...&lt;/em&gt; maybe  time &lt;em&gt;tue otak aku biul tahap gaban dan karma..jd aku pun dengar ler lagu  tue&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;suddenly&lt;/strong&gt; aku enjoyed lagu tue..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dan dan aku dengar maka aku pun menghayati  lagu tersebut dan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for my opinion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagu tersebut sebenarnya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (for me  lahkan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; menceritakan perasaan cinta kpd seseorg...ish gelilah pulak...  pendek kata &lt;/em&gt;first love lah...&lt;strong&gt;you can remembered the first and the  second and the third and the fourth time...but there is no time like the first  its always there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha..itulah ayat yg paling sopan&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Percikan sinar matamu singgah di  hati&lt;br /&gt;Bergetar bibirku bisu sukar mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Pantasnya diri ku tawan&lt;br /&gt;Tak  sempat berkelip aku kau punya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Biar pun jiwa&lt;br /&gt;suatu raga melamar  rasa&lt;br /&gt;Biar pun kita mencoba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Sembunyi… namunkan terlihat yang jelas di  wajah&lt;br /&gt;Kita memang penasaran merasakan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Bagaikan bintang di malam  cerah beri cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Tak terhalang menyinari segala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Bertentang mata sebentar dihanyut  angan&lt;br /&gt;Tersentap lalu tersedar diperhatikan&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan diri terasa  kemana&lt;br /&gt;Renungan aku nak alih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;pejamkan mata sebentar dihanyut  angan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Tersentap aku tersedar  diperhatikan&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan diri terasa kemana&lt;br /&gt;Renungan aku nak  alih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Sembunyi… namunkan terlihat yang jelas di  wajah&lt;br /&gt;Kita sememangnya sengsara merasakan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Bagaikan bintang di malam  cerah beri cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Tak terhalang menyinari segala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Walau kita coba sembunyi&lt;br /&gt;Namun terlihat  segalanya yang tersimpan di hati&lt;br /&gt;Bintang-bintang di malam cerah beri  cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Tak menghalang menyinari segala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Walau kita coba sembunyi&lt;br /&gt;Namun terlihat  segalanya yang tersimpan di hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;after i listened to the song...i feel good...i  feel nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;kira muziknya sesuai bangat dengan mood  tension aku tue... wahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;sekian, ocehan biasa lagi merapu dari  aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-8114259940838316663?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/8114259940838316663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=8114259940838316663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8114259940838316663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/8114259940838316663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2007/11/suddenly.html' title='Suddenly...'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-7592491657086832947</id><published>2007-11-02T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:16:00.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;" lang="FR"&gt;Istilah komunikasi datangnya dari terjemahan istilah Inggeris &lt;i style=""&gt;communication&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Istilah Inggeris ini pula asalnya daripada istilah Latin iaitu &lt;i style=""&gt;“communicare”&lt;/i&gt;, yang bermaksud &lt;i style=""&gt;“to make common”&lt;/i&gt; atau mewujudkan persamaan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Manakala Harold Laswell (1940), pula tampil dengan pendiriannya yang tersendiri mengenai komunikasi yang digunakan sehingga kini iaitu Model Laswell yang membawa;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;Who says what, in which channel, to whom, with what effects&lt;/i&gt;”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www_usak_ca/education/romanowpdf.com,my"&gt;http://www_usak_ca/education/romanowpdf.com,my&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Dari model tersebut, Laswell mendefinisikan komunikasi sebagai;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;A communication act is the transfer of information, mutually understood by the sender and the receiver&lt;/i&gt;”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; line-height: 200%;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www_usak_ca/education/romanowpdf.com,my"&gt;http://www_usak_ca/education/romanowpdf.com,my&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Maksudnya di sini ialah, proses komunikasi tersebut berlaku melibatkan penghantar dan penerima. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Menurut Theodorson dan Theodorson (1969), komunikasi adalah pengiriman maklumat, pemikiran, sikap atau emosi daripada seseorang individu atau kumpulan kepada individu atau kumpulan yang lain dengan menggunakan simbol-simbol. (Samsuddin A. Rahim, 2003:08)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Akhirnya komunikasi telah melahirkan cabang-cabangnya yang tersendiri seperti komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, komunikasi silang budaya, komunikasi kumpulan kecil, komunikasi kumpulan besar serta komunikasi organisasi. Penyelidikan ini, akan mengkhusus dalam bidang komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; seperti mana yang telah dinyatakan merupakan salah satu cabang yang berpayung di bawah lembayung komunikasi. Komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; mampu merangkaikan dunia bagai tercantum dengan berpaksikan sumber maklumat. Berada di era teknologi maklumat dan komunikasi satu era yang ditimbuni pelbagai maklumat mampu mempengaruhi dalam mencorakkan budaya sosial, budaya ekonomi dan budaya politik warga dunia. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Menurut Wright (1975), mentakrifkan komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; sebagai; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“Yang membezakannya sebagai media &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; bukanlah komponen teknikal dalam sistem komunikasi moden, tetapi sebaliknya komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; merupakan sejenis komunikasi sosial yang istimewa yang melibatkan tiga keadaan iaitu sifat khalayak sasarannya, pengalaman komunikasi yang dilalui dan sifat komunikator”. (Samsuddin A. Rahim, 2003:51)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; merupakan komunikasi antara manusia dan organisasi melalui media cetak mahupun media elektronik seperti akhbar, radio dan televisyen. Namun begitu, media elektronik tetap unggul dalam memainkan peranan sebagai sebuah jentera penyebar maklumat kepada masyarakat. Biarpun ledakan teknologi komunikasi Internet semakin menular namun media elektronik khususnya radio tetap tidak usang dek zaman biarpun bersaing dengan televisyen dan internet. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Dengan adanya penggunaan media elektronik dalam komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; jarak di antara mereka yang terlibat dalam komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; boleh dikatakan tidak terhad. Khalayak mungkin akan dapat mengikuti apa yang berlaku di Amerika Syarikat atau Eropah dalam sekelip mata sahaja sama ada melalui liputan akhbar, radio atau televisyen.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Perkembangan komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; selari dengan perkembangan penggunaan kertas dan ciptaan mesin cetak. Menurut De Fleur dan Ball-Rokeach (1977), kertas mula digunakan sebagai alat tulis bagi menggantikan kulit kambing yang digunakan sebagai kertas tulis atau ‘&lt;i style=""&gt;parchment&lt;/i&gt;’ dalam dunia Islam pada kurun yang kelapan. Dari dunia Islam, penggunaan kertas mula tersebar ke dunia Barat, terutama apabila suku Moors menakluki Sepanyol. Dari kurun tersebut hinggalah mesin cetak dicipta pada kurun ke-15, kebanyakan tulisan hanyalah tersebar di kalangan golongan yang tertentu sahaja, terutama golongan agama, elit politik dan para cendiakiawan. (Samsuddin A. Rahim, 2003:49)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Daripada perkembangan media cetak kurun ke-19, komunikasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; dikatakan telah mengalami satu revolusi pada kurun ke-20. Pada kurun tersebut media elektronik mulai berkembang. Pada dekad pertama kurun ke-20, wayang gambar mulai diperkenalkan sebagai satu corak hiburan keluarga. Kemudian pada tahun 1920-an, radio telah mulai dicipta dan menembusi ruang tamu setiap rumah di Barat. (Walter I. Romanow &amp;amp; Walter C. Soderlund, 1996).&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; Radio merupakan platform kepada masyarakat untuk mendapatkan sumber informasi dan hiburan yang menjadi intipati dalam kehidupan seharian. Memandangkan radio mempunyai unsur pengetahuan, hiburan, pendidikan dan pembujukan yang mana merupakan penilaian penting dalam persepsi pendengar.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Menurut Kamus Komuniksi Massa (2003), radio dapat ditakrifkan sebagai alat komunikasi yang boleh menghantar dan menerima utusan melalui gelombang elektromagnet tanpa melalui kawat. Oleh itu, radio mempunyai nilai estetika yang tinggi dalam menyalurkan maklumat dan hiburan yang boleh dikatakan sebagai sumber infotainment.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Hakikatnya kini, kewujudan radio di Malaysia seperti cendawan tumbuh selepas hujan. Bukan satu atau dua stesen radio di Malaysia malah melebihi 32 stesen radio termasuk stesen radio kerajaan mahupun stesen radio swasta. Kini, arah tuju sesebuah radio banyak bergantung kepada faktor pemilikan atau entiti syarikat berkenaan. Sedar atau tidak, stesen-stesen radio ini banyak menampilkan kelainan berdasarkan misi dan visi stesen masing-masing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Ada di antara stesen ini berunsurkan maklumat seperti Nasional FM dan berunsurkan hiburan seperti Muzik FM, Hot FM serta Era FM. Malah ada juga di antara stesen-stesen tersebut berentakkan irama Malaysia seperti Klasik FM dan Rasa FM. Tidak habis di situ, pada tahun 2001, stesen radio Malaysia diserikan lagi dengan kedatangan IKIM.FM yang ditubuhkan di bawah Institut Kefahaman Islam Malaysia yang berorientasikan radio Islam. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Islam meletakkan manusia adalah sebaik-baik makhluk dan sebagai khalifah Allah di dunia. Menurut ajaran Islam, manusia mesti melakukan kebaikan dan mentadbir alam sejagat ini sesuai dengan tuntutan dan syariat yang dibawa oleh utusan-Nya (Rasul). Oleh itu, berlaku proses komunikasi antara manusia dengan pencipta, manusia dengan manusia serta manusia dengan alam. Menurut Abdullah Nasih Ulwan, komunikasi yang baik dan berkesan ialah komunikasi yang dibimbing oleh adab-adab yang baik.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; line-height: 200%;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.komunikasiislam.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;http://www.komunikasi islam.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Di Sabah, radio merupakan media elektronik yang terpenting untuk berkomunikasi dengan khalayak di &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sabah&lt;/st1:place&gt; terutama sekali kepada mereka yang tinggal di luar bandar. Dengan kawasan geografinya yang berbukit bukau, radio merupakan alat komunikasi yang paling berkesan untuk sampai kepada rakyat di pedalaman. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Vivian (1995), tidak menafikan keberkesanan radio sebagai sebuah alat media &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;massa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. Menurutnya, radio boleh menggerakkan audiens untuk bertindak dan menjadikan radio lebih istimewa. Pandangan Vivian ini dapat dibuktikan dengan apa yang dinyatakan oleh McLuhan ini:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“Salah satu peristiwa yang tidak dapat dilupakan adalah penciptaan imej Winston Churchill sebagai ketua puak oleh radio. Begitu juga dengan Ghandi atau &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Roosevelt&lt;/st1:place&gt;, dan saya fikir selain daripada Mussolini, Hitler juga perlu disebut sebagai ketua yang dicipta oleh radio. Tanpa radio, mereka ini tidak dikenali. (Dominick, 1996, En.Dzulkiefli A. Binsin, 2004:163).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;HAK CIPTA TERLINDUNG: INTAN SOLIHA IBRAHIM(2006)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;harap mampu jadi bahan rujukan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-7592491657086832947?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/7592491657086832947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=7592491657086832947&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7592491657086832947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/7592491657086832947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-is-communication.html' title='what is communication'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724944437546105937.post-2251162098445839807</id><published>2007-11-02T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T11:42:25.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to all communication friends....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span face="Arial"&gt;To all my dear friends...broadcasting friends exactly. today i got msg from adniey...she wrote to me that she really really miss social sciences...i'm not the one whose gonna miss social sciences...coz everyday aku tengok bangunan tue...dari kita sama2 study degree, convo dan aku sambung master...di mana bumi dipijak di situ langit dijunjung...cheeewah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;nothing much i can story to all of you about social sciences.. the building still the same colour and in the same shape...but what drives social sciences changes is that...ape yea? sat bagi aku pikir dulu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;yes...tangga kita dia wat cam PPIB punyer tangga.. colourful you...hahaha...but beautiful...Dr. Rem yg pilih...it can protect my skin from ray...pastu kat Foyer dh ada dorg display journal yg ditulis oleh social sciences lecturer utk tatapan mata... ha..tu jelah...benda lain tak ada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;our conty, studio still macam biasa....nothing extraordinary...the beta cam and digital cam tetap camtue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;seperkara lagi...hahaha...tutor yg aku admire tue skrg tgh menanti offer letter untuk jadi lecturer..hahahaha.. maka kami akan senantiasa berjumpa...tp sapelah aku ni pada pandangan mata dia.....aku sedar diri.. huhuhu...dan for your information...aku still lg intan yg dulu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;pasti u all rindu dengan ocehan biasa aku kan? wahahah..perasaan giler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;our lecturer..Mr Dzul or my Ayah Dzul...Alhamdulillah sihat...handsome boy tue....semangat tetap kuat.. kalah org muda...still dengan sifat kebapaan..full of loves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Mr Suhaimi or my Babah..hemmm...kena puji lebih lahkan...coz he's my supervisor...alhamdulillah sihat...  pendek kata masih macam dulu lah... the way he talked and the way he gives the advised...sangat best tau...sukar diungkapkan dengan kata2...aku betul2 rasa selamat dan terjaga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Mr Saat...the most busy person...aku jarang2 dapat jumpa Mr Saat....hahaha...our juniour now in injury time..huhuhu....depa rasa sangat bahagia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Mr Lee, Mr Latiff, Mr Azman, and Mr Syah...sume sihat...don't worry babe....our Dean still Dr Asmady..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;bezanya aku kat sini adalah bertambah busy...very busy...i don't have time to jiwa2...dulu, i got time to play around, hanging out with friends...now nak kuar pun pikir banyak kali...time is very preciouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;aku kena sangat rajin membaca journal....coz everyweek social sciences ada wat persidangan/seminar/pembentangan kertas kerja.. mesti u all lg best...mesti u all dah keje...so, don't forget to spend me k. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;lirik lagu graduation nie...pasti mengingatkan kita time dinner graduation kita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span face="Arial"&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we finished our studies&lt;br /&gt;kubendran,Yusof  and F1 keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June (our orientation week)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me ,Atie, Unie, and Flor&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real cool&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone with me&lt;br /&gt;We'd get so excited (layan citer jiwang), we'd get so scared (layan citer hantu)&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny ?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school ?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Intan be the lecturer (VC)?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ever find a job that won't interfere with a tan ?&lt;br /&gt;Adniey keep, Saba keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la&lt;br /&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow ?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round ?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724944437546105937-2251162098445839807?l=intanlal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/feeds/2251162098445839807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724944437546105937&amp;postID=2251162098445839807&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2251162098445839807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724944437546105937/posts/default/2251162098445839807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intanlal.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-all-communication-friends.html' title='to all communication friends....'/><author><name>IntanLal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17743280328189605125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JS8o5fLDy64/SQ_GG3POBRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SU2r-otXaF0/S220/DSCN1016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
