<?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-31505533</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:06:57.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Diary of my Life~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7816052975903638451</id><published>2009-08-16T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:43:02.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say, when things go wrong, try looking for the bright side. Keep looking if you can't find it. But we know that if we look for something real hard, we'd probably miss out on a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking...looking so hard...to find myself...who I am...who I can be...the deeper I reach into myself...the further I feel that I am lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself so busy that I failed to realize that my sis was in depression...I failed to notice the troubles my students were getting into...I failed to notice what was coming from him...I failed to notice tears behind her shimmering eyes...I even failed to help a lady in need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how selfish can I be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7816052975903638451?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7816052975903638451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-say-when-things-go-wrong-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7816052975903638451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7816052975903638451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-say-when-things-go-wrong-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4585563767316733777</id><published>2009-07-18T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:31:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 13th July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 weeks of school, it's finally time for us to have a proper Monday. Everyone was present... it was Maths for the first three periods...we had so much time left...little did i know...what seemed to be a normal start of the week will turn out to be something else...&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day...I was sneezing away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 14th July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;woke up with a headache so great that I felt like banging my head against the wall...reached out for my mobile and texted pple to tell them that I won't be in sch...at abt 9+, dad said to go to Dr Zailan...my temperature had gone down a little...but back at the clinic...it showed 38.5! Received 3 days mc...At first...I thought...'ah...I'll be in school by Thursday...'&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know...I spent the rest of Tuesday-Thursday in bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday 17th July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No signs of full recovery...voiceless and almost headless...I visited the doctor once again...n received another 2 days MC...received also, stronger medication...by the evening...I was feeling a-oh-kay...I watched Night at the Museum2, Kuch Kuch Hota Hai, n I dunno wat else till I get so bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what will you do if u had so many mc's???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4585563767316733777?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4585563767316733777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-13th-july-2009-after-2-weeks-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4585563767316733777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4585563767316733777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-13th-july-2009-after-2-weeks-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2329814817382008225</id><published>2009-07-06T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:48:43.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New semester, new class, new subjects, new subject reps...and a whole new school...or should I say, workplace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, everything is ok...except for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No lift. (But hey! I can lose weight climbing all those stairs.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Class aircon not working half the time. (But hey! The monitor knows what to do.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Have to wake up and leave home so early in the morning. (But but hey!! Early bird catches the worm aite?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Long long working hour. (Less work brought home...I suppose)&lt;br /&gt;5. Hunger pangs...(wake up earlier and have breakfast = healthier lifestyle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...looks like everything has its solution aite? Well...we have to be optimistic in all that we do...that's the key to happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this new place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nearer to home by MRT (but by cab...as expensive as going to Geylang Lor 13)&lt;br /&gt;2. Ramadhan later, dun need to worry abt rushing home oredy...&lt;br /&gt;3. It's huge!!! Really..it is...&lt;br /&gt;4. Going home can save money...walk to Toa Payoh n take the MRT home&lt;br /&gt;5. My own work space...spacious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else should I say???&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/31505533-2329814817382008225?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2329814817382008225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-semester-new-class-new-subjects-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2329814817382008225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2329814817382008225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-semester-new-class-new-subjects-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4098699046431030365</id><published>2009-06-17T00:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:14:39.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok..there's so much I want to say this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly...remember this photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfHm9g7n8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8RtLqKPHJOg/s1600-h/mcr002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfHm9g7n8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8RtLqKPHJOg/s400/mcr002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347962554687397826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken during Council Camp '07... Oh...those happy times...where work was so much more fun... more teaching, less admin... life-long skills you'll never get from school like camps, post exam activities, the different themed months, retreats etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm saying that I don't enjoy my work anymore... I still do... Really... Don't go rolling your eyes now, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...now the update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ira's Wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;still owe me pictures from Ira's wedding...The wedding was of course a wonderful one... wah...my best friend is now somebody's wife... May you be seorang isteri yang setia dan taat...&lt;br /&gt;Ira had us all wearing pink... so I took out my one and only pink kurung...yes... I love pink..but pink kurung just doesn't suit me...so I never exactly own pink kurungs...luckily, my pink kurung turns out ok...just that it was a little warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two pics, one of her cousins and me...the other of the pelamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfWv943OCI/AAAAAAAAASo/0xlOyPSvOpk/s1600-h/P300509_13.15%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfWv943OCI/AAAAAAAAASo/0xlOyPSvOpk/s400/P300509_13.15%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979202081011746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfWwC5Zr7I/AAAAAAAAASw/0eFK8JeleZI/s1600-h/P300509_13.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfWwC5Zr7I/AAAAAAAAASw/0eFK8JeleZI/s400/P300509_13.59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979203425447858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next, first week of June holz: NIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yah...the whole of the first week, I had my NIE lessons...first two days was ok... we still had energy...Wednesday, things get a little boring... Thursday, we had a field trip... went to Reflections @ Bukit Chandu...it was kind of an eye-opening trip... "Jepun datang..Jepun datang" (ingat tu kak??? haha!)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Friday, I was tired already... Well, I had a late Thursday nite u c...my dad decided to dine out...Jln Kayu...it was a long time since I last had my meal there... way before Kakak even appeared in our life... So, I overslept on Friday... I woke up and was like...gosh!!! I'll need to cab to class...even so, I'll be late... then guess wat?? Kak Lina called...Kak Zubaidah will be fetching me in five minutes!!! Wahhh!!! Timing cantik seh kakkkk!!! I love you lah...Selamat dah mandi...kalau tak...how to get ready in 5 minutes kan?? N that day, I almost fell asleep in class...woo hoo!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanks Sharifah for covering for me...Team PPG eh...let's make it work, however hard it may seem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, second week of June holz: packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yup...MAI will be moving to Toa Payoh...yeah...nearer to home = less transport time = less transport fare!!! Weeeee!!! So, we had to start packing... Monday was meeting and Geog lesson first... ok...sorry girls n boys...I was really off-mood that day... Tuesday thru Friday was packing...from the library at musollah, to my table to PDC to ELC... students came down to help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys @ ELC...packing pakai cowboy hat nampak??? yg PINK tu, apahal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfXyKjI_xI/AAAAAAAAAS4/uQ4Rksjm9ow/s1600-h/P110609_11.46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfXyKjI_xI/AAAAAAAAAS4/uQ4Rksjm9ow/s400/P110609_11.46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347980339350929170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;fad n I packing... I didn't even realise someone took the pic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfXyI7-OpI/AAAAAAAAATA/9nyxk3T3uEs/s1600-h/P120609_13.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfXyI7-OpI/AAAAAAAAATA/9nyxk3T3uEs/s400/P120609_13.29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347980338918210194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;this is a... round bottomed flask...the name came to me only when Kak Zubaidah appeared...heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfXyb3KJKI/AAAAAAAAATI/UsCYOt5kb_Y/s1600-h/P120609_13.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfXyb3KJKI/AAAAAAAAATI/UsCYOt5kb_Y/s400/P120609_13.48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347980343998293154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not forgetting...my dear, dear table...serviced me for abou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;t 3 years...ever since 2006 Dec, nothing came down other than papers...things kept going up... someone ever said, my cupboard looked ready to be given as present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfY822mV4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/YG5aJbv-VXk/s1600-h/P080609_16.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfY822mV4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/YG5aJbv-VXk/s400/P080609_16.49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347981622554023810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, everything just had to come down... my stickers! Akem's hard work...but well...she'll help me to look for more soon...will you, Akem?&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfY9CPei3I/AAAAAAAAATY/cQ-mOPRTJpg/s1600-h/P080609_17.41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfY9CPei3I/AAAAAAAAATY/cQ-mOPRTJpg/s400/P080609_17.41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347981625611160434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Empty ain't it??? After taking everything down, I actually cleaned the surface with KIF (JIF/CIF) whatever you know it as...it's now shinging, shimmering, splendid... wahaha! More like, plain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up next... CRACKERS? !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, wondering what on Earth 'Crackers?' is? It's this firework, firecrackers, fire what have you's show...Singapore Arts Festival had gone to heartlands... so Yishun was lucky enough to get this thing... well, I'm not exactly an arts fan ah... just happened to pass by that place when my dad drove pass it on our way to send 'Akasyah home... at first we thought it was some circus...then, after checking it out...I found out what it was... We missed the first show on Friday...so, I went on Saturday... with my dad n sis...texted 'Akasyah to tell him what it exactly was...n he seemed interested to go...but he didn't...after the show...texted 'Akasyah to tell him how it went... it was great... enough to make me want to watch it again... Went down on Sunday...this time my whole family went...6 of us, plus Thasha, her mum, her bro n friends, my sis' friend, zara, mamad n ahmad...'Akasyah n his sis went too...saw them there...so cute gitu lor...2 lil kids watching firework together...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, crackers was really good lah...normally, i see fireworks in front of me...just on one side...but for crackers, it wasn't just fireworks in front of me...there were fireworks like everywhere we turn...front, right, back, left... so for those IN the place...it was awesome...for those outside, they only get to see a part of it... My sis haven't uploaded the video...n the one from my hp wasn't really clear...so, I'll just post some pics ait?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfcT_jMWxI/AAAAAAAAATo/QLJp2Sp6VMk/s1600-h/P130609_20.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfcT_jMWxI/AAAAAAAAATo/QLJp2Sp6VMk/s400/P130609_20.50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347985318560422674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/Sjfc0tmEVoI/AAAAAAAAATw/ajHk6zFHiEI/s1600-h/P130609_20.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/Sjfc0tmEVoI/AAAAAAAAATw/ajHk6zFHiEI/s400/P130609_20.43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347985880676324994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;For the first pic, it's some cartwheel thingi...go google it...to me this isn't the most spectacular one...&lt;br /&gt;For the second one, actually there's a lady in the middle...she was giving some speech at first... she kept yelling WILL YOU TAKE THE RISK??? Her speech was quite full of quotes...I think she was trying to be motivating...haha... "If you risk nothing, you're risking even more"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...finally, the picture of the post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.my oh-so-adorable nephew!!! I love you, Ahmad Hassan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfeUvynqKI/AAAAAAAAAT4/v_IvoiSJMps/s1600-h/P140609_21.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfeUvynqKI/AAAAAAAAAT4/v_IvoiSJMps/s400/P140609_21.08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347987530533284002" 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/31505533-4098699046431030365?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4098699046431030365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4098699046431030365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4098699046431030365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SjfHm9g7n8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8RtLqKPHJOg/s72-c/mcr002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-9018491802065171098</id><published>2009-05-24T19:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:52:37.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ten mostly said phrases last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. I haven't finished marking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;2. I don't thing you did well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;3. You need to improve your English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;4. Can you guys please listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;5. Fill up the content page properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;6. Entah/I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;7. Dah makan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;8. Nari makan apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;9. Wah...penat seyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;10. Apa??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ten thing I did most last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; (other than the normal eating blah3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. Chat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;2. Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;3. More marking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;4. Results analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;5. On the phone with Sherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;6. Run up and down the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;7. Buy chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;8. Call Cik Habibah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;9. Check out something on the internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;10. Not sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Most embarassing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When I teared in the train. (I tried to control, k...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiest moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When Ha*** told me something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Saddest moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When the same Ha*** told me something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Most satisfying moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When another Ha*** showed me his contented and happy face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most irritated moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When another another Ha*** told me something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Most cheeky moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; When I type this, knowing that you will be irritated with the somethings and the Ha***.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that kinda sum up last week for me. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/31505533-9018491802065171098?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/9018491802065171098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/05/ten-mostly-said-phrases-last-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/9018491802065171098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/9018491802065171098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/05/ten-mostly-said-phrases-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8745535701561413014</id><published>2009-05-10T12:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:56:54.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say...So... (A little late but...here goes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They say, aim for the stars and you'll fall among the clouds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, aim high, but cheating is not allowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They say, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, if questions are difficult, don't be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They say, there is no failure except in no longer trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, keep on trying, get up if you keep falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They say, luck happens when opportunity meets preparation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, all the best and good luck for the examinations!!!!&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/31505533-8745535701561413014?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8745535701561413014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/05/they-sayso-little-late-buthere-goes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8745535701561413014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8745535701561413014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/05/they-sayso-little-late-buthere-goes.html' title='They say...So... (A little late but...here goes)'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7368349015686384938</id><published>2009-04-12T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:14:14.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;WARNING!!! This post may be confusing, irritating and...whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Guess what???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I was reading the previous post when it suddenly came to me. The crust may be cool. The jam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  &gt;hawt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;! So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  &gt;occured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; to me that it's just like human. How most of us try to stay cool, when deep down inside, we're burning hot. You may be real mad at someone, but you don't show it. Or, you may be hurt at some things that was said, or done, but you shrug it off and show your cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But just like the tart, in the end, it caused me to hurt. Meaning, your staying cool, may hurt some people, knowing or unknowingly. When I held the cool tart, it didn't occur to me that the fillings (jam) would be hot. If the crust was hot, then touching the tart itself would have hindered me from holding it. Then, I wouldn't have been hurt by the fillings, at more than one place to be clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Let's put this into real life situation (as if this didn't occur in real life)... Say..hmm... I am really, awfully angry. But somehow, I kept my cool. Then, people, not knowing I'm angry, do something that make me angrier...surely, I'll end up exploding... So I'll hurt more people, won't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, maybe, we shouldn't try to keep our cool, rite? We really should let it off!!! Let go... Let it out... Tell people you're angry, sad, unhappy...what ever lah...just don't bottle things up in you...it may hurt more people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I think there's a reason why people say "spread the joy" and "share your sorrows." Not the other way round.&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/31505533-7368349015686384938?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7368349015686384938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/warning-this-post-may-be-confusing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7368349015686384938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7368349015686384938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/warning-this-post-may-be-confusing.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-6280365728251602018</id><published>2009-04-11T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:15:23.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Something stooooopeeeeed happened yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I microwave heated a tart... When I held the crust, it wasn't hot... When I was about to put it into my mouth, it fell... Onto my palm... Boy, it was freakin' hot!!! When I shook it off, splashes of it got to my face and legs...I was jumping like a baboon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Luckily it fell right??? If not, I'd have burnt my tongue. It took me more than two hours to reduce the stinging pain on my palm. I iced my palm, face n legs until about 1am. Now, my palm still has a bit of stinging pain. But, everything has reduced. So yah...Alhamdulillah... Allah protected me by making the tart fall off my hands. The crust may be cool, but the cream??? Oh, how hawwwttt!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So be careful yah... Don't be a baboon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-6280365728251602018?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/6280365728251602018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-stooooopeeeeed-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6280365728251602018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6280365728251602018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-stooooopeeeeed-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7163808895883008021</id><published>2009-04-10T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:15:38.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, certain things happen in life and no matter how you tried, you just can't seem to understand why it happened. Not surprising at all, more often than not, these kind of things are those that make us sad, unhappy or angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, something did happen recently. Someone shot me an sms. Someone who I just got to know recently, just by name and face. Someone, who probably don't even know me, as in KNOW ME. Someone who, I think, feel and know, have absolutely NO rights to even ask for my number, much less, 'steal' my number and shoot me that sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the sms sent, that person mentioned, (this is part of a very long, irritating sms) that I, as in me, Wardah, should know my limits as  a muslimah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, dearest muslimahs, if this remarks were thrown at you, how would YOU feel? I felt downright insulted, ok? I searched within myself. I reflected and I asked around. What have I done or said, intentionally or unintentionally, conscious or unconscious? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really couldn't find what was wrong. I keep thinking about. A lot of my works are left undone. Have I really crossed my limits as a muslimah? If I had, why didn't anyone I KNOW tell me? Why must it come from someone else?  Why didn't it come from the people around me, people I love, people I care for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Allah, if I did anything wrong, I beg for Your forgiveness. Please forgive all my sins and the sins of my loved ones. Please also forgive the sins of the loved ones of my loved ones. &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/31505533-7163808895883008021?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7163808895883008021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-certain-things-happen-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7163808895883008021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7163808895883008021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-certain-things-happen-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-5646775245993459607</id><published>2009-04-08T01:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:16:00.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting tougher...But so am I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Life has never been more stressful. Work is piling, family is waiting and health is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;deteriorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. Some days, I'll get 2hrs sleep. Some, slightly more. Everyday, before going to school(work), I'd make a doa which goes (somewhat to this effect) "Oh Allah, please give me the strength and patience. Don't let me lose my temper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thankfully enough, He granted my doa everyday. Even when I find things out of hand, I did not lose my temper. Everytime something pisses me off, I managed to find stuffs that can make me laugh. Laughter is really the best medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Many things happened since the last post. So much that I feel, if I post them here, no one will read them anymore. What's past is past. We really should let go, u know??? Wahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well anyway, something more serious. Exam's round the corner, guys!!! Time to study hard. Plus, please take care of your health!!!&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/31505533-5646775245993459607?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5646775245993459607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-getting-tougherbut-so-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5646775245993459607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5646775245993459607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-getting-tougherbut-so-am-i.html' title='It&apos;s getting tougher...But so am I'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7026515383505761570</id><published>2009-03-20T11:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:05:11.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xq9OPKnuyyA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xq9OPKnuyyA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Just some of the fun stuff I did during my course...Other than playing Nitendo WII of course!!! Weeeeeee!!!&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/31505533-7026515383505761570?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7026515383505761570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-some-of-fun-stuff-i-did-during-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7026515383505761570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7026515383505761570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-some-of-fun-stuff-i-did-during-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7552581824987167667</id><published>2009-03-16T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:24:48.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/Sb3wrmuZcVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P_WLohNpxRs/s1600-h/P1090171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/Sb3wrmuZcVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P_WLohNpxRs/s320/P1090171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Salam all...It's the holidays for most of us. However, for the seven of us in the picture, we're happily doing out NIE course for ALL five days, 9-5. Wonderful aint it???&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, the course is quite fun. Knowledgewise, obviously really beneficial. Guess what??? Currently I'm actually learning IT...How to blog and stuff like that...though I'm already an active blogger, there are many things that I learnt today... but I suppose we're not going to learn to make skins...boo hoo hoo...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway pple, realise it or not?? Ever since the school reopen, 10 weeks haf passed..but there wasn't a single week where I was perfectly healthy...up till now, I'm still not very well...Doa for me k? I want to be healthy back...&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7552581824987167667?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7552581824987167667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/03/salam-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7552581824987167667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7552581824987167667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/03/salam-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/Sb3wrmuZcVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P_WLohNpxRs/s72-c/P1090171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7008495351907015272</id><published>2009-03-04T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:40:18.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ذَٲلِكَ بِأَنَّ ٱللَّهَ لَمۡ يَكُ مُغَيِّرً۬ا نِّعۡمَةً أَنۡعَمَهَا عَلَىٰ قَوۡمٍ حَتَّىٰ يُغَيِّرُواْ مَا بِأَنفُسِہِمۡ‌ۙ وَأَنَّ ٱللَّهَ سَمِيعٌ عَلِيمٌ۬ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That is because Allah never changeth the grace He hath bestowed on any people until they first change that which is in their hearts, and (that is) because Allah is Hearer, Knower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Al-Anfal : 53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How beautiful are the words of Allah? Here, we can really learn something. Our luck, our fate can only be changed by US...if Allah allows it. So, all u people out there, (including me) stop whining abt your fates, luck, live, whatever...and start wanting to change it for yourself. Remember, you control your own life. If YOU do not want to change yourself, then NOONE can help you. Then again, you want to change, then MAKE SURE you work for it. Wanting is just NOT enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So, why wait??? CHANGE!!!&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/31505533-7008495351907015272?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7008495351907015272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-is-because-allah-never-changeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7008495351907015272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7008495351907015272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-is-because-allah-never-changeth.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8359043507818520377</id><published>2009-02-23T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:31:36.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Part two of my sharing about the book I read...plus a bit of my own findings/knowledge/experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Firstly, you've got to know your learning style...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At a younger age, say 12-16, most of you may not know your learning styles yet... what you can do, is maybe, answer the following questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. Where do you like to learn??? -at home, in a library, at school??? (you can try going to different places to study...normally, the best places to study will be the ones where you are most comfortable in...changing locations can sometimes give you a different perspective)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. What is you ideal learning environment? Quiet? Noisy? Music? (you should take control of your learning environment. don't let others influence you...not even me... or your best friends...when you study...YOU study)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. How do you like to learn?? By reading, writing, typing??? Researching??? (when u come across something difficult, choose a method u prefer most...no subject is boring if u can find an interesting way to learn it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. When do you like to learn??? (research has it that early in the morning is the best time to study...I know we heard of many who burn the midnight oil to ace their exams...but this, may prove unhealthy to some...lack of sleep can lead to our brains having a 'short-circuit'... if u get what I mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Whatever it is, you will find learning a lot easier if  you know your own style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ok...next you need to know HOW you learn and WHAT you are learning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You've got to know what your aim for that study is. If you're doing Maths...say...Indices...your aim should be covering and mastering the concept and formulae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You should also review if your strategy worked for you...ur repetitive method??? copying several times till all the info gets into your head??? whatever your strategy, make sure it works for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Plus...did you learn anything new along the way??? Did your learning process makes you more interested in that subject?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hope your learning journey becomes something more cheerful...something more rewarding and something more lovely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-8359043507818520377?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8359043507818520377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/part-two-of-my-sharing-about-book-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8359043507818520377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8359043507818520377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/part-two-of-my-sharing-about-book-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-746859956860233728</id><published>2009-02-17T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:49:47.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ever since I've been entrusted to 'care' for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LSP&lt;/span&gt;, I've been reading up on learning techniques even more. Recently, I've borrowed books from the library on motivation and psychology. Coincidentally, my lecturer is also on this same topic... so I see a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;relevance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Let me share certain things I read on techniques to make you smarter... My dearest students, try to understand them and put them into use... Let's all get smarter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Before we even THINK that we're smart, (let alone BE smart) we should know how our brains work. What happens in our heads when we use our minds? How come we can remember certain things unimportant yet forget the important details? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Long ago, before the invention of the high-tech scanners and imaging equipments, people used to think that the brain is a hollow organ waiting to be filled with memories. With the advancement of technology, we now know how wrong we were. The brain is a highly complicated organ. Perhaps the most complicated yet the most rewarding if we can understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To understand more about the brain, please consult your biology textbooks. (HAHA!!!) You can also surf this website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/kid/htbw/brain.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://kidshealth.org/kid/htbw/brain.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That website gives you a very impressive explaination on the brain. Of course there are others. But I think, this is one of the simplest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Next, I believe that we all understand that different people are smart in different ways. People used to say that smart people are those who ace their studies, mainly English and Maths. Research has shown, however, that people who are smart (in this manner) are actually not successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the book I read, there are 10 different kinds of smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Linguistic : those who like words and stories...able to write well and tell stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mathematical : those who seek to understand relationships between different things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Spatial: notice colour, form and texture..use pictures to remember things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Physical: enjoy stports and dance, learn by rolling up sleeves and getting on with things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Musical: can recall songs and melodies well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Emotional: tend to reflect and look within yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Social:  enjoy other's complany, getting to know people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Environmental: fascinated by nature, likes being outdoor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Spiritual: enjoy grappling with the fundemental questions of existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Practical: like making things happen...while others may talk about something...you DO it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So, which kind of smart are you??? One can be almost all ten you know... Why not, indentify your kind of smart? Then upgrade yourself? Strengthen on your strengths and improve your weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Oklah...I better stop here...Insya Allah, I will continue brain boosting...&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/31505533-746859956860233728?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/746859956860233728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ever-since-ive-been-entrusted-to-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/746859956860233728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/746859956860233728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ever-since-ive-been-entrusted-to-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3289427903217285856</id><published>2009-02-11T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:51:10.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Noticed it or not??? Last Jan passed really fast... I forgot that I've even celebrated my birthday that month... I guess I forgot to thank some pple for their presents and well wishes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Then..it's been 6 weeks of school already... Even my course has started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My teacher once told me this, "Adults can live with only 4 hrs of sleep."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Now, that's the amount of sleep I get everyday...even when Kakak does everything for me...I'm really lucky there's kakak... Yesterday, I sat at the side of my bed..(now it's my sis' bed actually)... I leaned my head on the sides of the ladder...n I fell asleep...I was in that position for more than an hour...n would haf stayed like that if kakak's phone didn't ring... see? even my waking up is done by kakak...though indirectly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm so grateful for the presence of kakak... I can really see how Allah has planned my life...putting every tests and every happiness right where they're supposed to be... just imagine, if kakak hasn't appeared in my life... I think, I'll be reduced to 4 hrs of sleep per week!!! or...if kakak has always been in my life...I wouldn't know how to do houseworks or cook... I miss cooking n baking though...but what ever it is... I shouldn't be complaining...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Somehow... I am... I need motivation to carry on with living the way I live... I'm sure I'm no longer as cheerful as I used to be... fun ideas doesn't come to me like they used to... I can't even compose poetry anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Can I get back the bubbly me??? Can I be the confident me I used to be??? Am I an arrogant, defiant, stubborn person who can't accept little changes in life???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Or...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Is it just that phase of life??? The time where, life is no longer a playground???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3289427903217285856?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3289427903217285856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/noticed-it-or-not-last-jan-passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3289427903217285856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3289427903217285856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/noticed-it-or-not-last-jan-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3166587540371114229</id><published>2009-02-07T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:56:52.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe it's time for some update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Life's a little boring now...Except for classes...Other than that, I feel like I've got no life...Being a teacher this yr is like have a 24-7 job, with 4hrs break for sleep...the rest are for marking and lesson planning, plus all the admin...confusing terms with those acronyms...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I miss going out with my nieces, sisters n frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;N yah... I realllllly need motivation... to carry on... I lurve teaching... I really do... I lurve my students... I really really do... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway...wondering what have been happening the past however-long-it-was???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Many2...so many things happened...in n out of school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;In school: New year...duh...so, many things happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New system...FT n CFT...cool...now I've got someone helping me with the class admin things...PC period...for bonding n pastorial activities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New students... this is THE greatest!!! Neva haf I start loving my students sooooo fast...within 3 weeks, I luv the sec ones oredy... but loving them doesn't mean I dun luv the others...&lt;em&gt;jgn jeles k? &lt;/em&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New 'fren'...Cik 'T'...my new 'fren' who drives me crazy...drove me out of the staff room oso k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New fren... Huda...so cheerful, so bubbly n so pretty...sadly, she wun be staying for good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New Principal... so far so good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New system #2...Adzkar now in class... so I haf Azka reading Adzkar, and Azka's frens reading him...eh, I mean...reading Adzkar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What else is new??? I think that's it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Out of school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New course... Sent to some NIE course, specially designed for Madrasah teachers... Learn certain things which I learnt in English b4 this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New couple... Diyana n Isnaen had gotten married!!! Yay!!! Congratz Babe!!! luv ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New colour... no more all black...trying to be more colourful this year... bt then...black is still the most comfy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;New shoes...many2 new shoes...so far, the best is the current black one...now that comfy...but wearable...dunno why, my shoes all dun fit this yr... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Last but not least...NEW HP!!! Viewty...Pink...but it's more purplish...very VIEWTYfull...fully touchscreen...n a 5MP camera...but, &lt;em&gt;yg penting old phone yg almost rosak dapat trade in!!! &lt;/em&gt;Hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oklah...I'll stop here...will TRY to update more often...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chaoooo!!!!&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/31505533-3166587540371114229?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3166587540371114229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/maybe-its-time-for-some-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3166587540371114229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3166587540371114229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2009/02/maybe-its-time-for-some-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-5611903965125840875</id><published>2008-12-20T12:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:47:49.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This holidays is definitely the first, hopefully the only, one which I stayed home most of the time...mum's ill...but things are looking brighter now...&lt;em&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, at least I learnt to cook quite a number of dishes while I stay home u know...hehe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Really, there's nothing much to share these days...that explains the realllllly quiet blog over here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But but... went to Science Centre last Wednesday...10 of us...5 students, 3 nieces, a neighbour and I... it wasn't as good as I expected...but it was great enough...and did anyone tell u guys that SEVEN was MY number that day??? I managed to press a strength of 7, managed to balance for .7sec, managed a score of 7 hits in a sec for the loop thingi...what other 7's did I do??? Haha!!! &lt;em&gt;tak penting... yang penting adalah&lt;/em&gt;...spending time with those kids...taking my mind of things like work... good ya know...I need that break...Luv u kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know what else to say...so chao!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-5611903965125840875?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5611903965125840875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-holidays-is-definitely-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5611903965125840875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5611903965125840875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-holidays-is-definitely-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4353574001446338980</id><published>2008-12-11T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:32:40.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ever had a freaking pimple in your ear??? My gosh!!! It's the most painful pimple I ever had... My whole ear stings when touched... The pain even seem to spread to my jaw line... haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The pain in my heels also get worse... everytime I get up, the pain is there... I need to walk around first...then the pain goes away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pains like will go away...Will they&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4353574001446338980?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4353574001446338980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/12/ever-had-freaking-pimple-in-your-ear-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4353574001446338980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4353574001446338980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/12/ever-had-freaking-pimple-in-your-ear-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7907044098204914868</id><published>2008-12-11T13:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:31:03.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SUDra-IYD5I/AAAAAAAAARc/ZLt7B-BQ6CU/s1600-h/muslimah.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SUDra-IYD5I/AAAAAAAAARc/ZLt7B-BQ6CU/s1600-h/muslimah.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a loooonnnnngggg time...something went wrong with my blog...the words ran all over the blog!!! Plus...I forgot my password...bleagh... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So anyway...nothing much happened..I didn't even go out as often as I always did during past holidays...(Many of u saw me online on msn almost the whole day, ait?) -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last Tuesday, went to the Sec 4's picnic at Pasir Ris...It was a long longggg time since I went out with Thasha and Akem...this time, Nisa tagged along too...The picnic was great...the kids had fun playing captain's ball with the sec four...n ouh yah...the team with all the kids won!!! Huhu!!! The food was great too...I managed to bake my nutella marble cake too...It was delicious...but ugly...wahahaha -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I reallllllly want to go bowling... but too bad... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, my mum's ill... since it's holidays now, I can do all the housework...ok maybe not all...but most of it... kept the house clean, cook, laundry... but when school reopens??? So we've decided to get a maid...went to many2 websites to find out more about having a maid...the levy and all that... looks like I've got to take on more tuition... -end-&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/31505533-7907044098204914868?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7907044098204914868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-loooonnnnngggg-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7907044098204914868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7907044098204914868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-loooonnnnngggg-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3100582480439268647</id><published>2008-11-21T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:34:46.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Class '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SSaqqAT_akI/AAAAAAAAARU/032lyYJtMPM/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271088052498819650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SSaqqAT_akI/AAAAAAAAARU/032lyYJtMPM/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's a lil late...I know...Well...Personally, I've done the congratulating...Now, it's just for the memory...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Secondary 3B...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Firstly, a recap of my 13th January post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Ok...let's talk a little abt sec 3B...no new faces...most of them, I've known since my first year in MAI...hmm...many of my firsts happenings happen in that class...or rather, with pple from that class....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2006-secondary 1B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;--the first class I stepped into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;--the first class I scolded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;--the first class I found reasons to stay in MAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2007-secondary 2B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;--the first class I had my observation in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;--the first class I had my ring stuck behind the board!!! (Haha!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2008-secondary 3B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;--my first form class!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;At that time...little did I know...that this is the class (no offence to anyone) that will emerge as Best Class...that will stop the 'winning streak' experienced by some people...(not that I want those people to be stopped lah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So sec 3B...congratz...it was a good year for me...I watched you guys grow closer as friends... sharing your happiness and woes...helping one another in most areas... of course, we are all human... not everyone can do as well... to me, there's only one regret... you guys will no longer be together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But hey...that's part and parcel of life...not everyone stays together all the time you know... (yah...tell ME about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To each and everyone of sec 3B'08 student... continue to strive... work harder next year... most importantly, have a goal in your life... and of course work towards that goal... Thanx for making my first form teacher experience a good one...Luv u guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3100582480439268647?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3100582480439268647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-class-08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3100582480439268647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3100582480439268647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-class-08.html' title='Best Class &apos;08'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SSaqqAT_akI/AAAAAAAAARU/032lyYJtMPM/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-837327970275637094</id><published>2008-11-21T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:52:39.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I went to the clinic...had to get an MC lah...earlier in the day...my head n body killed me...can't go to work...but at the same time...I couldn't bring myself to the clinic...So at night, after feeling better...I went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: So tell me what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I had fever yesterday...now still haf the giddy spells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Any cough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Runny nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Fever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No more...only yesterday (actually day b4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: (looking at the Digital Thermometer) What no fever??? Ur temperature is 38.7deg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But, but...I dun feel any fever at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: U ah... Not the first time u know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Heh...(gives the uh-oh look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important thing, I got my mc...my head was too heavy this morning to go to work...In the end, I found out I had fever becoz of an infection in my throat...bummer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-837327970275637094?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/837327970275637094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-i-went-to-clinic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/837327970275637094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/837327970275637094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-i-went-to-clinic.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8660863724244190202</id><published>2008-11-20T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:03:25.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm...ok...so much happened since the last one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marking : I wouldn't say it was really a bad one...It wasn't as good as I expected...but hey...look at the brighter side...Sec 3's did improve in their Maths...generally...more passes...higher average...Geog...I was disappointed that most of the chose question 2...but, average, they did quite ok lah...Science sec 2...generally, more passes...lower highest marks...but higher average...Physics' easier eh??? -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results : I would say, CONGRATS to all who made it...for those who didn't, it's not the end of the road...sometimes, u need a lil setback b4 u can realise your true potential... I'm sure there're some students out there, who repeated one year (or two) and realised their weakness or mistakes, woke up from it, and in the end be more successful...I wouldn't name anyone yet... nanti takut kembang pulak... but I know of at least 2 students who made it... What ever it is, for those who made it, or not, WORK HARDER next year... -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 camp : I was against the idea of asking outsiders to do the camp...for the simple reason... we had already made our plans... we, as in, the sec four councilors and I... really, I mean, it's good that once in a while, we call outsiders to handle certain things...yelah, tak habis2 muka nie kan...asyik2 muka2 yg sama...so, if some outsider handle our camp...it'll be great...but not this time...not when a lot of time and energy has gone into the planning stage...n not when I've seen some of the programs n it's like, err...not very new...takde yg tak pernah buat lah kan...nama jer lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I lost my case...and I rest my case...we had pple organising our entire camp for us...we only supplied the food, accomodation and (of course) money... activities were fun...the talks were good, very good...in fact, I think we should invite that person for motivational talks in school... The way he gave his talks, captivates the campers...was good enuff...but still Teacher Safiaton is the best...agreed, campers???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 years of camping...there was even a time when I had a back to back 5 days 4 nights camp... one was OBS at Pulau Ubin, the other, National Camp for Uniform Groups at Sarimbun Camp... I came back for a 3 days 2 nights SWO Training camp...each camp separated by the weekends where I had to catch up on my left behind lessons, homeworks (class works which I missed), Saturday CCA, not forgeting my weekend religious lessons...even then, I didn't fall sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, however, a camp too relaxed (for me only)...I fell sick...horribly sick... I couldn't even lift my head...my nose was blocked, my throat was sore...my eyes, blurry...on the earlier part of the second day, some students asked me if I was ok...Mat said that I looked very pale...at that time...I thought I was just sleepy...tired from doing nothing...Syahirah said that my body was very hot...by then...I was ill...really...I MIAed myself from the camp...n responded only to smses...I fell in and out of sleep...I couldn't bring myself to bath...cos the water was sooo cold... the next day...after pushing myself...(Put in my mind, Say in my heart, I can do it!) haha... more like I hafta get up, I must, I must!!! I believe in miracles, I do, I do!!! Then I got up after everyone left the room, locked the door and cleaned myself...packed my bag...cleared up the place...and left the room...first person I saw n recognised...Hanif, then, Faroq, then T.Syakir...asked the boys to wrap the present for best camper (congratz qamarul!!) sort things out, which to bring home, which to return to MAI...luckily t.Syakir said that t.Del will come to fetch the things...I was begining to wonder what will happen to those stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say anything else abt the camp...wateva that have been said between YOU and me...hopefully it remains between YOU and me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sec 4 councilors...thanx for understanding...n thanx for participating as if it was a camp for u... forget the initial misunderstanding or unhappiness...&lt;em&gt;yg penting, awak2 pun enjoy kem ni...&lt;/em&gt; Luv u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least... secondary 3 '08...I love u guys... No matter how unhappy (or sick I may be) somehow or rather, u guys always make my day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-8660863724244190202?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8660863724244190202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-in-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8660863724244190202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8660863724244190202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-in-one.html' title='All in One'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3196971211107225009</id><published>2008-10-15T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:03:42.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time to ponder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Tampines Mall, LJS;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend: You have to start thinking about yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, along Sims Avenue, near Geylang Lorong 13, in a taxi;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Driver: wa&lt;em&gt; bukan itu fortune teller...tapi wa cakap ginilah...lu mesti fikir lu punya diri sendiri...lu selalu fikirkan orang lain punya susah...lu punya susah sapa mau fikir??? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, at home, watching televeision;Criminal Mind&lt;br /&gt;J.J: Sometimes, when you care so much, you end up hurting yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Not Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3196971211107225009?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3196971211107225009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-to-ponder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3196971211107225009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3196971211107225009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-to-ponder.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-6500725541833992878</id><published>2008-10-04T15:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:58:52.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eid Mubarak everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pantun sikit boleh??? Kalau takleh apa pulak eh??? Blog sendiri perrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cantik manis si gadis muda,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayu bila mengukir senyuman;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hari Raya tibalah sudah,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Semoga meriah segala sambutan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bunga ros mekar di taman,\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dipetik oleh si gadis jelita;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Semua orang bersalam-salaman,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ampun dan Maaf saling dipinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bercelak bergincu bermerah pipi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bersolek sahaja sejam lamanya;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tahun ini merosotnya ekonomi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Duit raya jangan diharap yeee????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha!!! Ok that last part is quite true...economy this year isn't very good uh...but &lt;em&gt;Insya Allah, selagi ada rezeki, adalah duit raya...kalau takder tu...mintak maaf jer lah yer...&lt;/em&gt;anyway &lt;em&gt;datang raya bukan untuk duit raya k? Kalau setakat tuk duit raya, 5-10 minit duk rumah org, lebih baik takya datang...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, my raya celebrations went like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We did our Eid prayers at Masjid Pertempatan Melayu Sembawang, which had just been renovated...n since the day before was pouring, the ground was urgh, muddy... n our colour this year is WHITE...&lt;em&gt;apa lagi, angkatlah kain tinggi2...dah macam pakai pantsuit uh...baju putih sluar hitam...ok jugak tuh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then of course, first house was at &lt;em&gt;nenek's&lt;/em&gt;...this year, I didn't do a lot of chit chatting with cousins...was sick...a little cold and get irritated easily...so, &lt;em&gt;baik diam jer...&lt;/em&gt;then we went to all my dad's siblings' houses, including my &lt;em&gt;Mak Besar&lt;/em&gt; who's hospitalised this eid...*she said she just bought a huge bungalow...until no more money to buy kuih* All in all, we went to 7 houses... by the last house, I was getting giddy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On the 2nd day, we went to Tampines...I was half-expecting to meet some students since a lot of them live in that area...but luckily didn't meet any...this time, we went to my mother's side: her aunts and cousins...we haven't gone to her siblings' houses yet, since we're covering that area... once again, we visited 7 houses...at &lt;em&gt;Nek Gayah's &lt;/em&gt;house, I finally met &lt;em&gt;Kak Linda &lt;/em&gt;(my aunt actually, but she's onli 2 yrs older than me...and then she was my senior back in RG, so &lt;em&gt;takkan kat skola nak panggil dier makcik kan???&lt;/em&gt;) Ever since she got married, we didn't meet...I didn't even know she was pregnant...so, that day, got to meet her son too...such a cute little boy...our last destination was the New Hawa Restaurant near Kassim Mosque, where we had our dinner... &lt;em&gt;dah lama benar tak makan nasi ayam New Hawa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So far, that's it for my raya celebrations...more to come...since I have such a huge family and since, we didn't exactly raya last year because both my parents were recovering... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here are some pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8Vp_HFXI/AAAAAAAAARE/7PHqZXR74dY/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253233833096451442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8Vp_HFXI/AAAAAAAAARE/7PHqZXR74dY/s400/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Family (it's our first time wearing white...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8VDAC5JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5AZUJkIyfhU/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253233822631388306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8VDAC5JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5AZUJkIyfhU/s400/DSC00671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zara n I (dunno y I gave that look)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8VOnYfJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/q3HnlaeWaMA/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253233825749171346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8VOnYfJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/q3HnlaeWaMA/s400/DSC00666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nisha n I (boy...do I look soooo kiddy here?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok...that's all for now...May Allah bless all of you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8VuKSNpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/FqoZIPmUh5c/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-6500725541833992878?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/6500725541833992878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-mubarak-everybody-pantun-sikit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6500725541833992878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6500725541833992878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-mubarak-everybody-pantun-sikit.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SOc8Vp_HFXI/AAAAAAAAARE/7PHqZXR74dY/s72-c/DSC00677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8762803901778227319</id><published>2008-09-26T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:24:42.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It's been ages...once again...been busy...really...baking, cleaning, shopping, teaching, sleeping, dreaming, work, work, and more work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Eid is just round the corner...in fact, it's like 5 days away...fast uh??? Students' exams are round the bend too!!! Gosh!!! &lt;em&gt;Dah mula blaja ke belum????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway, iktikaf wasn't really a success... I disliked the idea of separating those cleaning the house and those doing the 'amazing race'...really, everyone should have the 'taste' of cleaning...if not house, then maybe, children's home...but then again, 2008 had been a totally busy year...we had non-stop projects...from pesta amal to tabung jumaat 1 to haflah to nasyid comp to mye to img to tabung jumaat 2 to nasyid performance to sate amal to to eoye to to to to...to lah... n amongst all that...we still have to teach, have extra lessons, go for courses, n tonnes of JMS meetings!!! So, planning for iktikaf was like at the back of our minds...at least, it was at the back of mine!!! Haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;After the iktikaf, I was flat out...what to do...during the whole thing, I didn't even catch a wink... my dad fetched us...my sis n I...along with Dhi...we went to Geylang Market first...b4 that...we were all actively talking about the things that happened during the iktikaf...from the home cleanings, to breaking fast, to the sujud tilawah (or sajadah??? someone tell me the difference please), to the people who fell sick...but after geylang, all three of us were flat! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Reached home, my sis had her bath first, n then went for her class...I went to sleep after my bath...apparently, I woke up to call sharifah to ask her to check out on sarah...but somehow, I dun remember a thing!!! Haha!!! Did some work, and went back to sleep...helped mom with break fast, and went back to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;That was it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This week...was not very right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Monday: I had almost nothing on...luckily the sec five bio students came for class...I only had one lesson of which, only 6 came!!! N to tell u the truth, I wud be on mc if not for that lesson... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tuesday: Came to school slightly early...thought of looking at the preparation for the children's day performance...but, HOD meeting was held in the musollah... then there's Geography lesson... by the end of the day, I was so sooooo thirsty... n oh ya... I met an old fren... which really spoilt my day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wednesday: I had another fall... eh no no...a trip... feet still hurt... took the wrong bus... came home late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thursday: Woke up late... was supposed to bake cookie...too bad lah...Had a meeting... things are really getting tougher... had break fast at Jln Slamat... but then we already had other plans... so we just break our fast there, did our Maghrib and then went off to Bedok Pizza Hut... both of us had our cravings... reached home at 11+ to find out that there wasn't gas at home...luckily Cik Ina haven't gone to sleep yet...so mama cooked at her house...if not...no food for sahur...(&lt;em&gt;tapi takper 67773777 ada perrr)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday: Woke up late once again...this time, it's bcoz I want my dream to end...wahaha!!! I switched off my alarm, went back to sleep...n my dream actually continued...alarm went off again, I switched off again...went back to continue my dream again...but never got to the part I wanted...haha...dun ask me what the dream is about now...coz I dun remember...haha!!! By the way, I &lt;em&gt;sempat &lt;/em&gt;sms some pple b4 continuing my dream...and by the time I woke up, I was already late for work!!! Took a cab...aiya!!! On the way home...I was about to cross the road at a junction...it was time to cross... but a lorry beat the red light...luckily I saw it and stopped...I had left the pavement btw...Sharifah also pulled me...the boys stopped on their track...n the girls too...a step further n you guys would be visiting me at the hospital...&lt;em&gt;Alhamdulillah takde pape...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oklah...&lt;em&gt;panjang lebar lah post nieeee.... Sampai di sini sahajalah yer... Sebelum terlambat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Salam Aidilfitri...Maaf Zahir Batin&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/31505533-8762803901778227319?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8762803901778227319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-ages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8762803901778227319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8762803901778227319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-6490591577454571309</id><published>2008-09-06T08:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:17:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the very best to the sec fours taking the STE exams...May Allah help you in your journey...Lurve you guys!!!&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/31505533-6490591577454571309?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/6490591577454571309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-very-best-to-sec-fours-taking-ste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6490591577454571309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6490591577454571309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-very-best-to-sec-fours-taking-ste.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3664239203118248101</id><published>2008-09-05T05:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:07:40.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kejam kelip kejam kelip....dah hari terakhir cuti seh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rasanya macam sungguh tak cukup...macam...lebih baik takder cuti kan??? Lepas tu, panjangkan cuti bulan Jun dan Disember... kan lagi baik???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tapi, kata mereka, "we need a break...even if it's just one week."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Merepek...-oh dah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, so far the holidays have been...short...yeah, simply short...I've been marking...marking and marking...ok, I lied...I went out yesterday...&lt;em&gt;cari baju Raya&lt;/em&gt;...but one day isn't enough...I want more...but it seems that I, need to mark...haiz~~~... Oh yah...talking abt &lt;em&gt;baju raya&lt;/em&gt;...I looked for it in Geylang...reached there at about 4.30pm..walked around...it seemed...quiet...there were not many people at all...really...but somehow...near break fast time...there was such a crowd... where (n when) did they come from??? weirdness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Geylang Bazaar was really no different...everything is the same...the kind of stalls, the fashion, the people...even the location of specific stall...I remember buying some brooches from this aunt...this year, she is at the exact same place, with the exact same smell (it's a wonder she dun faint coz of the smell...) selling the exact same thing...I really wish that the pple organising this bazaar can inject something different next time...okok, there was a mini arcade there...but that is such a small thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The price, however, is a huge difference...last time, I remember that u can get ur &lt;em&gt;baju raya&lt;/em&gt; at cheaper prices at the bazaar compared to at the original shop...now, it is cheaper at the shop... it is said that the rent of stalls at the bazaar is very expensive...haiya... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Somehow, I &lt;em&gt;rindu banget kat &lt;/em&gt;some pple... for one, it's been long since we last met...the last time was what?? the trip to hort park, under the hot sun,  in ur hot new car??? not forgetting, with our hot good fren??? for another, it's even worse...the last time was...out trip to JB??? was it??? then somehow, we merajuk with each other bcoz of our time clashes...haha! thing's resolved...but time still clash...haiiiiiyaaaa! -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oklah...post &lt;em&gt;dah macam boring&lt;/em&gt;...bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PS. &lt;em&gt;Tu kain samping eh...bukan mini skirt!!! Hahaha!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3664239203118248101?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3664239203118248101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/kejam-kelip-kejam-kelip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3664239203118248101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3664239203118248101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/kejam-kelip-kejam-kelip.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-207353866154558329</id><published>2008-09-02T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:01:41.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just wanna wish a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to my sis... may Allah bless u with all the happiness in life and the hereafter... study hard yah...love u!!! Muah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;N not forgetting some others...Diyana, Faiqah and Nadiah Din...Happy Birthday all...All the best for everything...may Allah bless all of you too!!! Luv u guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-207353866154558329?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/207353866154558329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-wanna-wish-happy-birthday-to-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/207353866154558329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/207353866154558329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-wanna-wish-happy-birthday-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-5780954246814322544</id><published>2008-09-01T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:02:47.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha!!! I know...it's been ages once again...I know...k? So shush!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Recently, I haf been...unhappy??? happy??? more like confused... sometimes, I'm happy... sometimes, I feel down... n it can happen within the split of a second... stress??? I guess...every little thing pple do suddenly haf a huge  impact on me...a lil mistake by students can cause me to raise my voice...haizz...what's wrong with me???  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know I used this quote on some students "You cannot stop people from talking bad about you. But you can stop them from being right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have been living with this quote for some time...but recently, I find it hard... I think I'm turning into someone different...someone, I wun like to be... haiz -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There were some sad happenings in sch...some of u guys oredy knew abt them...let's hope this kinda thing will never happen again...&lt;em&gt;insya Allah... &lt;/em&gt;our school is already so small...let's not tarnish the reputation our sch have k? -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On a happier tone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Teacher's day celebration in MAI...It was a blast...The class parties were great...sec 2B had a very impressive idea...restaurant concept...along with waitresses and menu...very impressive...sec 4's as usual...full of food...but somehow, my stomach had shrunk...so couldn't eat a lot...I spent the most time in 3B of course!!! My dear form class... Not as much food as other classes... but of course... nothing beats spending time with ur own class... sitting there, looking at them eating... plus not having to teach them...heh!!! Jeb's fried macoroni was superb...btw, did anyone know that I actually dun eat macaroni??? But, it was soooo good I couldn't resist... N the girls' pizza was great too...even thought I was tearing due to the spicy effect done by Mariam... Haha!!! It was great...really... n thanx 3b for the ever-so-pretty vase of stars... it's soooo creative... N thanx everyone for everything... There's really no need to... the best gifts will be ur love, respect, hard work and of course, results....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N here's sec 3B n I!!! Luv u guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SLwE1UsHvMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/TamyOJyIU78/s1600-h/DSCF0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241069380485758146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SLwE1UsHvMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/TamyOJyIU78/s400/DSCF0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Somehow, I found the timing for the parties this yr a lil short... Haha...&lt;em&gt;saya bukan sombong tau...tak sempat jer nak masuk kelas lain tu....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The concert...it was great...something fresh... It was cool, cute, funny, nice....when the classic waiters came out bringing the food for the teachers...oh soooo cute!!! The perfomances were...wow! Silat opening...always something to look forward to...Panic at the last minute...best lah!!! The singing were good... Sec five performance...superb!!! But then, the timing was a bit long uh...I really needed the toilet...but then, I dun wanna miss a thing...so I &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; uh... in the end...I had to stay at level six coz everybody was trying to go down when my shoes were stuck behind the doors...hrmph!!! Overall...I enjoyed myself... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went for a bbq on Sunday...it was the first time I had a bbq in the day...and at East Coast... normally, I haf bbq's at Sembawang n Pasir Ris... East Coast had always been bowling and McCafe for me...but this time...it's bbq...how refreshing..hee...to the girls, thanx for the invite... Happy Birthday!!!-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last but not least...&lt;em&gt;SALAM RAMADHAN &lt;/em&gt;to all muslims in the world... may this blessed month be put into full &lt;em&gt;ibadah &lt;/em&gt;mode... and may all our &lt;em&gt;ibadah&lt;/em&gt; be accepted by Allah S.W.T...&lt;em&gt;Ameen yaa rabbal 'alamin&lt;/em&gt;... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-5780954246814322544?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5780954246814322544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5780954246814322544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5780954246814322544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/SLwE1UsHvMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/TamyOJyIU78/s72-c/DSCF0522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-572204397286550813</id><published>2008-08-18T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:28:35.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally...&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Alhan Arabiah's&lt;/span&gt; performance is over!!! I would say they did a good job...apart from someone being L.A.T.E.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So a job well done to Aniq, Uwais, Masyfu', Khair, Dhirar, Fudhoil, Ubai and Khairil for the performance...n a big thank you n of course, job well done, to Farid, as the leader!!! Haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Other than all these wonderful people, thanx to Fadhilah for accompanying me for the trainings... and to Ruquiyah and Khodijah for accompanying me to the event, helping me out with the boys...plus of course...handling the boys' antiques!!! (&lt;em&gt;anak dara kan ada...ingat?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I thought of uploading the video...but...it takes sooooooooo long to transfer...so...forget it...or...as they'd say...wait long long!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-572204397286550813?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/572204397286550813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/572204397286550813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/572204397286550813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-5736856807771059250</id><published>2008-08-11T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:57:18.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ever had a freaking toothache you can't even concentrate???&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a freaking headache you can't even move???&lt;br /&gt;Ever had so much to do you don't know where to start???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ever felt so disappointed that even 6 yrs is not long enough???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, that was what I've been through since the last post... I was soooooooooo busy that I can't exactly rest...I didn't even know I cracked a tooth...bloody tooth!! (literally) This was how it went...&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad bad toothache one day...couldn't really concentrate on anything...my friends told me to go to the dentist... at first, I took Panadol Actifast...then went into 3B to teach...felt soooo sleepy and had a terrible headache...fell asleep in the staff room...then decided to go to the dentist...Kak Zai accompanied me there...n then...&lt;br /&gt;In there...I found out that I had broke my tooth... abt a month ago...somehow...I dunno how...then, the small break had caused a crack...n then...plague build up deep into my tooth n hit the nerve...no wonder it was soooooo painful... n wonder it caused that splitting headache!!! I had my tooth extracted... N when I saw the tooth...I was shocked...those who saw the tooth...u know what I mean... -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I had soooo much to do...well...too much in fact...it starts with the all important Biology prelim papers...My computer kept hanging on me...it was pure frustration...finally..I decided to do it in school&lt;em&gt;...bertapa di&lt;/em&gt; resource room...n finally...I'm done!!! Yes, D.O.N.E...DONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the ultimate cause of my busy-ness was this...my mum's radiotherapy and my sister's engagement...every morning, had to leave house so early and travel for an hour (or so) for a therapy that's less than 10 minutes...imagine my mum's frustration...but it kinda pays...she's getting better..alhamdulillah...my sister's engagement...fuyooooo!!! It was soooo much work!!! On Friday, after the wonderful trip to Mt. Faber and Hort Park, I had non-stop work...till 3am!!! Anyway, thanks Dija O, Dija N, Aini and Nadhrah for the help to buy n carry the fruits, to Shaz for carrying the fruits to the train and especially to Dija N for her help in carrying them all the way to my house...I realised, I'm not as strong as I was b4...getting old??? OMG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On the day itself, it was fun...more like a gathering of cuzzins from both sides...I was the make-up artist...n yes...I did it!!! She did look good...photos MAY be uploaded some other time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After that, I got myself busy with....Alhan Arabiah...well...really, it was our first invite from an outside organisation...looks like our mudir's aim for MAI to be known is going somewhere... they chose 2 of the songs that they were most familiar with...n without 2 lead singers n a percussionist... they carried on with the help of some new members... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok...think I'll stop for now...b4 I bore myself to death typing all this...heh&lt;br /&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/31505533-5736856807771059250?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5736856807771059250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/08/ever-had-freaking-toothache-you-cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5736856807771059250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5736856807771059250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/08/ever-had-freaking-toothache-you-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-1939218636215797906</id><published>2008-07-19T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:30:51.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heyloooo&lt;/span&gt; all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Believe it or not??? It's like past mid July!!! How time flies... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rusydah&lt;/span&gt; will be going away to further her studies...to Sudan...Home country of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Abd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rahman&lt;/span&gt;... I suddenly remembered that old friend of mine whom I met in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Langkawi&lt;/span&gt; on my holidays years ago... It's been long since my sis n I emailed her...I'll ask my sis to email her soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;As for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rusydah&lt;/span&gt;...oh my...the whole of MAI will miss her...I definitely will... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sobzzz&lt;/span&gt;... There's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much to say to her that even I dunno how to put it in words... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Nvm&lt;/span&gt;...action speaks louder than words... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Science half of the month will begin soon...so soon I'm afraid we're may not be ready... But I hope it'll be fun nonetheless...Science is fun...Maths is even better!!! Huahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-1939218636215797906?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/1939218636215797906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/07/heyloooo-all-believe-it-or-not-its-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1939218636215797906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1939218636215797906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/07/heyloooo-all-believe-it-or-not-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7747038559443835692</id><published>2008-07-13T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:46:31.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Currently, I'm watching Spongebob... nothing else to watch on TV...Haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This week, I was like reborn! Haha! After an 'oh-so-wonderful' week, there came the youth day holiday...n this was what happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I had three different groups for Maths on Saturday...started at about 9.30 and ended around 3... was super-duper hungry...so went to 7-11 to get sandwich n then took 67 to Bukit Panjang with Masyfu' n Dhirar...I was sitting beside this old man and trying to get little bites of my sandwich... then the man was talking to me...I onli heard "inpector tak pakai uniform" and "saman $200"... haha!!! Seriously, I didn't hear what he said cos I was listening to the song "Egois" which was a fast beat nasyeed... so, oops!!! Sorry, uncle!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;At 10+pm, I received an sms from Kak Rusydah...asking me if I was free for the next two days to go to KL...I wasn't...But I can try...which I did...I pushed forward some lessons and cancelled my tuitions...N off I went to KL the next day at 2pm...something really funny happened b4 I went off...I was looking for my black pants...was about to wear jeans instead when I realised...I was wearing the black pants!!! How absent minded!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The trip was to get books...English Ukhrawi books to get in line with JMS...oh how cool!!! Islamic Knowledge in English!!! You know how most Malays already know...it's just a matter of obligations and practice...It's the non-muslims who ask question which, somehow, I dunno how to answer in English...but then, I won't be the one learning in English...heh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We went to various bookstores... there's a book that really capture my attention... Aisyah...oh man...now I regret not getting the book...hrmph...I saw it once...twice...n I told Kak Rusydah, &lt;em&gt;"Kalau org nampak buku nie lagi, org beli." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, I did, but in a different language...so it didn't count...but now, I regret...I'm sooooo looking for it soon...if u guys see it, tell me yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;From KL, I bought some things...of course lah...&lt;em&gt;dah gi kl takkan tak shopping kan???&lt;/em&gt; but I didn't buy much...got few tudungs, socks, n lotsa food...hua!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Came back to Singapore at ard 9pm...got changed blah blah blah..n then slept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This week...there were more Maths group classes...for those who didn't attend...I hope u guys study on your own! Please do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok...that's all for now...tired already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7747038559443835692?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7747038559443835692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/07/currently-im-watching-spongebob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7747038559443835692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7747038559443835692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/07/currently-im-watching-spongebob.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8612270642606319431</id><published>2008-07-02T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:22:20.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's time for some update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil late...but in future...this will remind me of the things I did in 2008...haha LAME oh! -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intermadrasah...once again...just like what happened in 2006...I can see how small our school is compared to all the rest... just look at our marching contingent...and and...look at our male supporters...pathetic!!! (no, no...dun u come at me for that...I'm not saying that the male population in the school is pathetic...it's just that the number of males in school is pathetic...) One teacher from another school asked me...ur boys &lt;em&gt;tak ramai datang eh?&lt;/em&gt; I said...&lt;em&gt;tulah yang kita ada.." &lt;/em&gt;I dunno if she believed me though...my really...we're too small...sighssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all activities...I dare say we did quite well considering there was almost no professional training on our part...Kudos to all who participated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made me happier was the fact that...jeng jeng jeng...some teachers from other school commented that our students are very well behaved...unlike theirs...heh... -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has begun...this is already the second week...first week went fast..too fast in fact...it's already July!!! Oh no... -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is getting engaged soon...National Day...I've got plan this national day actually...but it seems like I've got to cancel it...something's more important than others...woo hoo...she wants me to do her make up like I did some time ago...&lt;em&gt;ada skill jadi mak andam nie...kalau berhenti jadi teacher...mungkin jadi mak andam kot??? nie bukan kali pertama lah seh...tapi setakat mak andam untuk majlis tunang jer lah... &lt;/em&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euro 2008 is over...suddenly the nights became dead again...those late night snacks...c-who-sleep-first-games...frustrated or excited sms's...well...it'll come back again soon...or so I suppose...late night matches are not hard to come... -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July is the English and Science month...but I'm not really in mood yet to go all out and speak perfect English...heh...no offence...my rojak language is better understood than my tongue twisted English...after all, I'm of a rojak parentage... -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...there was a major drama episode in sch today... haha... &lt;em&gt;tak nak cakap banyak pasal nie... takot terEMO &lt;/em&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnetic effect is slowly fading...haiz...someone pls give me the strength...I must stay..I must I must...&lt;em&gt;haha...tak faham kan...takpelah...nie untuk yang faham jer... &lt;/em&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah...draggy one today...shall end here then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-8612270642606319431?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8612270642606319431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-time-for-some-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8612270642606319431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8612270642606319431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-time-for-some-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2321118332045608830</id><published>2008-06-24T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:21:22.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alamak...I'm tagged!!</title><content type='html'>The rule says ;&lt;br /&gt;-Remove one question from below, and add in your personal question .&lt;br /&gt;-Make it a total of 20 question . (&lt;em&gt;Sengaja kan...kenapa tak 21???)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tag seven people . (&lt;em&gt;Ni lagi satu...7 konon!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- List them out at the end of this post .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Are you hungry ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!!! Just ate burger and pizza...I cooked them...focusing more on the burger and nearly burnt the pizza!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What colour do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aini...dun scream...I like pink...yes, P. I. N. K. pink...haha...no lah...actually I like purple most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favourite qoute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan your work, then work your plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Where would you like to go to the most ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldives...same like aini...&lt;em&gt;kita gi sama2 yok!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What/Who do you want most ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own private space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.When you encounter a sad moment, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm in a crowd, I'll shut up...look for something I like, or someone for that matter...and try to cool myself...&lt;br /&gt;If I'm alone...I'll cry...&lt;br /&gt;If it's family related, I'll play with kids...either my neighbour's, or my nieces and nephews...oh...I sooooo miss Ahmad Hassan!!!&lt;br /&gt;If...if...so many if's...it depends on the situation lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What is/are your treasure(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, my job, 'bcos', students, my health...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What do love most about last year (2007)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'bcos,' the experiences I had learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What time do you wake up ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no particular time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o.How do you cope with boredom ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno...I never really get bored...I have soooo much to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What is one thing you'll never get tired of ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching...sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What is your ambition ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a house with a garden...lead a happy life...still teach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.If you have one wish, what would you wish for ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be young again...then I will never commit the mistakes I did then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you'd be able to be with only one person whom you think is sensible to talk to, who'd be that person ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What's your worst attitude ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my forgetfulness or maybe...my too laid back attitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.If you were to get stuck inside a movie, which movie will it be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...in other words, what's my favourite movie??? Hmm...anything CSI like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.What do you look forward to in 2008 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECRET...it's a birthday wish...if i tell it wun come true! &lt;em&gt;macam real...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.If you were to do one bad thing and get away with it, what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... I dunno...too many &lt;em&gt;gitu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What specifially are you most attracted to the opposite sex ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, their eyes n smile...then their character...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whats your favouite no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number after this question's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 pple tagged are : Fadhilah, Fardiana, Mariam, Hanif, Razanah, Nadzurah, Nabilah Ayoub&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2321118332045608830?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2321118332045608830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/06/alamakim-tagged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2321118332045608830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2321118332045608830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/06/alamakim-tagged.html' title='Alamak...I&apos;m tagged!!'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7550786840155651984</id><published>2008-06-07T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:05:13.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ultimate 768</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oklah...tak nak janji tinggal janji...so here's the update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Post Exam Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Went on nicely...got a chance to play captain's ball with 3B against 3A with Mdm Zubaidah...it was fun...congratz to the winning classes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nothing much to say for badminton...was there late...had to go to school first...congratz again to the winning teams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;On the third day of PEA, the students turned into ah sohs and ah peks... it did not feel like shcool at all...but some did have their fun... After school, I went for bowling at Kallang Leisurepark...it was cool...although at first it was kinda bad...the shoes lah...there was some kinda heels at the back of it...everytime I bowl...I feel like falling forward...I wasn't alone ok? Someone else felt that way too...so I wasn't wierd....heh...after bowling...we decided to walk to kallang mrt...but...we went the looooong way...haiya...saw the kallang river and stopped there... had a little rest...n then it started pouring!!! But I managed to stay relatively dry... heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Inter Madrasah 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Captain's Ball...Interesting matches...I can't get anymore frustrated at some...but I'm very happy with MAI's performance...with the number of trainings we have...and without a coach...I think u guys did very well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Netball...didn't manage to catch a single game...we lost...but's it's ok...we'll try again next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Soccer...lost also...but considering the number of male students we haf...do we have a winning choice??? I dun think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Other games coming up...let's gear up for each and every one of it...as for supporters..keep the spirits up...win lose or draw...let's hear the roar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Let's c...work...work...and more work...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Went to Batam for a day's trip...wasn't fabulous...but it was wonderful enough....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Track training was on...was crappy...we can't decided who's to run for which event...but we've reached a decision...hope everything goes on well enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Can't wait for the chalet....finally...I can meet my cousins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I think that's all for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7550786840155651984?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7550786840155651984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/06/ultimate-768.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7550786840155651984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7550786840155651984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/06/ultimate-768.html' title='The ultimate 768'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-795059188861297319</id><published>2008-05-17T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:19:49.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One after the Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah...exam's over for the students... That stress is over...and now...it's time for the results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've returned all my papers...for those who were absent...just wait till Friday...I'm not entertaining any requests to see the paper...Unless u produce an MC...&lt;em&gt;Kalau dah malas nak datang skola...then saya pun malas nak kluarkan kertas2 awak sumer LAGI...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For those who did well... congratz, all praises to Allah... continue to work hard and strive in the course of Islam... as they say, &lt;em&gt;Ilmu pelita hidup&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For those who didn't do that well...dun give up...success is sweeter when u get it the hard way...be thankful to Allah with wat u haf...and work harder next time...no one is a failure until he gives up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways, results aside, let's get talking... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm sure u guys heard about the newly openned Hort Park near Mount Faber...anyone wants to go there??? I'm soooo itching to check out that place... Singapore should really have that kinda pro-family-eco-friendly destinations rather than wasting time, money and land (not to mention eco-unfriendly) on things like IR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need to destress...after hours of marking...focusing all the way on the five papers...finally, yes...finally...it's over...next time will be in october... n b4 things gets busy for me...let's go Hort Park....pretty pleaseeeee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then, I wanna go bowling... ok, I just did 2 games today...was great...but but...I want more... Once again...to destress...nothing else... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What else yah??? I wanna go shopping!!! I'm in need of more dresses? Blouses? Haha!!! This, however, is not to destress...just an urge...so...no rush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oklah...I better end here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-795059188861297319?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/795059188861297319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-after-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/795059188861297319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/795059188861297319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-after-other.html' title='One after the Other'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-5928611720647111861</id><published>2008-04-29T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:31:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Exam Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here's some Exam tips for you guys out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Have a study area.&lt;/strong&gt; The ambience of your study area must suit your liking...You must like the area very much so that just going to that area brings you joy. Of course, if books spoils your mood, then this won't help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2)&lt;strong&gt;Know the paper you're sitting.&lt;/strong&gt; Ask your teachers (me included) as much as you can find out about the paper. This, of course, does not include questions. Ask especially about the format. How many essay questions, mcq's and all that. This will help you to be mentally prepared for the exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3)&lt;strong&gt;Form study groups. &lt;/strong&gt;This I'm sure most of you have already done it. Ensure that you attend your study group as much as possible, especially if you can see that you benefit from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4)&lt;strong&gt;Have some time to study alone. &lt;/strong&gt;Yes, study groups are good. However, you all need time to study on your own. This will help you focus more on any subject you'd like. A study group normally focus on everyone. Here, you focus only on YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5)&lt;strong&gt;Switch off HP, Computers etc. &lt;/strong&gt;You wouldn't need any distractions from all that. If there's anything so important, then they can contact your house phone which, hopefully your parents can answer. With this, you can focus focus focus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6)&lt;strong&gt; Take regular breaks from long studying hours. &lt;/strong&gt;Your concentration span can never be more than an hour. After that, you'd keep losing your focus...get up, move away from your study area for say, 10minutes?  Call me if u want...but I wun answer...haha jkjk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7)&lt;strong&gt; Do not procrastinate. &lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes, when you have something to do, you tend to do a whole lot of other thigns but not the one you need to do...what a waste of time...procrastination should be a crime...but then, if it is, even I would be in jail...haha! In other words...do what you need to do. Make a to-do-list if you must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8)&lt;strong&gt;Practice past year papers. &lt;/strong&gt;This is especially for the O'levels batch of students...past year papers really help...trust me...I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9)&lt;strong&gt; Revise not reread. &lt;/strong&gt;Reading will not really make you understand your subject. You need to revise. That is, when you're studying, you can't just have one book in front of you...yoou need your textbook, workbook, assesments, dictionary and other what-have-you for the subject. Look out for the words that you may not understand. Jot it down somewhere...make summaries...do questions etc...whatever it is, just don't reread only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10) &lt;strong&gt;Pray. &lt;/strong&gt;Last but not least... pray to Allah that He makes your journey smoother...pray that He allows you to accept what you have studied...pray that He grants you good health...pray also, that He grants ME good health so that I can mark your papers with a good mood!!! Heh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok..that's all for now...hope my tips here may be useful to you guys...Happy Studying!!! All the best for the exams...Looking forward to the end of it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-5928611720647111861?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5928611720647111861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-exam-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5928611720647111861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5928611720647111861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-exam-tips.html' title='My Exam Tips'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3763343666468069779</id><published>2008-04-29T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T15:12:22.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Oh wow!!! This is probably the longest time between 2 posts!!! Well, I'm sure it is....more than what??? Two months??? So, here's a little update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Exam's round the corner...so here's me wishing all the best to ALL my students...May Allah reward you with good grades...don't forget to study study study!!! -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A little on what's happening in my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Been really busy preparing notes for almost all my subjects...I got a little carried away at some parts...but managed to pull through most of it...-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Other than that, I've also been busy with non-education stuff in school...we'll be super duper busy in June....with all the inter-madrasah games, IPT and camps...Insya Allah, I'd be involved in all these...-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Abah is showing a lot of improvement in his health...Alhamdulillah...though he still experiences sleepless nights...at least, it's not as frequent as before...-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My cuzzin is tying the knot this weekend... Isn't it wonderful??? Haha!!! Well, congratz shida...May Allah bless ur marriage...-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I guess that's all for this post...chao!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3763343666468069779?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3763343666468069779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-wow-this-is-probably-longest-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3763343666468069779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3763343666468069779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-wow-this-is-probably-longest-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7428097157229863504</id><published>2008-02-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:49:27.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oklah...I'll update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Have been going to school early for the pass few days...have a LOT of work lately...been denied from my tv timings...shish!!! -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Haflah is coming up...this time...I'm in charge of performances...so have been spending a lot of time with the nasyid boys...Hopefully, they'll be more serious...the thing is drawing really near!!! *shivers* -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mood swings every now and then...been told off a lot lately...thanx to someone who never fails to 'brigthen up' my days...U're the best!!! -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Last but not least...my birthday surprises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok...days b4 my burfdae, someone told me to 'watch out' as they've planned to sabo me...so I was like, 'no no..u can't do that...I dun like it...and a lot of pple wun be happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then, someone said that maybe, they'll come to my house on my bdae itself...anything, ask this particular girl...so yah..I 'attacked' this girl the very next day...and so, it was like cancelled!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then, pple kept reminding me abt 28th January...so, I couldn't help it but feel that something's gonna happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On Pesta Amal day 2...I was saboed...aiyooooo!!! Flour and all...(customers &lt;em&gt;cabot kot?&lt;/em&gt;) Mixed feelings...sad, coz dirty and all...touched coz pple remember...HAPPY coz, I've been craving for oreo cheesecake but didn't have time to bake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and so...after the Pesta ended, (eve of my bdae, and if u remembered, I ever said that eve of my bdae was my bad luck day) everything was sooo &lt;em&gt;kecoh... &lt;/em&gt;coz everything was like "hey! where did this come from?" and I remember someone keep saying..&lt;em&gt;"aku rasa besok aku takleh turun ah...yang benda tu"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, I can't help feeling that something is up!!! wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After getting back from Pesta Amal, I didn't do anything much...but went to sleep...yes was online a while...checked that my SIM payment due was the next day....so had to go out early...so I must sleep...then, I felt like someone came near me...A MONSTER!!! My eyes flew open...n there stood my sister and I almost screamed!!! My instant reaction was to pull my blanket n cover my face!!! HAHAHA!!! She wished me happy birthday and gave me her pressent...Heh! Then I went back to sleep despite the many2 messages coming in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The next day...my dad woke me up n asked me to have my bath...I was like...huh? y ah??? something's up...had a big feeling that my students' gonna still come over...so I bathed...got to go SIM anyway...then was calling SIM when my mum suddenly came in n asked me to put on my hijab! &lt;em&gt;tapi, ada ker suruh pakai tudung indon yang main masukkan kepala jer tu? tak senonoh betul...&lt;/em&gt;so I kinda shouted...&lt;em&gt;taknak ah...taknak...&lt;/em&gt;n went into my room with professional &lt;em&gt;selamberism...&lt;/em&gt;I put on my hijab...n my sis was like...&lt;em&gt;kak, cepat lah....&lt;/em&gt;k, I know it...my students &lt;em&gt;KAT LUAR KAN???? &lt;/em&gt;n my sis told my students...n i heard...awwwww...n so...the surprise stops there...wahaha!!! But, I was very the shocked lah....these pple...16 of them!!! &lt;em&gt;Sejak umur 12 tahun, takder lah party potong kek tiup lilin nie sumer... ada naik teksi lagi....&lt;/em&gt;sooo touching... &lt;em&gt;ada yang siap serika baju &lt;/em&gt;at my place &lt;em&gt;lagi!!! &lt;/em&gt;anyway, the cake was sooo delicious...not forgetting the creative candle-on-the-pizza...(who knew I was also craving for pizza?)...when the cake arrived, my sis put some candles on it...3 candles, one for me, one for seri n one for dhi...funnily, while they were singing the song...dhi oredy blew...and like 'follow-the-leader' seri n i also blew....haha...we ate and then took pictures, played truth or dare (in which most of the guys sang) (n in which I 'lied' through my truth) and then went to school together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In school, many more wishes...plus a sad happening...but everything's resolved..then back home...the next day, I had another bdae cake...this time, it was from Kak Zai, celebrating mine n zuhrah's bdae...so all in all, I had like 3 bdae cakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok, the pictures now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166117687689257106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R7G8qmqUoJI/AAAAAAAAALc/sSMh4pciWy8/s400/28012008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The cake baked by Ruqy with the help of her mum...thanx!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166118529502847138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R7G9bmqUoKI/AAAAAAAAALk/o024JCarCt8/s400/28012008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls...Khodi, Ain, Ruqy, Yati, Fadhilah, Seri, Ifah, Fiqa, Nurul, Deedy and ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166119208107679922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R7G-DGqUoLI/AAAAAAAAALs/w65lpG1oxh0/s400/28012008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The boys and me...Dhi, Uwais, Khairil, Abu Zaar, Mus n Fudhoil...( Hanif was in the cab then &lt;em&gt;agaknya)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166119830877937858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R7G-nWqUoMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X0ZK-A_fRmE/s400/28012008(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My presents...&lt;em&gt;dah macam angkat guni beras tau...tu...Dalam Hati Ada Lembu...heh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Whatever it is, thanx to those who remembered my bdae...to those people who came to my house, it was soooo touching...thanx a zillion...I did expect, but didn't expect....(if u get it lah) to Yati n my sis...thanx a lot....-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7428097157229863504?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7428097157229863504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/02/oklahill-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7428097157229863504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7428097157229863504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/02/oklahill-update.html' title='Oklah...I&apos;ll update'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R7G8qmqUoJI/AAAAAAAAALc/sSMh4pciWy8/s72-c/28012008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4528454318636864024</id><published>2008-01-28T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:04:06.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Aniq!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mariah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Zuhrah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Alfian!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;n last but not least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Wardah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;May all our wishes come true... Insya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4528454318636864024?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4528454318636864024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-aniq-happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4528454318636864024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4528454318636864024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-aniq-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4341649916139758527</id><published>2008-01-17T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:22:58.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Remember how I wanted 2007 to end??? Well...2008 has been good...but I can't believe this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I am still, somehow, holding on to 2007!!! keyboards and mousepads!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The memories of 2007 just wouldn't leave me...be it good ones or bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This year will never be the same...those sweet memories of '07 will never be back...things will never be the same again... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm enjoying myself...I've gained more experience last year...I try to be stricter, but the compassionate side of me will still be there, insya Allah...and, strict I may try to be, part of me will still be crazy... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Some fren of mine told me that if I go somewhere else, they'd allow me to continue my studies after some time...my pay will be way higher than now...but, I love my current job...so, I'll stop complaining abt my low pay...but I do hope it'll be revised... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm starting to fall in love with the sec twos...both classes...they're sooo cute...not forgetting, they're responsive too!!! That's the thing that is, to me, the most important in class...in that way, I know who pays attention in class, n who doesn't...oh ya...some pple were so happy in class today coz they managed to get the correct answer for the atomic mass/number of neutron mass quiz-like thingi..haha!!! dun forget...ur first science test is coming up... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm missing a lot of people... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pesta Amal &lt;/em&gt;is coming up...(n so is my burfday!) erm...anyone wants to volunteer??? the form will be out soon... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4341649916139758527?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4341649916139758527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/remember-how-i-wanted-2007-to-end-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4341649916139758527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4341649916139758527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/remember-how-i-wanted-2007-to-end-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-119543213654524046</id><published>2008-01-17T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:58:07.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a reply to some tags...&lt;br /&gt;to all new year well wishers: Hope this year will be a good one for u guys too!&lt;br /&gt;me_hid: Ok...will link asap&lt;br /&gt;mahirah: yes yes...inter-madrasah...so far, no news on it though...but will still train ah&lt;br /&gt;nurul: the year had been ok...new HOD is ok too...everything's ok...&lt;br /&gt;dotdotdot/zepz: no fun eh??? hmm...try and make it fun lah...&lt;br /&gt;nadra: thanx...may u achieve urs too (&lt;em&gt;ada tak?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;rush/rip: next year eh?? end of this year then can think abt it...&lt;br /&gt;khairil: hi!!! Khairil Bahri eh??? Should be ah... I think, u're the onli Khairil I know&lt;br /&gt;nudge: ok, done&lt;br /&gt;kaya toast: tsk3...believe it or not??? I onli said, "&lt;em&gt;kau apa khabar?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisa: hehz...miss u guys too!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok...done!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-119543213654524046?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/119543213654524046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/heres-reply-to-some-tags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/119543213654524046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/119543213654524046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/heres-reply-to-some-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3810250538669598436</id><published>2008-01-13T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:58:01.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry...there was something wrong with my internet...so couldn't update and couldn't even reply the tags....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anyway...here's the update....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This year, I've been given more responsibilities...I'm now officially IN the council, to help out in the planning of activities, like I did last year...I'm now the form teacher of secondary 3B... still a netball teacher...plus...I teach sec five bio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok...let's talk a little abt sec 3B...no new faces...most of them, I've known since my first year in MAI...hmm...many of my firsts happenings happen in that class...or rather, with pple from that class....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2006-secondary 1B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;--the first class I stepped into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;--the first class I scolded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;--the first class I found reasons to stay in MAI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2007-secondary 2B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;--the first class I had my observation in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;--the first class I had my ring stuck behind the board!!! (Haha!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2008-secondary 3B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;--my first form class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yup...so far everything has been ok...I enjoyed all my classes from Maths to Science to Bio to geography...but then...I still miss a certain group of pple!!! (Though I see them everyday...it's not the same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, I didn't realise that teaching science could be fun...the sec two's were so responsive in class...good good!!! Hope I'll be a good teacher for them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok...enuff about school...on saturday, after going to TP open house with the sec fives, I went for my frens' wedding...my jc-mate nora got married to childhood fren Khai...so I can't miss the wedding ah...went with Ira...dunno who else they invited u c...over there, met Fir, my Phys-Maths mentor back in jc...with his wife, kak aizah, my advisor in jc...great couple...but I missed their wedding due to my rashes... when the wedding couple came back, we took pictures together...then, I saw Ayie... and guess wat? I dun feel like I know him at all...it's like we were never frens...much less best of frens!!!! &lt;em&gt;Sedih seh....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Anyway, I'm trying to change my songs...but somehow...it turns out bad...so I revert to the old ones...I dunno y, but the new songs I tried to upload...turns out soooo chip-munked!!! So...I guess, no new songs yet ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3810250538669598436?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3810250538669598436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3810250538669598436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3810250538669598436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-1995980502298505036</id><published>2008-01-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:02:44.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year everyone!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Welcome 2008!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-1995980502298505036?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4152734717719808850</id><published>2007-12-31T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:04:43.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's minutes to 2008...so...maybe it's time to put up my targets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-a better daughter and sister in the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-a better teacher and friend to my dearest students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-a better friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-a better me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to achieve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-at least a 75% pass in bio for sec five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-at least a lowered percentage of F9's for maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-more A's for my own DPI and SIM modules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-some degree of happiness, satisfaction in MAI's Council&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-a carefully structured stamina+skills training for netball...inter-madrasah...here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-build up my own stamina if I wanna really train those netball girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-carefully planned out lessons for all my subjects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-more adventurous stuff (the last time, it was parasailing like 2 years ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-better time management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-more friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-a better health, mind, body and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-better stress and emotional control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just want:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-my family to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-my friends to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-my students to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-me to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4152734717719808850?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4152734717719808850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-minutes-to-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4152734717719808850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4152734717719808850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-minutes-to-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7515083300516437345</id><published>2007-12-31T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T21:25:59.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just wanna share certain things with u guys...about 2007...lessons learnt and things like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Numero Uno: It always help to have something else to turn to when problems arise...it gives you less time to dwell on the problem and thus, makes you less depressed...with this...I haf MAI to thank...especially my very supportive MAI Council Exco (Hanif, Sadiq, Syarifah, Hakim and Farhana) + Zuhaily and Farzan, the zesty, wacky bunch of sec 3A '07 girls n 2 boys + the monkeys, Ruqy and whoeva else I left out...thanx for making 2007 worth remembering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Numero Due: True friends stay with u during the most depressing times of your life...they don't care whether u have the money, the looks, or the fame...all they need is a little of ur time...they lend u a ear to listen to u, a mouth to advice u, an eye to look out for u, a hand to help u and a shoulder for u to cry on...thanks a lot dear Ira, Dee n Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Numero Tre: I actually found out this just this year...I can really multi task...there was this day...I was doing a worksheet for my students...at the same time...I was doing the laundry (&lt;em&gt;alah masuk2 washing machine jer&lt;/em&gt;)...cooking lunch...listening to the music n dancing around... babysitting my niece and having fun! Last time...when I'm cooking...I can't do anything else... &lt;em&gt;ada jer yang salah nanti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Numero Quattro: Money is the root of all evil...Foul mouth is the stems...unhappiness is the leaves and stress is the fruit...These make up the evil tree...Money matters can tear a happy family apart...I witnessed this in a certain family...not mine though...I pray to Allah that He keeps my family and many others away from this...luckily there's such thing as &lt;em&gt;faraidh &lt;/em&gt;in Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Numero Cinque: (and most importante!!!) When you have less time, you tend to do more...yes...sounds weird??? sounds absurd??? but really...this is the truth...when you are given more time...there's a tendency for you to delay ur work...delay delay delay...until one day...u realise that..."Oh no!!! I should have done it long ago"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But, when less time is given...u do the job...then when job is done...u get new job...do the new job...the sense of urgency is alive...So fellow students...dun groan when u're given a short time to complete ur homework!!! U get more work done u know...that means...more information gets to ur brains... (ok ok...evil laughter here!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yah...so those are the things learnt this year...some of these was actually learnt b4...but we tend to forget...like numero uno...we were always taught to deviate our attention to somewhere else...less stressful...but...we normally are not able to do it...or simply...forget abt it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's almost time to say goodbye to 2007...may the memories of it never be forgotten and may the lessons learnt be instilled in me forever...Insya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7515083300516437345?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7515083300516437345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-wanna-share-certain-things-with-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7515083300516437345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7515083300516437345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-wanna-share-certain-things-with-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7091368358286936951</id><published>2007-12-30T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T18:51:57.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The Year 2007...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Why do I want it to end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-I was exhausted with my many periods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-My DPI performance went down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-People kept reminding me of my failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I could cope with all this...After all, who cares if I failed something LAST TIME, we dun leave in the past do we? The past, however, still plays a BIG part in determining our future...sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then June came...my parents went for Umrah...then when they came back...I saw that my dad seems a lot different...which triggered a series of unfortunate events...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-During sec three camp, my dad was warded...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-Due to about to spoil hp, I can't contact my family...didn't go to visit my dad...n foul mouths ruled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-somewhere in July, dad got a heart attack...(luckily though, I knew my first aid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-dad had his op somewhere b4 Ramadhan month...the time where I was most busy setting exam papers n all (luckily I had supportive friends and a very understanding HOD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-while my dad was recuperating in the hospital, he experienced pain...n had to undergo another op...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-mum had pains in her leg for long...decided to go to A&amp;amp;E...got warded...which meant, my dad n mum were both in the hospital...daily routine disrupted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-dad got discharged...mum still in hospital...doctors did many tests on her to find out what was wrong...turned out to be tumor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-my grandma had a fall...she was warded too...it became mum n grandma warded...I was begining to hate the hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-mum discharged...put on strong medication till November...strong medication=hormonal change...hormonal change=temperamental behaviour....imagine how much scolding I got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-mom's operation postponed to December...longer time to handle her behaviour...stress period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-5th December....last day of council camp...had mood swings..lack of sleep + worry for mum as my dear 2nd sister forgot to sms me all the info...by the time she did...I was already too tired...mum's op successful Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-5th Dec-21st Dec...a lot of emotional roller coaster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-21st Dec onwards things got better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Now, do you know y I want 2007 to end? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Why do I want 2008? It's because....I finally have my targets...I'll update on that later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7091368358286936951?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7091368358286936951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-2007.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7091368358286936951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7091368358286936951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2845100086329577377</id><published>2007-12-27T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:14:07.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Was sitting down with my friends when one of them suddenly asked me..."Wardah, what's ur new year's resolution?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She caught me there...I never really had one...it's not my custom u c...but somehow...I had to answer that...so I said.."It's a secret. What's urs?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She said, "I dunno...it's the first year for me to not have a resolution...but 2007 hadn't been a good year...I just want it to end..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So here goes...another sad soul of 2007...told her, "Dun worry...u're not alone...I can't wait for 2008."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I was telling the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2845100086329577377?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2845100086329577377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/was-sitting-down-with-my-friends-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2845100086329577377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2845100086329577377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/was-sitting-down-with-my-friends-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2102761709221361717</id><published>2007-12-27T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:59:56.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok...it's time for the update...been busy busy busy suddenly...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sunday 23rd December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My sis decided to treat us to a movie... We watched Alvin and the Chipmunks...Oh me Oh my!!! They're soooo soooo cute!!! "OO ee oo ah ah ting tang walla walla bang bang, oo ee oo ah ah tingtang walla walla bang bang!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I so remembered the times where I helped Yvonne and Qiuxia with their dance...wee!!! Miss them sooo much...dun think I even met them at all this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After the movie...we went bowling...we walked from AMK to YCK..onli to realise that the Bowling Centre there is a no longer...so we took a cab to OCC...had a game and then my dad fetched us home...well not b4 we bought food at Jalan Kayu...I think my family is adicted to Jalan Kayu food now... Mad Jack sells wonderful western food... not forgeting the prata at the other end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saturday 22nd December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I promise Akem that I'd bring her out today...n sec 3A invited me to their picnic...so I brought Akem there...It was a fun filled day...made much more fun with the presence of the rain... and the rainbow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok...here goes...we were supposed to meet at 10am at Pasir Ris...but..I couldn't decide on what to wear!!! Haha! In the end...I went for breakfast with Akem at 10...n met them at the beach at abt 11.30am...Ust Fatizah brought her kids...so Akem joined them for the whole day...It's amazing how these little kids can ignore the fact that they are soooo different and they dun even know each other yet they were playing like they were the best of frens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;at about 12.30...we saw dark clouds...I was telling Yati...passing cloud jer...then it started to pour...some of us ran into the tent...the boys went under the shelter... some grabbed the plastic thingi we were sitting on and went under it...I joined them soon...then we decided to bring the plastic sheet over the food so that they wun be spoilt by the rain...n sat at the benches...after some time...those in the tent left the tent as it got wet....haha...the rain lasted onli a few minutes...we continued our picnic...some rented bicycles...some played all kind of ball games...the three in one-soccer, captain's ball n rugby! haha! Yati n I decided to walk down to the other side to look for a prettier beach so that we could take a dip in the waters...while walking...we saw a rainbow on the other end!!! We raaaaan back to the picnic area and grabbed our hp to take a picture of the rainbow....It rained again sometime later...by the time Ummu arrived..we were all soaked...and the third time it rained...nobody bothered to go under the shelters...we continued with our splashing in the puddles, joint the boys for a game of muddy monkey...(some of them keeps falling!!!) continued eating...n then...washed up and left! That whole day was fun fun and more fun! Oh...here's the rainbow!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R3OTPRqCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/MvQ_sHYskXQ/s1600-h/22122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148620689661641714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R3OTPRqCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/MvQ_sHYskXQ/s200/22122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks 3A '07 for inviting me to the picnic!!! &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/31505533-2102761709221361717?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2102761709221361717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2102761709221361717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2102761709221361717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R3OTPRqCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/MvQ_sHYskXQ/s72-c/22122007(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4719735068494971185</id><published>2007-12-20T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T21:58:31.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I recieved an sms... "Wardah, can we be better friends next year? I'm so tired of being friendless."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ok...what was that about??? Tell me...if YOU get this message...how would you feel??? Especially if...that person...is one of your best friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well...as I told someone...she just added black pepper to my already not so good Eidul Adha... Haiz~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4719735068494971185?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4719735068494971185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-recieved-sms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4719735068494971185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4719735068494971185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-recieved-sms.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4689343608788706736</id><published>2007-12-17T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:37:42.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ok...isn't it obvious that I'm way too free??? Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A rerun of what happened today...Had a course which started at 9...somehow, I forgot about it...n WOKE UP at 9...saw an sms from Kak Lina n Kak Ita...oh man!!! Quickly got ready and ard 10, I left home...reached Jln Selamat at 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Blah blah blah...the instructor went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Blah blah blah...the 'students' went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tic tic tic...the hp keypads went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Went home after that...no straying off..hahah...haven't done my Asar, that's y...so then reached home, took a shower n prayed Asar...then waited for Maghrib...after Maghrib, I fell asleep...only woke just ard 9...didn't know I was THAT tired...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Btw, while on my way home...I saw this couple...a weak old man and an old lady...with a wheelchair...the lady was trying to help the man down the stairs..poor old couple...&lt;em&gt;takkan takder anak2 yang boleh bawa mereka kluar kan? Harap2, mak bapak saya tak jadi gitu...&lt;/em&gt;Hopefully, I'll be a good daughter...A guy dress in some kinda smart officewear simply walked past them...what a gentleman!!! oh well...I decided to help the lady by helping to guide the man down the stairs...then another guy stopped n helped bring the wheelchair down... we both held the wheelchair for the man to sit on while the lady slowly walked down the stairs... she just kept saying thank you... I was happy that there was some others who stopped to help when others didn't bother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hopefully my students in MAI wouldn't think twice about helping pple in need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4689343608788706736?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4689343608788706736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_8856.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4689343608788706736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4689343608788706736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_8856.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-563597961200724251</id><published>2007-12-17T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:39:36.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok..Hady won...didn't expect it...but he won...Singapore's proud of him for sure...Way to go Hady...Taufik's still the best to me...his song for Hady was to the s, to the u, to the p, to the e, to the r, to the b!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hady is the FIRST ASIAN IDOL!!!! N he's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Singaporean!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-563597961200724251?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/563597961200724251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_6667.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/563597961200724251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/563597961200724251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_6667.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8671082851577101399</id><published>2007-12-17T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:42:11.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ok...forgot to blog about this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;U know...when we were shopping at Pelangi...Jannah wanted to buy a shirt for her dad...so there was this Metrojaya sale...she saw a nice shirt....I took it for her...n then this salesman said..."sumer baju ada kat depan...jgn bukak..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm like..."ok...dah tengok...saya nak yang L"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So I took it n we were like looking for the cashier...n that salesman...he didn't bother to help... ok fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then as we were at the cashier...after a long queue...the salesman tapped my shoulder... "kak, saya belum buat bill untuk kakak...yang t-shirt tu...takder bill"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;What lah sei!!! We've been queuing for ages...n now then u tell us...k, he took the t-shirt n wrote the bill...n we waited...n waited...n waited...finally I couldn't stand it..I went over...saw him writing n then passing a bill to another person...he saw me...quickly write my bill...n pass it to me...eh..hello??? which customer first ah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ok...so we paid...after all our shopping...we passed that place again...since it's smacked in the middle...then while we were approaching the taxi stand...someone tapped me again...n with an oh-so-I-got-you look....that salesman said.."Kak, boleh ikut saya kak?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;N he was holding my shopping bags...I was like, "kenapa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;with the same look...he said, "kakak belum bayar t-shirt tadi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Eh dah bayar lah, Jan tunjuk dier...kau masih ada receipt dier kan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;n my friend showed it...n then he was like.."Ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and he left!!! He left!!! After literally accusing us of theft! In front of pple...this time Jannah lost it...she ran after the salesman...n I ran after her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"eh hello? Awak dah lah lembab tadi...biler kiter amik t-shirt tu, awak tak tuliskan bill....kiter dah beratur, dah sampai cashier baru awak nak tegur...nasib baik cashier understanding...kasi kita next...lepas tu...kiter tunggu awak tak muncul2...my fren sampai kena cari awak untuk dapatkan bill...sekarang awak tuduh kiter mencuri pulak...dan lepas tu....tak tahu mintak maaf?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"tidak, tadi blahblahblah blah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then, she left...after speaking her part...n his manager heard her...he totally spoilt our otherwise perfect trip....at least...apologise lah...this is when I love Singapore's service...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-8671082851577101399?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8671082851577101399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8671082851577101399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8671082851577101399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7652371942476035459</id><published>2007-12-16T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:28:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After not going out together for like 3 years...Jannah n I decided to finally go out...n we actually got our parents' permissions to go on a weekend trip to hmm...Malaysia...n so we were planning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;weekends...well...a bit short lah...so can't go out too far...we've got to work on Monday anyway... so we were thinking of KL...let me do my unfinished shopping after the failed shopping attempt during IPT trip...and then, her parents say...no...not KL...with all the demonstrations going on...it wun be save... so far..no KL...the onli place in Malaysia that I am confident to go without parents or tour guide...then we thought Melacca...if we were to go to Mahkaota Hotel...then yeah...I'm ok...but Mahkota was fully booked...so...yeah..no Melacca... Jannah has to get out of Singapore...if not her leave will not be counted...so yeah...I told her...y not, Johor? It's not in Singapore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yep...so yah...JB it is...n since it's JB...we dun need to go out so early...left home at abt 10.30am...met Jannah at Woodlands and off we went...first to the checkpoints...n believe it or not...I forgot my white card!!! Lucky we can get it over there...so off we went...there were sooooooooooooo many pple there...only cleared the customs at abt 1.30pm...very bad...was at the Malaysian checkpoint for more than an hour...the queue was horible...u c 6 lines at the back...join the queue and then...at the front, it suddenly became four? WTH??? I was sweating like a cow!! (Do they sweat??) By the time we were through...I've decided...no City Square...let's head straight to Angsana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cut things short...We were starving...ate at Kenny Rogers...then...we went crazy shopping...everything was going sooo cheap...Year End Sale..YES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I've got like...hmm...let the pic do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2TxfhqCQzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HlwqmKLDvgs/s1600-h/16122007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144502198276866866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="154" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2TxfhqCQzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HlwqmKLDvgs/s200/16122007(005).jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yes...from head to toe...no tudung though...Now that's what I call shopping...not the Masjid Tanah!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Haha!!after all that...we were sooooo tired...wanted to go bowling at first...but seriously...we were so so so tired...so...we decided to do something I've never done b4...stay overnight in JB!!! Hahaha!! Got a cab...such a nice cab driver...his daughter left him though...6 years in Singapore n never visited him...he drove us to Mutiara Hotel...but it was fully booked...then he drove us to New York Hotel...phew...there were vacancies...if not...we'll just go back home...yeah...but we got the hotel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2T2DBqCQ4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y2EAy5dl2ME/s1600-h/15122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144507206208734082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2T2DBqCQ4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y2EAy5dl2ME/s200/15122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2T2hhqCQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/lvZrrI4j38M/s1600-h/15122007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144507730194744210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2T2hhqCQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/lvZrrI4j38M/s200/15122007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then...we took pictures!!! n look!!!...&lt;em&gt;ada bathtub!!&lt;/em&gt; LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;next...we went for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2T1kxqCQ3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/RFtEbt84-L4/s1600-h/15122007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144506686517691250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2T1kxqCQ3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/RFtEbt84-L4/s200/15122007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; at this American dunno wat restaurant at Plaza Pelangi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2UenRqCQ7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-Os8N5zScd0/s1600-h/15122007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144551809444103090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2UenRqCQ7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-Os8N5zScd0/s200/15122007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;both of us simply lurveee the calamari rings...not interested in the pizza...luckily we ordered the super small one...phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...and after that...we bought a whole lot of junk!!! We ate n ate n ate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2UdNBqCQ6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/P5K2nGo32Gc/s1600-h/15122007(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144550258960909218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2UdNBqCQ6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/P5K2nGo32Gc/s200/15122007(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just look at the amount of food!!! 10 sushi, 12 maki, 2 Auntie Anne's with caramel dip, 2 rolls of popiah and 6 doughnuts!!! We watched Asian Idol...n then chit chat...catch up on each other's lives and then fell asleep... &lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2Ug3RqCQ9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/pGRCQHOI1fE/s1600-h/16122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144554283345265618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2Ug3RqCQ9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/pGRCQHOI1fE/s200/16122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was how our junks looked the next morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2Ug3hqCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/W62FqMt3bKg/s200/16122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;n this was the view from our hotel...couldn't c anything at night...look at the horizon...that's Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2Ug3hqCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/W62FqMt3bKg/s1600-h/16122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we went for breakfast and then went Plaza Pelangi again to see if there was a bowling alley...but ended up shopping again...n bought more sushi...for home...then I went...chewing gum!!! Bubble gum...and I bought this much!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Look!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2Ug3BqCQ8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/iMtgmBwVPKs/s1600-h/16122007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144554279050298306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2Ug3BqCQ8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/iMtgmBwVPKs/s200/16122007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rabakkan??? Those are the lolipops with gum in the middle...mentos n fisherman's friend gum...(didn't know fisherman's friend had chewing gum too...yah..overall..this was one real shopping trip...coz all we did was shopping!!! &lt;/span&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/31505533-7652371942476035459?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7652371942476035459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/after-not-going-out-together-for-like-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7652371942476035459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bebas!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jeritan sunyi yang cuba didengarkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Namun, bagai pepatah Inggeris yang tidak asing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jeritan itu hanya &lt;em&gt;fall on deaf ears&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tidak didengari,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tidak dilayani,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Atau sahaja, tidak dihiraukan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Darah muda yang mengalir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Inginkan kebebasan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dalam membuat keputusan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Untuk menjamin masa depan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bukan hanya satu mainan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bukan untuk kepentingan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tidak banyak yang ku pinta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ku hanya ingin...bebas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~Putri Ida~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2224423977375004457?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2224423977375004457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/bebas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143880282717438738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R2K73RqCQxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zr5WcJ5otwE/s200/mcr002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vocals : HKM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guitar, Vocals: SDQ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guitar, Vocals: ZUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Base Guitar: HNF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Drums, Percussion: FZN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Picture Credits: HNF&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/31505533-5119574313605908008?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5119574313605908008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/vocals-mhi-guitar-vocals-sam-guitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5119574313605908008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5119574313605908008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/vocals-mhi-guitar-vocals-sam-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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blogging it coz I think it's the funniest thing (and the yuckiest) that happened to me this year n bcoz I think I haven't thank the person who removed the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;something...n yah...I'll be blogging in Malay...just out of pure nothingness... be warned that my Malay is err...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;karat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yah...hari tu sumer ngah sibuk...yelah kan...ada orang tu lupa nak amik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;landyard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dari skola...jadi dari hari sebelumnya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dah sibuk buatkan benda yang nama2 tu...tapi tak siap2...besoknye...biler dah sampai Pasri Ris...Farhana pun tolong...biler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;campers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; belum sampai...Zul, Sdq dan Zan pun tolong...rewang lah sei...konon nak cepat...tapi gunting ada satu jer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Biler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;campers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sampai...dorang dah sibuk...tinggal Farhana sorang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pun dah berenti...tak buat lagi...pastu join balik...kesian lah kan dier buat sorang...dengan angin kencang lagi...jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; duduk...then Nep pun tolong...tak ingat lah dier buat apa...tapi dier duduk kat sblah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;abes kan...kan...abes tu kan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;keleput!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ada benda jatuh dari atas...mula2 tak nampak apa2..dier jatuh kat tangan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lah seh...tengok2 takder benda...jadi...sambung kerja...tengah nak gunting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;scotchtape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; tiba2 nampak....tau tak nampak apa??? nampak....DIJA O!!!!! haha! k...ramai tak faham...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tahu...CICAK oi!!!! Geli sesangat...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; pun apa lagi...pekik!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cam kebas2 tangan...tapi benda tu masih melekat lah sei...taknak lepas...jam ngan cincin dah tercampak oi....cicak masih melekat...nak tawuh apasal??? dier jatuh cantik2 kat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;scotchtape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tu...belakang dier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;facing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;...geli kan??? eeewww!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dah kebas2 tak lepas...I pun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Eeeee!! Cicak!!! Cicak!!! Nep!! Angkat Nep!!! Angkat!!!! Cepat!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Entah apa lagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pekik kat budak tu...kesian...kena pukul pukul lagi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sori &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;eh Nep? dier cuba kuti2...tak lepas jugak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dah geli geman...muker Farhana pun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cramp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;....Adlina dah sengeh2....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dah mula geli habis-habisan ah...kaki2 pun dah mula dah...cicak tu...masih kat situ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dah penat kuti2 agaknya...Nep pun kaup cicak tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;with his bare hands!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pastu campak... geli lah kan...biler dah lepas jer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;.I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pun bangun n kebas2 diri....sungguh geli...pastu...tak ingat pulak ada cakap terima kasih ke tak...jadi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanx eh nep!!! Life saver lah u...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Biler nampak reaksi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;, Hakim pun kata..."dah lah tu cher....dah lepas dah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ye..tauuu...tapi geli oi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Biler look ard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;campers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ngah sibuk entah buat apa...tak sumer nampak...haha nasib2...tapi...yang nampak...tak kasi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lupa kisah tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pun takkan lupa punyer.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Geli kan???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dan Melayu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;...teruk kan???&lt;/span&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/31505533-8619152679796919348?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8619152679796919348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8619152679796919348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8619152679796919348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2822134238111430083</id><published>2007-12-11T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:03:20.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh man....I really want 2007 to end...please doooo!!! And do it quick!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss my DPI sisters...Ukhti Erni, Ukhtie Hafizah, Ukhtie Marlina n most of all...Ukhtie Nur!!! &lt;em&gt;Rindu sesangat....N I rindu Mummy Midah!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had thought that I wud probably see them at Ust Ali's wedding...but then...I had sate amal...I thought I would see them at Akhi Hafiz (Jenggo)'s wedding...but...I fell sick...(stupid immune system!!!))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh..I've been having bad dreams...dreams of the kind where pple leave me...in the dark....not knowing where to go..."Oh Allah...in U I seek refuge...please dun let me go astray.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've been wanting to go for a holiday...was thinking about it when Jan messaged me...asking me to go on holiday with her...God bless my fren...I thought it was a dream...she messaged me at 7...n onli at 9 did I realise it wasn't a dream...muackz! I love u Jan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N btw, I haf found trust in someone new...no no...not a boyfren or anything like dat...but it's hard for me to actually trust someone...hopefuly, that person I trust dun break that trust... luv ya too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know all these have no relations to each other...but yeah...that's how it is...it's neva related....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2822134238111430083?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2822134238111430083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2822134238111430083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2822134238111430083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-9074176546278910015</id><published>2007-12-11T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:28:01.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Guess wat...??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I fell asleep while reading some old fren's blog...wondering y my life isn't as interesting as hers...and at the same time...I was chatting on msn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I dreamt something...n in the dream..I was crying...I woke up &lt;em&gt;pasal tersedak...skali air mata mencurah2...&lt;/em&gt;like sooo sooo sad like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-9074176546278910015?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/9074176546278910015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-wat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/9074176546278910015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/9074176546278910015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7101067696078455227</id><published>2007-12-10T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T11:41:00.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Applause!!! Applause!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let's extend our&lt;/span&gt; congratz&lt;/span&gt; to all the STE result getters...Alhamdulillah...u guys are quite happy with urselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Special &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;congratz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to SNJ for being the best!!! May Allah bless you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7101067696078455227?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7101067696078455227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/applause-applause-lets-extend-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7101067696078455227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7101067696078455227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/applause-applause-lets-extend-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7214518241369578881</id><published>2007-12-09T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:52:26.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haizz... only God knows the pain I'm going through today.... sori to those I threw tantrum to... to those who knew, &lt;em&gt;biarlah rahsia ye... &lt;/em&gt;n thanks 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/31505533-7214518241369578881?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7214518241369578881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/haizz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7214518241369578881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7214518241369578881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/haizz.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7599198829227605019</id><published>2007-12-09T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:38:33.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some pictures taken during the camp... Actually...I didn't really take photos....wahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The punishment given by group A...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R1vlu7QqwII/AAAAAAAAAIM/yJZtzAoID8w/s1600-h/04122007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141955993917898882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R1vlu7QqwII/AAAAAAAAAIM/yJZtzAoID8w/s200/04122007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's one of MCR (Black Pepper) as I'd like to call 'em... or JBP as Zul calls them...my favourite people of the camp...minus two girls...haha!!! Autographs please!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R1vmxLQqwKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/I0Osw6qGxlE/s1600-h/05122007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141957132084232354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R1vmxLQqwKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/I0Osw6qGxlE/s200/05122007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R1vmw7QqwJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/voC8GFDTKVs/s1600-h/DSC00792.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the rest were blurred pictures of war game... and yah...hmmm...this is my personal favourite cheer...in fact...it's my personal favourite part of the cheer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-265423612531a4d8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D265423612531a4d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319029%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D829882584B32C97E2D50F5A3D76DC04C06FAF32F.11B7A4AF944AA9AF14C8EEDA26F8D2075C2732F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D265423612531a4d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkSLhM1brfmpdFPBnj-2yGKOAPjg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D265423612531a4d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319029%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D829882584B32C97E2D50F5A3D76DC04C06FAF32F.11B7A4AF944AA9AF14C8EEDA26F8D2075C2732F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D265423612531a4d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkSLhM1brfmpdFPBnj-2yGKOAPjg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N that's all I have to give...muahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7599198829227605019?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=265423612531a4d8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7599198829227605019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-pictures-taken-during-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7599198829227605019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7599198829227605019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-pictures-taken-during-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/R1vlu7QqwII/AAAAAAAAAIM/yJZtzAoID8w/s72-c/04122007(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-1083541422121413769</id><published>2007-12-09T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T20:35:00.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp UNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wonder how the name came out? No...not becoz of the Uno game you guys play...it was becoz we were talking abt bringing the council together as one...so Uno came about...n since pple were telling us about how the last camps had been physical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*and doesn't seem to bring out the best in the campers?? Wha??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this camp was less physical, and had focused more on the inner self...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Day 1 (One Self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Things start with me reaching Pasir Ris and finding no one except Farhana there...was hungry but a lil too late to ask pple to get me food...nvm...Farhana n I settled down at our so-called base...we then started to complete what I couldn't complete earlier...the name tags...Then, Zuhaily(Zul), Sadiq n Farzan(Zan) reached...Zul asked me to taste this Himalayan Tea (or something like that...) and till now, I crave for more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After waiting for sooo long...the campers finally arrived...led by Hakim(Kim) and Hanif (Nif)...Heard Kim shouting at the campers..."Campers On Guard!!!" I think this is the first time I heard him shout...no bad...then activities started....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Everything was quite relaxed...games played were fun...dunno if they'd play the games b4... Blanket Game had an objective...n it was to act fast...the Whistle2's objective was to be able to single out one's purpose amongst many other purposes...get it??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tak faham kan? takpelah...act faham jer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Somehow, b4 we checked in PA Campsite, I got a little pissed off at something...dun remember what it is now...I guess it had something to do with how campers are slow at doing their stuff...n I shouted at them...which, shocked not onli campers...but also Syarifah (SNJ)!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tak percayakan??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yes...I do get angry and pissed off...it's just, most of the time...I dun wanna spoil the happy mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After checking in...it was lunch...followed by a workshop...which was great...during the workshop, we were already looking for nominees for the best camper... SNJ n I decided to catch a wink somewhere towards the end...our mistake: we invited some others...haha...so we ended up checking the room out...so yah...we didn't sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then, after Asar prayers...we had station games...in which, I was in the same station as Kim...doing a game of Confidence...which kinda strayed out from the original plan...due to time constraint...somehow, after some time, I was pulled to do a survey on National Parks...kinda stupid...but I just kept answering the lady...and got a $5 NTUC voucher....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At night, we had war game...I was with Zan 'guarding' group D's flag...actually, just holding...the game got a little crappy as players decided to disobey game rules...but still, we tried to have fun...I was acting a scene from Madu Tiga... then kept shouting and screaming for nothing...my station had the Alumni with us...so we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kecoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; to the max...no one came to us...until somewhere at the end, the other group formed an ally...so poor grp D had to defend their base like crazy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then it was the night walk...without realising...we were about an hour or so late...maybe it was me insisting that campers walk blindfolded....maybe it was the amount of casualties...maybe it was just the fact that time flew too fast...originally, it was supposed to be a pair thingi...then I thought, since we dun haf much time...we shall go in threes...but someone else had already given the order to make it the whole grp...it was no longer scary...not even if there wasn't any light... btw, I had absent mindedly sat on a bench below which there was a whole lot of ants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kerengga!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; They crawled up my jeans...was jumping up n down to keep them away... after all the groups had gone in...I decided to go in...mind u, I'm afraid of total darkness...I kept seeing things and hearing them...but I was surrounded by brave souls...(I suppose) and I was out safely after a few minutes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Back to PA and it was lights out for the campers...organisers had some meeting and then it was literally lights out...dunno if u campers realised...even the aircon was out...but luckily I was outside...so, didn't feel the heat...was still doing work till about 3+ using the torchlight...SNJ was still asking me questions while I was already sprawled on the floor...dunno if I even answered her correctly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Day 2 (One Team)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Woke up at 4.30am....barely slept for an hour...bathed and then woke SNJ and then the rest...after the Fajar prayers, there was the morning exercise...b4 which, I saw that my shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;macam dah nazak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;... so the girls had to take off their sock and do their exercise in the MPH...after which, they followed the guys in the run...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After that, they had foosball...fun but becos the number of able bodied players per group is so little...the game wasn't as fun as the one I played during my schooling years... after that...everyone was given 45 minutes of free and easy...the girls, including me decided to have a netball game...it was the non-3A vs the 3a...I think somehow...I was quite energetic then...with less audience and nothing keeping me from running ard...it was exactly what I did...run like I never ran b4...jumped here and there...n was shouting for the ball every now and then...n the best thing was the fall...yes...I fell and landed on my left bump!!! Correction...I landed on the packet of tissue papers...it was in my pocket...and the packet burst open giving a loud bang sound...I was on the floor laughing hard when everyone came to me..."teacher, teacher ok tak???" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then it was Ustaz Abu Bakar's lecture...after some time...SNJ n I decided to take time off...went to the bunk and fell asleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*we had an hour's sleep the nite b4 remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feedback was that the talk was good and useful...after that, the campers had their cycling...also something that wasn't as planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, came the so-called amazing race...this time...it's not like the usual 6hr race...not enuff man-power...so we changed it to one where they must plan their own route...n then unscramble to find the last pit stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was BBQ..tell me...what kind of training camp is this? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siap ngan bbq lagi???  &lt;/span&gt;haha...but the fire wun start...so we had to do things first...everything was impromptu... then finally, everyone got to eat... thanx to Zan, we got to taste the chicken, hotdog and crabmeat... if not... I guess I wun get to taste the BBQ food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had another meeting...after which we all fell asleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3 (One Council)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I woke up at 3.30...everyone was still fast asleep...I went to haf a bath first...keep forgetting stuff...while bathing, I dropped my toiletries...kinda screamed...thought I must haf woke someone up...but I didn't...after bathing...I started to wake campers up...almost all the girls were ready when we decided to go out...found out that the boys were still fast asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, I didn't spend time much with campers...until grp presentation...almost each n everyone was creative...I sure had a great time... then it came to a point where 7 lucky people were chosen to answer questions...in the end...Ubai gave the best answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended with salam ukhuwah, a bdae song to Afifah and lastly, grp photos...n then off we go...I was drenched while on my way to 853 bus stop...n the I slept all the way home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile...my mom's operation had gone fine...Alhamdullilah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/31505533-1083541422121413769?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/1083541422121413769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp-uno_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1083541422121413769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1083541422121413769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp-uno_09.html' title='Camp UNO'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8186492047432852572</id><published>2007-12-01T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:15:27.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPT Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had actually been waiting for this long ago... Had always wanted to see how higher learning institutions are like in Malaysia. So I grabbed the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday 28th Novermber 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I couldn't sleep...chatted with Adlina till abt 1am plus plus...was still online till abt 2....packed my stuff like 5 times...cos couldn't decide on which bag to bring...haha...then finally...I felt sleepy...so ard 3.15...I gave up...used the FIRST bag I chose...and packed... &lt;em&gt;beg besar lah sei...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.15am...go myself ready and smsed those meeting me at woodlands not to forget to bring their passports and meet at 6...Waited for Faseha under my block and off we went...when I reached An-Nur mosque....only 2 of them were there...one inside the mosque doing her prayers and the other 3...not there yet...after all of them were there...we made our way to the checkpoint and waited for the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...when all of us are there...off we went...Pahang: our first destination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was initially in the all girls' bus...well of course, except the bus driver and Mr Ayoub...but SOME PEOPLE...requested me to change bus...and so I switched to the other bus...which was somehow more confortable...as the aircon was working well...haha...ust Abu Bakar changed to the other bus... the bus I'm in...dah macam Academics bus...the other bus...Ukhrawi bus...cause all the teachers are in my bus...all the ustaz/ahs are in the other bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey was a long one... we didn't use the highway...so route was as if we were going to Cameron Highlands...get what I mean...and we didn't put our bags at the luggage area...so my bag was under my legs all the time...so it got a little uncomfortable to put my legs down...so I end up facing the back...after some time...we stopped for breakfast... there...Sa'amah played cat n mouse with a pregnant cat...the cat is the cat...and Sa'amah is the mouse..wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the journey continue...vcd was played...but the sound system was bad...so I plugged in my earphones and pulled my shawl over my face...n went to sleep...guess what happenned when I woke up??? I pulled down my shawl...and the first thing I saw was the &lt;em&gt;pocong&lt;/em&gt; on the TV!!! &lt;em&gt;Selamat tak terpekik!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached KIPSAS (Kolej Islam Pahang Sultan Ahmad Shah), (my tour guide said Kolej Islam Pengajian Sultan Ahmad Shah) *&lt;em&gt;siapalah yang nak kaji Sultan tuuuuu???&lt;/em&gt;*, we did our zohor and then had our lunch...nasi ayam...had a little sharing session and tour...and then off we go to Nilai...in the bus we started to give each other teka teki...Abbas was sleeping then...the bus was becoming happening...very happening...although there were like three groups...3A girls were playing dare or dare in the front...the mid side of the bus...some 3A girls and some boys were having the teka-teki and at the back...the rest of the boys were sleeping or doing their own (secret) stuff... When Abbas woke up, he joint in with the teka-teki group and started to give his own riddles which were funny...funnier still some of which had already been given when he was asleep!!! Haha!! Sorry dude...late comers are not entertained!!! haha!!! We stopped somewhere for dinner...which was Mcdonald's for me and the 3A girls...and get to the hotel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in room 103 at first...but as 103 and 104 are linked...the boys requested for a change...so I changed to room 105...at first, I was with Syarifah, Afifah n Zahroh...then some change of plan...it became just me and Syarifah...got irritated by the occasional prank calls...mastered the skills of keeping quiet till the caller say something...haha...then Syarifah n I talked a bit...while listening to music...and then we both fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday 29th November 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Happy Birthday Rifhan and Cassim!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 4 plus...Thought I had overslept or something...then went back to sleep until 5.45am when my hp alarm went off...I got up, took my hp, shut it up, and went back to sleep...then the wake up call from the hotel...Syarifah answered, then realised it was a recorded one...and went back to sleep...then her hp alarm went off...so I asked her to do her subuh and after that, we both got ready packed, called Afifah n Zahroh...and went for breakfast...after everyone was down, we headed for the bus...by then, Syarifah and I shared a bag...while I used her backpack to carry passports...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUIS (Kolej Universiti Islam Selangor) (my tour guide said Kolej Ugama Islam Selangor) *&lt;em&gt;alahai...salah lagi!!! &lt;/em&gt;was our first stop...this was by far the best, and the most liked part of the tour...we were treated like part of them...we met ex-students and they shared their experiences... had breakfast again...which I think most of us just had tea with only some taking the mee hoon goreng...and had a tour of almost the whole campus... even got to see the 'court' area...and then had our lunch which is nasi ayam...and after some exchange of gifts, we moved on to UIAM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UIAM (Universiti Islam Antarabangsa Malaysia) was big...we didn't exactly get a tour of the school, the info given was a little too much for the kids who are not university materials yet... (who goes to university after O' levels?) The whole time, I was more focused on meeting Khairu Barieyah...a fellow friend...ex-ustazah in MAI...sadly, she was on orientation and could not make it to meet us...after a tour to the library, solat and tea time of mee hoon goreng, I accompanied Zahroh to find a bookshop...while looking for one, with Ustazah Zainab and Farhana...I spotted a group of girls in green...my mind was straight away scanning the girls for Khairu...called her, smsed her...and finally, there she is in front of us...we scanned like hundred faces!!! took some pictures with her...talked, hugged...wateva...missed her so much...then I got a call from ustazah rusydah...oh no...the bus almost left without me!!! The four of us literally ran to the buses...I was the only one there in the 'Academics' bus...the other three were in the other bus...phew!!! Luckily Khatijah N told T.Syakir I was missing...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stopped for shopping...for like an hour...at Times Square...some kids were unhappy...that place is pretty expensive...I decided to go somewhere cheaper...Sungai Wang or Bukit Bintang... but one haour wasn't enough...no where near enough...we were practically running as if we were having an amazing race...I was with Yati, Sam, Shasha and Qila...bought certain things, including Famous Amos cookies...managed to get back on time as I set alarm on my hp...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was dinner at Taman Titiwangsa...seafood buffet...not my favourite, really...but still got my stomach filled...was super full by then...since we were supposed to go to the bus by 10, and we had like half an hour...we decided to go to the taman and take picture...too bad none of us had good nightmodes in our camera...should have borrow Zuhaily's camera... we were jumping, screaming and laughing our hearts out...until we realised it was 10...once again...I was running to the bus...all of us were running except Shasha...then we realised that the boys were not back yet...&lt;em&gt;buat penat jerrrrr!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed for our hotel then... once again...Afifah and Zahroh went to the other room...and once again...the boys requested to change rooms with us...from room 323 (I think) to room 306...by the time the request came, I had already taken out my stuff... Syarifah had started to iron her clothes...but we agreed...&lt;em&gt;kesian lah kan...&lt;/em&gt;n packed our stuff while I &lt;em&gt;membebel &lt;/em&gt;away...then I started laughing my heart out...as I had somehow tripped and fell...both Syarifah n I laughed away...when we were going towards 306, the boys told us that Nash was bathing...&lt;em&gt;apa lah!!!&lt;/em&gt; So I decided to iron my clothes first...haha...after that...got in, unpacked and started counting the passports...I think I counted like a dozen times...hah...some students were telling me that Zuhrah was injured...but they way they said it...was as if they were kidding...by the time I found out that it was the truth, Zuhrah was already taken to the clinic...she needed 5 stitches..poor girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday 30th November&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...we decided to have a meeting...can't find a place other than the 24hr McD...I thought somehow, T.Del had told me about the meeting...apparently, he didn't know about the meeting...and Hanif even said that he didn't say it when I was so sure he said it in front of him...&lt;em&gt;ish...malam Jumaat seh...&lt;/em&gt;but anyhow...I went there with the exco, Zuhaily and T.Syakir...the meeting ended about an hour later...or rather...when I myself was starting to switch off...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we came back, Syarifah and I continued talking abt things...like my JC life n so on...it was 3.30am when we finally decided to call it a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.00am, my alarm went off...I snoozed it...6.05 again...6.10...then I woke Syarifah up...but somehow, we both dozed off...Suddenly, I heard a screeching laughter...was kinda scary but since it was morning...I thought it must be the girls...looked at the time...and gosh!!! It was already 6.53am!!! Syarifah!!! &lt;em&gt;Dah solat belum???&lt;/em&gt; While she was in the toilet, I called Afifah and U.Rusydah and told them that we just woke up...wun be late for the bus...but maybe no time to eat lah...quickly get ready and packed everything...when we came down...not many people were there...thought they had their breakfast...but...they were later than us!!! Some missed their fajar prayers!!! Haha!!! Last day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8.45am, we left for USIM (Universiti Sains Islam Malaysia). *by now, I dun care what the guide says* Muahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;K, this was a different thing...no one was as interested as before...we were tired...sleepy and the talk or wateva they call it was a lil boring...I even dozed off for a while...managed to cover it as I wasn't facing front..just closed my eyes for a while and then dozed off and woke within 50 secs or so? Then I was fresher...at 10 am...we were given mee curry...I didn't finish half of mine...I just had my breakfast barely two hours before that...then they continued with another forum...which was almost exactly the same as the one b4...hmm...but a lil bit more information...a lot of us dozed off...this time...I was focusing on something else...haha! Smsing...my bill's sure to rise this month...which reminds me...I haven't paid last month's!!! Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, after the forum, we were asked to have lunch...and it was barely 12!!! Wanna guess what the lunch was??? No points for the correct answer though...n yes!!! It was chicken rice...once again...barely ate half...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went off to Melaka after that...KTIAM (Kolej Teknologi Islam Antarabangsa Melaka) Sometimes, they even said KTIM...so, am not sure what the real name is... after a short introduction and a funny talk... we were given tea break...and it was mee hoon goreng with some delicacies...b4 that...the funny talk was funny...I dunno if the guy knew we were in a hurry...but he was speaking as if he was late for a show!!! N then, U.Zainab asked me to pass our school's gift to U.Abu Bakar...but I thought it'll be better if a guy does it...haha! And Sadiq was my victim...sorry boy...at first I thought he wud make a face or something...but then he took it and gave it to U.Abu Bakar in a semi-formal manner...good job there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to the canteen...quite a distant...yet I dun see any high tech looks at all!! True to what someone said, this is no city campus...it gives you more serenity than anything else...chit chatted with a staff during the tea and found out that there's only one Singaporean there so far...graduated and from Alsagoff...and she, was my mom's tutee years ago...ahaha!!! On our way back, they met another Singaporean...so, that means, the girl wasn't the only one...some facts misunderstood I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the chance to shop once again...another hour at Masjid Tanah...I was with Hayati...got some stuff...cheap...got my mom what she wants...and got my lil sis a tin pencil box...(oh yah...she lurrrves it...yeah!) n then, off we went on our journey back to Singapore...we were told that we'll stop for dinner ard 9.30pm at Gelang Patah...so we spent the time playing Uno Cards, telling stories...taking pictures...n I think it was by far, the most fun bus ride in this trip...haha..story comes, ghost stories, and all...no more riddles though...n finally, reached our homeland after a short dinner...called my dad, but ended up being fetched by Seha's parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a great trip, made much much much more fun by the people in the bus, no thanks to the lame tour guide...haha!!! So I shall say...thanks to the 3A girls, Sa'amah, Sharizah, and the boys!!! U guys rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sorry, I have no pictures for the trip...my digi cam sux..n my hp cam can't shut up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now, time to pack for council camp...haha...another 3 days away from home...away from computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-8186492047432852572?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8186492047432852572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2154707357725919907</id><published>2007-11-19T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:47:53.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cOnGrAtZ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SEC 3A 2007&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;for bEiNg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tHe BeSt ClAsS!!!!&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/31505533-2154707357725919907?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2154707357725919907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/11/congratz-to-sec-3a-2007-for-being-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2154707357725919907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2154707357725919907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/11/congratz-to-sec-3a-2007-for-being-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-1873273858763061278</id><published>2007-11-19T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:18:41.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see what I've been up to until I couldn't update my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) setting of papers..&lt;br /&gt;2) marking of papers...(they come in b4 I finished my setting...heh)&lt;br /&gt;3) post exam activities...(while I was still marking papers)&lt;br /&gt;4) sate amal...(it started months ago...but hyped up DURING post exam activities)&lt;br /&gt;5) courses...(day after the sate amal event)&lt;br /&gt;6) secret mission 1 (ongoing since July)&lt;br /&gt;7) secret mission 2 (ongoing since post exam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;em&gt;sempat secret2 lagi!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...some update now...&lt;br /&gt;1) went on fine...ok..my Maths paper was tough...esp paper 1...too bad lah sei&lt;br /&gt;2) wasn't that lenient this time...dun want to be commented...out of all papers...highest was 82.5...n that is for Sec four Bio...you know who you are...&lt;br /&gt;3) had a time of my life...haven't skipped for months...but can still skip...though not as good as b4...wahaha...&lt;em&gt;dah tua beb!!! &lt;/em&gt;The first day was fun fun fun....plus a bit of lame...haha...can't make it too fun...later expectation increase...anyway...so moments captured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8a8cb0832333760%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319029%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8A806EAB85BF322E5E24B509CA5AC018EDE8525.560FDE3E05725AE38F18C00BC254D03D916B324E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8a8cb0832333760%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOmiH-LmWf7y50AYk64kSCh3ZAZE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just for the benefit of those who may not understand this...I upload this video becoz it has got nothing to do with performing (girls especially) and with the permission of those involved...If there's anyone against this upload, pls tell me...Insya Allah, appropriate actions will be taken... *chey chey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For day two..it was a quite day...I was busy getting my marks ready for results printing...thousand apologies to the teachers affected...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For day three...gals conquered the upper levels of the school...screams and shouts were everywhere...n I think...I think ah...they enjoyed themselves crazy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For day four...we had a farewell...it was sad that these wonderful people are leaving us...to teacher zul, thanx for supervising me...all the best for your future...to ustazah khairu barieyah, all the best...thanx for being such a friend...&lt;em&gt;sapa lagi lah I boleh kacau lepas nie...&lt;/em&gt; to both of u...&lt;em&gt;I mintak maaf beribu-ribu maaf sekiranya ada salah dan silap...&lt;/em&gt;after all, I'm human just like you....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) sate amal...haha...I was in charge of getting students for the Friday sales...then &lt;em&gt;tak tahu lah apa jadi...&lt;/em&gt;for the day itself...I was in charge of a stall...I got girls to help me do ice blended...but somehow...I had boys at my stall...things were confusing as the blenders refuse to cooperate...but after some time...it all went well...respond wasn't great...but then, so was the advertising...so wat can I expect...I ended up partly soaked in the rain...then Ustazah Fatizah sent me to Bukit Panjang to meet my aunt n send her satay...during which, I realised that I left my wallet at the site!!! What rubbish!!! I never misplaced my wallet b4... forgot to bring yes... put it somewhere else..no...I kinda panicked ah...ask Adlina...luckily was still in the car then...ust Ayhan lent me his EZ-link...but I didn't use it...my cuzzin was ard the place...and she had to collect sate from me too...so she sent me home...heh! I was freezing my then!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) Course...ok..went for it late as I had to accompany my mom for her pre-op check up...the waiting was rubbish...reached hospital at 9.45am...left at 12 plus...rubbish I tell u...ok...not my point...the course was...done b4...I had a module in NUS about all that lah sei...Fish Bone Model lah...4 M's lah...wateva! But it was still fun...and once again I got partly soaked in the rain...and was freezing cold in the bus...hopefully I dun get sick...pray for me everyone...I still haf lots to do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) Ongoing...well and nice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) Ongoing...but not so well....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oklah...that's all for now...wanna haf dinner and then have meeting...chaoz!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Holidayzzz!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-1873273858763061278?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f8a8cb0832333760&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/1873273858763061278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/11/lets-see-what-ive-been-up-to-until-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1873273858763061278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1873273858763061278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/11/lets-see-what-ive-been-up-to-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8357287555455786013</id><published>2007-10-30T07:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T07:59:55.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've gotten back some papers...my Sec 3 English Papers 1 and 2...and Sec 2 Maths Paper 1...Maths Paper 2 will come today, followed closely by Geography Sec 3 and Bio Sec 3 and 4... and by then...I'll be, once again, biol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm in the midst of marking English Paper 1...one of the hardest to mark...let's see....what was the hottest choice of question??? It was the holidays question...followed closely by choices, event in which 'I' was late...only 2 students did the careers question...and 2 did the nature reserve question...I marked by question...starting with the least popular questions...currently, I have just finished the 'event' question...n guess wat...amongst so many of u...only 3 DID NOT write about the Hari Raya Celebrations...how alike can your brains be?!! Plus, how serious a trouble can you get into for that? Be more imaginative next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As for Maths paper...I have flipped through almost all papers...I can say that I am so scared to mark those papers...&lt;em&gt;Banyaknya kosong!!!??? Untuk saya buat kerrrr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok...I understand that the time given was not enough...we'll c how paper two goes ait? Hope u guys do better in that paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Guess that's all for now...feeling so sleepy lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-8357287555455786013?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8357287555455786013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-gotten-back-some-papers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8357287555455786013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8357287555455786013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-gotten-back-some-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3165806856120959569</id><published>2007-10-17T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:22:50.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh...it's been more than a month!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I had been too busy...okok...I'm not guessing...I HAVE been too busy...but I'd sooner be free again...I was busy setting *super difficult* exam papers... let's see what I had to do....&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sec 2 Maths Papers 1 and 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sec 3 Bio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sec 3 English Papers 1, 2 and 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sec 4 Bio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So, that's a total of 7 papers...and if u consider that the orals have 2 sets, that means I had to set 2 different paper 3's...so, a total of 8 papers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wanna know what's the hardest paper to set??? It was the maths papers...all the equations and diagrams... to come up with the questions is one thing...to type them is a whole different thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wanna know which is the hardest paper??? I think, it's the *** paper...surely I'm not telling...but I think all the papers are quite managable...if u study that is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, the hot hot hot issue now should be the merger...better known as the JMS (Joint Madrasah System)...yeah...but as said, it won't happen fully till 2015...it's gonna happen in phases...but somehow, I'd expect it to speed up...once they see that it's working well, I hope...n if they see that it seems to fail, they'll stop it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How is the merging going to happen??? hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Irsyad will be focusing on primary education...getting the kids to excell well in PSLE as well as giving them the Islamic education they'd need...these students will then choose either Arabiah or Aljunied for their secondary education...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aljunied will focus on the ukhrawi side of education...they'd have a 70-30 ukhrawi-academics stream, (if I'm not mistaken, the Azhar stream) and also the 50-50 ukhrawi lite stream... how these things work, I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Arabiah will focus on the academics...we'd have a 70-30 academics-ukhrawi...I guess it works just like the way it works for sec fives currently...we'll have a newer building with facilities we've been dreaming of...especially labs...we surely need one...with bigger school, we'd probably be in single session again...morning session...oh how I miss those times...school hours will be longer too...which means...I dun have to rush through my subjects...25mins per period...poofff!!! that'll surely dissappear...yah yah...and we dun have to scout for campsites any longer...we can do that in school!!! (ok ok...stop dreaming...nanti tak jadi baru tau....kita merancang, Allah menentukan) "Oh Allah, jadikanlah ini suatu realiti..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As for current students, things will still remain as it is...maybe, u'll get to enjoy the facilities...other than that, u're still in the current system...u'll stop seeing those cute little p1's soon though...(a relief for some who think they're a nuisance...but mind u...u'll definitely miss them)...I will miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info...pls read the papers...if u need clarification...seek from those who really know about it...not from those who only seem to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, to Zaki, Happy 24th Birthday!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;That's all for now...chaoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3165806856120959569?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3165806856120959569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3165806856120959569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3165806856120959569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-1367904259558074500</id><published>2007-09-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:29:14.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Hmm...I kinda twisted my hand...my sis forced to bandage it so that I  wun forget that injury and exert on it more than I can...shish!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Haizzz...one thing after another...and yes, I shall not carry 20kg rice anymore...it was a short distance anyway...I can only use two fingers on my right hand when writing...luckily years ago I had a 'practice'....muahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anyway...exams are drawing near...am oredy in the midst of setting some papers...but there's too little spare time this year...I really hate the afternoon session...argh...and I know I'm not alone...so to those struggling...just think of these...somewhere out there, there's Ms Wardah struggling with you...and many others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;chaoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ps: I'm so glad Revalina got in...heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-1367904259558074500?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/1367904259558074500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1367904259558074500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1367904259558074500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7285336085498143004</id><published>2007-09-18T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:35:03.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 days of Ramadhan has passed...yet not a single day went with me breaking my fast at home...haiz... -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is still in the hospital...he was getting on very well...and was supposed to be discharged earlier today...however, he experienced difficulty in breathing...doc said that there's air in his lungs...k...wait a minute...isn't lungs where gaseous exchange is supposed to happen in our body? it's supposed to have air in it, isn't it? this thing had been in my mind for long...my dad has undergone an op when I was way younger bcoz of this...last year, abg razit, my cuzzin also had the same op...it raised that question then...n being a biology teacher, I supposed lungs is supposed to contain air...so what exactly does it mean by "There's air in his lungs?"&lt;br /&gt;I list out some possibilities...&lt;br /&gt;1) Too much air in his lungs...&lt;br /&gt;2) Part of his lungs is punctured... so air escaped the alveoli...&lt;br /&gt;3) There's air bubble in the lungs...know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;4) There's air surrounding his lungs...but I remembered he said IN his lungs...&lt;br /&gt;Anyone knows? -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is also not well...she can't sit/stand/lie down/walk for too long...Identify what position can she be most of the time...she's putting on a very strong front in front of my dad...I salute u mom...but once my dad isn't around, she groan/moan/ in pain...pity her...her specialist appointment is still a long way to go...for now, all doctors she went to told her to actually &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; the pain...haiz...how long will it be...she can't even sleep at night!!!-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cooking!!! Really...I used to only cook chicken soup, chicken rice, &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/em&gt;, spaghetti and a dish which I dun even know the name...so, I dun really cook...I prefer baking...heh...but recent happenings led me to knowing more of my responsibilities as the eldest in the family...with both my parents unwell, I feel that it's my responsibility to keep my home in it's proper manner...n that includes cooking for my mom n sisters, keeping the house clean, laundry; my mom's daily activities, that is...n not forgetting, settling bills, maintaining safe environment (check that everything is in order), fixing electrical appliances; things previously done by my dad...yes, I've fixed a fused lamp...n I realised how easy it is...I've also changed the plug head (wateva u call it) of the vacuum cleaner...but, something I've yet to succeed doing: grocery shopping...cabbage and lettuces!!! I really suck at grocery shopping...I can't exactly differentiate a fish from another...to me, all are the same...they are fishes...I dun even know the names of certain vegetables...last saturday, my mom told me to buy &lt;em&gt;sayur salad&lt;/em&gt;, I confidently bought cabbage or was it lettuce? u get what I mean???-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7285336085498143004?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7285336085498143004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/5-days-of-ramadhan-has-passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7285336085498143004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7285336085498143004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/5-days-of-ramadhan-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7025488219793019055</id><published>2007-09-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:32:27.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Phew...my dad had been successfully operated...All praises to Him...Alhamdulillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To all well wishes, thank you so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He is now out of ICU...&lt;em&gt;Tadi siap halau saya balik lagi..."Selsemakan??? Ish...baliklah..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I didn't need to tell him I was ill...heh...Hopefully, he'll be back home soon...I promise to be a good girl! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7025488219793019055?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7025488219793019055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/phew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7025488219793019055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7025488219793019055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2226794263081984976</id><published>2007-09-10T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:24:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The recent happenings had let me to do some thinking. (No I am NOT reinstating my case.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Bali was right about doing something about the criticisms. I mean, we just can't let people criticise things you did, especially when you have put in a lot of effort in it, and then just laugh at everything. In his case, these people were... ex-students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I recall a happening a few months back. Students were complaining about people criticising and condemning MAI. Students of MAI were called dot dot dot (not nice to mention). Again, these people were... ex-students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I recall another happening. When MAI reign champion for two events in a day, people said, "Alah, Arabiah action ah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Once again, these people were...need I say it again? Ex-students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ok, we can't run from critics even in school. But I don't think those still in school criticise the whole population of the school. Or do they? Did the spirit of MAI die as they leave the school? Maybe, MAI didn't do enough to instill pride and glory in some students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Maybe it's time to do something about it. I mean, not just maybe, we should do something about it. The spirit of MAI need to be instilled to a greater extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Since I'm on the topic, I might just add this. I see you girls can scream really well. Why not, develop a MAI cheer that uses this scream? Maybe the boys can go: ARABIAH!!!! Then the girls SCREAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So bring up the spirit, dudes and dudettes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2226794263081984976?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2226794263081984976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/recent-happenings-had-let-me-to-do-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2226794263081984976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2226794263081984976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/recent-happenings-had-let-me-to-do-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-6972289442128722408</id><published>2007-09-08T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:57:46.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I had no intention at all to make anyone angry or offended. I did not exaggerate but if you want me to elaborate on the things I dun like abt the celebs, please come to me personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As it is, the last post was supposed to be an advice. As I said, calling people names is not a good thing. That post was especially for the sec fives as you guys will, very very soon, be stepping into a world where you will no longer be protected by the fact that you are still a secondary school student. Everything that you do will be scrutinised, criticised or worse, unaccepted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe I was a little harsh, or too harsh for some. I apologise for that then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And while we're still at it, let me make myself clear. I appreciate what all of u haf done for the teachers' day celebrations. I really do. From the time I took on the role of a teacher in-charge right till the last click of the camera. I applaud the fact that everybody enjoyed themselves and that there wasn't much complains about the concert itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last but not least, I apologise for the serious lack of appreciation to the bunch of people who made this event an unforgetable one, that will be, the sec five 2007.  I had earlier thought that the satisfaction on the teachers' faces told it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So let the argument settle here, once and for all. Once again, sorry and thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-6972289442128722408?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/6972289442128722408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-had-no-intention-at-all-to-make.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6972289442128722408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6972289442128722408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-had-no-intention-at-all-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3776317319698984057</id><published>2007-09-08T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T19:11:19.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanted to tag at some blogs. However, I realised that my tag will be too long. Anyway, here goes...A longer version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I've read some blogs about some 'uninvited guests' or 'shameless people' ruining the great feelings of the celebrations. Now, now...it's not so nice calling people shameless...if u were refering to the ex-students who came (who else need to be invited eh?) ...can I ask? How come you guys did not invite them? I know our place is small, but sometimes, it's only courtesy to invite ex-students...esp those who were so involved in the school's activities...wouldn't u like it if u are to be invited next year?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, they criticised...Take it positively. Even Idols are criticised...Remember how Taylor Hicks was criticised? In the end, he was the Idol....(ok, &lt;em&gt;takde kene &lt;/em&gt;mengene) But my point is, nothing in this world is perfect...so everything is opened to criticism (thanx Jid!)...Different people have different tastes...so it's their right to critic...anyway, if these people did not set a standard for the concert, would this year's be better than last year's? If there wasn't a concert last year, who knows people would have said this instead: &lt;em&gt;Kalau last year ada concert, mesti better. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, fyi...There ARE people who thought that last year's concert was better. (not me eh... I lurved the nasyid by lower sec onli...to me the dk was not up to standard ah...plus I was too new then) This year's concert focused mainly on the individual classes. There wasn't a single thing where all levels were united to perform. Ok, I know it was cancelled. Others don't, do they? Last year, there were quite a few items which shows MAI's unity...eg. Dikir Barat, Nasyid (even though it was upper sec vs lower sec)&lt;br /&gt;So next year's batch, how about having a concert with a bang like this year's but with great unity like last year's? heh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok...&lt;em&gt;panjang lebar nah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I know you guys are excited and nervous about what's installed for you in the near future. Just some advice...aim high, expect low...plan your work n then work ur plan...I've never thought I'd be a teacher when I was in secondary school...I looked at my teachers n the pile of work they hafta bring home...it scared me...but here I am...teaching at MAI...bringing home work...argh!!! But I love my job...n I luv u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, to the sec fives: all the best for the upcoming prelims and O'levels...to my sec fours: all the best for the STE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3776317319698984057?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3776317319698984057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hope-sec-5-07-students-are-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3776317319698984057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3776317319698984057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hope-sec-5-07-students-are-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-5928486457351511831</id><published>2007-09-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:39:09.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Holidays</title><content type='html'>Weeeeeee!!!! It's the holidays!!! N this was how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saturday 01092007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Teacher's Day...Initial plan was to go down to ECP with the Council Exco...however, their class ended at 2.30 and it was already raining cats n dogs...so told them not to come while&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I settled the lane bookings...was out with Akem...been quite a long time since we went out... since it was raining...the two of us decided to bowl...atfer which, we headed to Parkway Parade..along the way...we met some MAI sec ones...we (Akem n I) were eating some Princesses butter cookies and for every cookie we pop into our mouths...we pretend certain things will come true... we met Du at Parkway and went shopping for Mira's bdae present...oh well...instead...we went to the arcade...&lt;em&gt;gerek seh arked kat sana...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After having all the fun...we went for Mira's bdae party at Costa Sands Pasir Ris...being unfamiliar with the place..we got errr a lil lost...but thank goodness there is an invention called the Mobile Phone...hahaha...Met some of my ex-students there...Arif, Hadzlirin, Khidir n Abbas plus the girls from Thasha's party...didn't do much there except talking...&lt;em&gt;bila nak balik sesat lagi!!! sampai bus stop..."Eh, takde 39?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Luckily I remembered taking 39 from somewhere near zul's house...called zul n asked how to go to that particular bus stop...n finally, ard 12am...I reached home...tired and all, Du, Akem n I slept in the living room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday 02092007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DURRIAH!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;May Allah bless u with the best things in life...n as the Malays say...&lt;em&gt;jangan lupa saham akhirat!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yeah...it was my sis' 19th Bdae...didn't do much in the day...wanted to cook spaghetti at first as my sis lurveeee my spags...but my mom said we shall eat yesterday's leftovers as we didn't eat them yesterday...for dinner, my 2nd sis and I decided to treat Du at Eatzi...a Halal Jack's Place outlet...the food there was great...something embarassing happened too...but too embarassing to be told here...muahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Monday and Tuesday 03/04092007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Since the heavy dinner...I slept late...then I almost forgot to wake up on Monday...had invigilation for STE orals at MWTI...luckily the birds woke me up ard 0645...Pins and Brooches!!! I haven't even decided what to wear...Luckily I wasn't late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When I reached MWTI, I saw some sec four girls waiting outside...the looks on their faces...full of worry and nervousness...wished them luck and went straight to the canteen...after the so called breakfast, ard 9am, the Orals began...I was the time keeper for group G...after some time...I decided that this job is the most boring job ever...luckily, some were absent from my grp...so we ended early...but I found out that we had to go for the course rite after that...shish...I was so sleepy then I did not really pay attention...Tuesday was a better day...though it was almost the same...after the course on Tuesday, I went to Toys r'us at TM to buy a bdae present for my nephew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wednesday 05092007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went for the course at 0900...it was fun learning what I've already known...really, I dun understand why we were sent to such a course...I mean...Do they think we teachers are stupid? That we dun even know where to look for jobs, do our resume or even attend an interview??? "One of the most important thing in an interview is to knock the door before you enter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I mean...oh come on!!! Even my 10yr-old niece knows the knock-b4-u-enter rule...and fyi, all the interviews I went to, be it for work or for bursaries or wateva else, the ones where I KNOCKED are the ones where I FAILED!!! The ones where I got through, the interviewer went out and then opened the door for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thursday 06092997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Finally, a fun day...went out with Akem and Thasha...I think, the last time we did that was last June holidays? Or was it last March holidays? Initial plan was to have a picnic and then join the councilors for their retreat...However, both of them ended late for their ngaji...so only managed to meet Syarifah at Parkway Parade for Zohor and then a little shopping for food n then off we go to Marine Bowl...we were nearly half an hour late...but we were the first to arrive...luckily I was wise enough to book the lanes at half hour after the time to meet...if not...sorry guys...no bowling...so, we were then bowling...awkward as it was, I managed to score only 64...which was really really low... even first timer Thasha had 69!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;After bowling, we went to do our prayers at the beach...while Akem, Thasha n Safa went cycling, the rest of us had a discussion, moderated by Mr Salik...it was turning a little heated when time was running out...thank god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then Thasha, Akem, Ruquiyah n I walked down to the food centre near Bedok Jetty...didn't realise how far it was...heh...We had a very filling dinner that there were still food on the table when we left...while waiting for Ruq's mom, we sat on the beach, enjoying the serene environment...how I wished I cud haf stayed longer...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUQUIYAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ruq's mom drop us off at Tampines interchange...not wanting to go home yet, the girls asked me to bring &lt;em&gt;jalan2&lt;/em&gt; at TM...but it was already 2115...shops were closing...we managed to shop though...bought some cute stuff at the stalls near the bus interchange...then we waited for 969... by the time we boarded, it was already 2230... after sending Akem home, Thasha n I walked home...while Thasha had her shower, I chit chatted with her mom...I only went home slightly after midnight...then it was the computer...heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Friday 07092007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing much happened today...I practically slept the whole day...heh...I cooked spaghetti though...oh yah...when I was coming home from Northpoint...after buying stuff for spaghetti, it started raining heavily... I had an umbrella... while waiting for the lights to turn green...this Indian lady was also there...she wasn't using any umbrella...n she was carrying a toddler... at the same time, there was a Malay lady with two kids ard Akem's age, without umbrella... I contemplated on sharing my umbrella with one of them...hmm...toddler's at a greater risk...&lt;em&gt;kesian kan kalau sakit...&lt;/em&gt; n it'll be easier to share with the Indian lady n her kid..so I offered to share...oh man!!! the toddler was cuuuuutteeee... she(or was it a he?) kept smiling at me...n if I smiled back...she wud turn to her mom and say with cute &lt;em&gt;pelatness&lt;/em&gt;, "She smile back!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cute kan? cute kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..the weekends are already here...can't believe the holidays are already ending...shish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-5928486457351511831?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5928486457351511831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/september-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5928486457351511831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5928486457351511831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/september-holidays.html' title='September Holidays'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-700351072642586170</id><published>2007-09-07T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:05:36.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's Day Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;It was great...really...let me tell u the reasons...&lt;br /&gt;1) sec 3a's performance wowed everyone...&lt;br /&gt;2) the games were wonderful...and All teachers took part&lt;br /&gt;3) pak pandir and serigala were hilarious&lt;br /&gt;4) sec 2A's skit was funny too...esp the first part...too bad, mic wasn't used&lt;br /&gt;5) sec 4's performance was unique and very well done...&lt;em&gt;teringat zaman speech n drama...&lt;/em&gt; rushdi's make up was scray tho&lt;br /&gt;6) the deco was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;7) the audience were simply enthusiastic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;8) let's not forget the parties, shall we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanx to all students who made this day a day not to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;N I wud also like to apologise, on behalf of all the teachers, for coming up late for the event... we were late becoz, we were wondering if we are going to be called... then, the ladies let the guys go first as one of us was still praying...while waiting...we remembered our plan to be purple...so...we decided to take pictures...since the lift was slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;However, there are things I dun like abt the celebrations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the length...wah wah wah!!! the many schools I've seen...their concerts are at most an hour and a half...mostly are just half hour...the rest of the time was devoted to class parties...&lt;br /&gt;2) no one made sure the classes were clean n proper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3) most of all, I dislike some parts of the process... I received too many complaints... fellow leaders of the events could have been a wee bit kinder...but then...nobody's perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nevertheless, I still enjoyed myself...thanx to all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-700351072642586170?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/700351072642586170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/teachers-day-celebrations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/700351072642586170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/700351072642586170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/09/teachers-day-celebrations.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day Celebrations'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4068611886759548562</id><published>2007-08-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T03:09:52.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hijab</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The word "hijab" comes from the Arabic word "hajaba" meaning to hide from view or conceal. It is a very important issue to address. Or so I feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;An Iranian school girl is quoted as saying, "We want to stop men from treating us like sex objects, as they have always done. We want them to ignore our appearance and to be attentive to our personalities and mind. We want them to take us seriously and treat us as equals and not just chase us around for our bodies and physical looks." &lt;/p&gt;Islam has no fixed standard as to the style of dress or type of clothing that Muslims must wear. However, some requirements must be met. The first of these requirements is the parts of the body which must be covered. The second requirement is looseness. The clothing must be loose enough so as not to describe the shape of the woman's body. Thickness is the third requirement. The clothing must be thick enough so as not to show the color of the skin it covers or the shape of the body. Another requirement is an over-all dignified appearance. The clothing should not attract men's attention to the woman. It should not be shiny and flashy so that everyone notices the dress and the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hijab is not merely a covering dress but more importantly, it is behavior, manners, speech and appearance in public. Dress is only one facet of the total being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4068611886759548562?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4068611886759548562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/hijab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4068611886759548562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4068611886759548562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/hijab.html' title='Hijab'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-33282009771105780</id><published>2007-08-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:57:15.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've got a new phone...Haha...On Sunday, I went to Causeway Point with my dad. We want to use Singtel's Mio service...to my delight, he had to purchase a phone alone with it...I dunno wat kind of terms and conditions it was...but it worked to my advantage...heee!!! so goodbye K610i...you've been a good phone...but somehow...I wasn't happy with the internet function...the button is soooo sensitive that sometimes I got online without noticing it...last month, $22+ was for my gprs services...n I did not use it...it was all due to the sensitive button...then I chose the most attractive phone...I no longer want a Sony Ericson...am not going to try a Samsung or a Motorola...Nokia had always been good to my family n I...so...say hello to my new Nokia 5700 XpressMusic!!! I'm still getting used to it though...heavy lah seh...-End-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MAI's Tabung Jumaat...At first I was nervous...thought I had to be the one to call out the names...Luckily Cikgu Aishah did it...yeah...Everything else went fine...To those who were supposed to come, but did not turn up, u better give ur MC to ur form teachers...N to those who missed ur Sunday streetsale...better get ur MC's ready too...you can give it to me...when I get the list from the management pple...You'll haf 3 days to submit ur MC's...-End-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saturday...went to help my sis distribute food to the elderly living in the studio apartments in Bedok...she needed manpower..so called down some students...thanx to Hakim, Hanif, Sadiq and Syarifah for the help rendered...It was kinda fun though...they're having more on the 9th and 15th or some time ard there...anyone wanna volunteer? My sis would be grateful...-End-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When I reached home on Saturday, Princess Nathasha's bdae party was not over yet...my dad asked me to go...we all know how much she wanted me there...chey chey chey...&lt;em&gt;yelah...cikgu lama katakan...&lt;/em&gt;most of her friends, my ex-students would be there...so I went over...&lt;em&gt;alah, depan rumah jer...kasut pun belum panas...ekcerli, tak pakai kasut pun gi sana...kaki ayam jer&lt;/em&gt;...when I reached, the girls went.. "Cikgu!!!" and some who were still in contact with me after some time went.."Kak Daaaa!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy! They're all sooo grown up...When I taught them...they were like soooooo cute...&lt;em&gt;baru P1 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;katakan...&lt;/em&gt;They r now in P6...Look at them!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RtLovmMGu9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kjBWwQlv06w/s1600-h/DSC00204.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103397232167009234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RtLovmMGu9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kjBWwQlv06w/s200/DSC00204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ok...the pics a bit blurred...From top left, clockwise...we haf..Iryani, Farisha (or Farisa), Shahia (she's my distant relative), me (duh!!!), Mira, Lisya (she's not my student...Mira's sis) and my princess Nathasha!!! My sis was there too...We had a bang...eating non-stop...talking about the past, present and future...dancing or watching them dance...and singing...It was fun...stress reliever...the girls went back at about 10...(when I was that age, my parents did not even allow me to go to parties without them...let alone come home after maghrib, or 10pm for that matter) after they left, my sis n I stayed on...chit chatting with my neighbour...Cik Ina (Rock Mum), Thasha, Fiza (her sis) and Zam (her bro)...we were singing our favourite tunes...I went back realli realli late...caught the last bus home...what last bus??? hahaha...&lt;em&gt;depan rumah jer...&lt;/em&gt;-End-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm still very unhappy abt something...hope it will be resolved soon...-Chaos-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-33282009771105780?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/33282009771105780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-got-new-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/33282009771105780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/33282009771105780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-got-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RtLovmMGu9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kjBWwQlv06w/s72-c/DSC00204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3759859731824720081</id><published>2007-08-22T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:13:45.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Something happened today as I walked out of sec 2A that caused me to enter sec 3A with a pretty bad mood... it wasn't sec 2A...nor was it sec 3A...so...sori guys if I spoilt your day somehow... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok...I can't say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my computer is back...I had attempted to 'repair' my computer...I actually managed to...hahaha...but somehow, along the way, I spoilt my msn!!! Keyboards and motherboards!!!! That's like my best communicating tool with my friends and family overseas!!! Shucks! Since&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my days of bad connection..I haven't been talking to abg ej...wonder how he's doing now...I haven't been talking to Marcus and Wenting too...oh...nvm...I may not like windows messenger...but if I hafta...I'll use it... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sunday, 19th August 2007...a good friend of mine got married...to another good friend of mine... went to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the wedding with Akem...met Ayie and Z there...it was a long long time since I last saw them...n to think that I used to see them every single day, monday through sunday...n to think that I spent almost all my waking hours back then with them...either doing Maths, Physics, Chemistry or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Biology...we've all grown up...bcoz of NS, they're both still studying...I'm sure Z will be a successful businessman someday...and Ayie...hmmm...a great engineer perhaps...&lt;em&gt;dah berjaya tu, jgnlah lupa aku eh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Eh, was I supposed to be talking abt the wedding??? Hmm...&lt;em&gt;takpelah&lt;/em&gt;...-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh oh!!! While I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; in the lift...I managed to kill 3 mosquitoes with one clap!!! Gross!!! Actually I saw one and tried to kill it...somehow, when I clapped, 3 were killed...It was gross I tell you.... I read Hanif's blog abt mosquito...so I know, the teachers aren't the onli ones attacked...shish!!! oh yah, Hanif...saw u going home early yesterday and didn't see u in sch today...get well soon yah... to all who are not well...get well soon yah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I now go to school not only wearing a lil sunblock...I also armed myself with insect repellent... maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you guys should too... -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Teacher's Day and the one week holidays are ard the corner...I am sooo not looking forward to them...(got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;nothing to do with the teacher's day celebrations in sch though) it's just I've got sooooo much to do....isn't holiday like...for rest? bummer! -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;To my darling princess nathasha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HaPpY 12tH BiRtHdAy!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3759859731824720081?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3759859731824720081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/something-happened-today-as-i-walked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3759859731824720081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3759859731824720081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/something-happened-today-as-i-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-1488254193275591065</id><published>2007-08-18T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T23:03:13.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I've been blog hopping for some time...n I realised...pple are talking about roses or posting pictures of roses...how wonderful!!! Roses are IN! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Haven't been updating for such a long time...Dunno where to start...hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sports day? &lt;em&gt;dah basi dah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some things to clarify...&lt;em&gt;Bersyukurlah, sekurang-kurangnya ada juga sports day.&lt;/em&gt;I know things got boring at times...not to mention, the unbearable heat...but can that be avoided? I dun think there are any indoor tracks around...or are there? The trophies...some say it's ugly...but how pretty can it get if the budget is such? Would u rather get notebooks and food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ok...now to the more recent happenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the last netball practice...jeng3...&lt;em&gt;hujan lebat giler, beb&lt;/em&gt;...when I left my house, it was pouring like someone kept pouring huge pails of water on my umbrella...I thought my new umbrella was going to give way under such heavy rain...luckily when I reached the courts, the rain wasn't that heavy...so the girls played in the rain...or rather...they played the rain...I would too if I had brought along extra pair of trackpants and &lt;em&gt;tudung&lt;/em&gt;...then when the rain stopped...I decided to haf a shot at shooting...it's been a long long time...well...by then, I had already changed into my high heels...was going to change back into my baju kurung...but just for the fun of it...t.zubaidah n I decided to shoot...n the 3A girls decided to pour water on us...when I went to the toilet to change, the other girls asked..."&lt;em&gt;teacher, teacher jatuh eh?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my trackpants, &lt;em&gt;tudung&lt;/em&gt; and socks wet, t. zubaidah sent me to parkway parade to go to the bank...in her car, we were..hmm..scheming a revenge? Ok, I shall bring a bottle of water and pour it on the girls...esp Nadra, Aini n Khatijah...when I peeped in..I saw Nadra n Khatijah right by the door...but Aini, as usual...was playing around with the teacher's chair...saw someone outside...told her my plan...n asked her to make sure that Aini was at her place when I entered...&lt;em&gt;cantik...semua dah kat tempat masing2&lt;/em&gt;...so I unscrewed the bottle cap...entered the class...grinning my usual grin...walked behind Aini..poured water on her...then Khatijah n then Nadra...MUAHAHAHA...the whole class cheered...(Dun rememeber if the boys were there though) but wateva it is...that was from t.zubaidah n me...and from the rest of the class whom u had bullied...&lt;em&gt;kesian rip tau...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Syarahan&lt;/em&gt;...as c.kamalina was on leave, I took over for the &lt;em&gt;syarahan, peringkat saringan&lt;/em&gt;...18 contestants were contested...some were wonderful...Khairin's was sooo funny...Luqman's was like a rally...future MP in the making...some lacked confidence...nvm...it's your first time...in the end, three were selected to go for a final round during Azkar...the overall winner, will be contested with other school's contestants and compete for the $1k prize money at Tampines Stadium..how grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Feelings...recently...I wasn't in the best of my moods...in fact..many around me wasn't...my niece keep skipping her &lt;em&gt;ngaji&lt;/em&gt; classes...my nephew refused to come for tuition, claiming that he's tired from kayaking...my grandma keeps wincing from the pain in her knees...my mom n dad kept telling us to do this n that rite...my sisters being too busy to do housework...my friends stressed from having too many projects...students stressed from tests and homeworks...stress period for everyone....let's make du'a so that He will make life easier for us to go through... insya Allah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some venting of frustration...&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrgggghhhhh!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-1488254193275591065?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/1488254193275591065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-been-blog-hopping-for-some-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1488254193275591065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1488254193275591065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-been-blog-hopping-for-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2406903441373717700</id><published>2007-08-06T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T01:35:21.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simpsons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yah...I watched this movie with, Cha, Kem, Raccoon and the Simpsons...I once told my sis..."aku nak tengok The Simpsons with, our Simpsons ah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Little did I know, that was exactly what I did! Haha! The 6 of us watched it at Lido...It was hilarious...really...&lt;em&gt;kuning tu memang lah eh....dah kartun dier pun kuning kan...KUNING sangat2...&lt;/em&gt;but it was still funny...the so called save the earth campaign where pple go to concerts only to cause more pollution and also the death of the stars...&lt;em&gt;tak pulak terjadi kematian bintang save the earth...&lt;/em&gt;there's still the touching part...father-son relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would say, this is not the best movie I've watched...but, it still, is worth the money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna watch Disturbia next...my sis said it's full of suspense...the kind of movies I wud love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2406903441373717700?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2406903441373717700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2406903441373717700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2406903441373717700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons.html' title='The Simpsons'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2887632371188864757</id><published>2007-08-05T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T02:35:36.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE update</title><content type='html'>There's so much to say...my life, sports day (n why we use houses), what else ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll start with my life:&lt;/strong&gt; Saturday...Started the day badly...wanted to haf sardine toast for breakfast, but ended up burning the toast...then I fell in the toilet when I was about to put my facial cream for the allergy...so my baju kurung got wet...looked for another brown attire (brown of all colours?!)...was late, so I took a cab to school...but there was a JAM!!! Luckily, from the time I reached school, nothing bad happened...had a lot of fun with some of the 3A students...went to popular sale then TM n century square with rifa, fifa, adlina, nadhrah, dija, mahirah, faeezah n aini...mahirah then accompanied me to the metro sale to look for shoes...there were sooo many pple we felt like we were in a sauna!!! Then I went to my aunt's place to give my niece her bdae prezie...It was cute how instead of my niece, my 3yr-old and 1yr-old nephews were the ones who were happily playing with the prezie...we all laughed our hearts out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other days were the normal sch days...English lessons this week were all games presentation...Alhamdulillah they had their fun...Friday was my English rep, Nurul's last day...will miss her bubbly nature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I went shopping for....a shaver for my dad...I have no idea which is good...had to call Rai n ask him about shavers...gillette's good, he said...so gillette's it will be...when I went to find a gillette's, I realised that there were many many gillette's!!! Called Rai again...n he was laughing at me...n my dad, he now wished that he's got a son...well...haven't I told him that b4??? I wished he got a son too...then I haf a brother....haHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok...now about sports day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the planning stage...b4 the teachers decide to use houses...we were wondering abt how the scoring system would be like...we dun want things to be about the individual...but abt the group...so, for the girls, we decided to have group games...some of them involves team building...some, confidence and creative thinking...and so on...I know some of the games sounds lame...But if u can come out with a game, that does not involve too much running or jumping ard for the girls, by all means, tell me ur ideas, and Insya Allah, we'll include them next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt the futsal game for female and none for males... the number of participants we need is almost tripple the number of males we have...as for the girls, there are some without games...so futsal was like a fill-in for them...at least all of them haf a chance to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure many wondered, why not interclass???&lt;br /&gt;Put on your thinking hats:&lt;br /&gt;1: interclass would mean...more teams, less players&lt;br /&gt;2: our sec three's...2 boys, 39 girls....they obviously wun get many points from the boys side... they can't even form a 4x100m team!!!&lt;br /&gt;3: every other competitions were inter-class...It's time u guys venture out a bit...some of u pple haf been classmates for like...10 years!&lt;br /&gt;4: when u haf no choice but to work with pple u dun noe, u either realise ur potentials or u'd realise how much ur frens mean to u...it's a win-win situation...&lt;br /&gt;5: students were complaining that it's always the councilors ("asyik2 councilor," ingat?)...so we are letting some of the rest to show their leadership skills...it'll boost ur testimonial...yey!&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, students from all levels and classes come together...that's one step closer to having the school coming together...n that's a huge step taken to enhance the school spirit...insya Allah&lt;br /&gt;I hope this event will be a success...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2887632371188864757?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2887632371188864757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2887632371188864757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2887632371188864757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='THE update'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3067461523959069102</id><published>2007-07-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:06:26.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be right back</title><content type='html'>I wun know when else I will have the time to blog...so this is to tell you people that I wun be blogging so some time...&lt;br /&gt;My daily routine has changed...most of the time, I'll sleep at 1am and wake up at 6am...I apologise if I have been unreasonable at times...&lt;br /&gt;To Bali n the rest of the sec fives, thanks for ur understanding...&lt;br /&gt;To Sec 3a, thanks for ur concern...&lt;br /&gt;To Kak Rusydah, Ira, Jannah, Diyana, Raihan and Zaki, thanks for ur support and encouragement... (n all frens and family)&lt;br /&gt;To mama, dudu, didi and myself...let's be strong, Allah will help us through this, insya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;To abah, get well soon...we all miss u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3067461523959069102?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/3067461523959069102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-right-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3067461523959069102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/3067461523959069102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-right-back.html' title='Be right back'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-5957680190626535458</id><published>2007-07-08T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:04:48.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Something is wrong with the title part....haizzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;K...let's see what happened the past week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hmm...went to the bank...and I can't believe what I saw...The line was bloddy long!!!! Ok...forget the fact that I was in the wrong queue...I can't be bothered to queue again... n I have to meet Syarifah and Shidah at 12 at Bedok...Ok..I changed the plan...12.30 at East Coast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Reached East Coast at abt 12.40...So we went bowling...yeah...after abt half a year..I finally get to bowl again...there were loads of pple...didn't matter that the normal number 8 and 9 balls that I used were not available...I used a thirteen!!! Heavy...but good enuff...after the first round...I got tired...but we wanted more...haha...so after Zuhur prayers, we went for another round...then we went for lunch...or rather...almost dinner...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ok...some pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOAqR_p1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p9AiSknQNxs/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084720121302198098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOAqR_p1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p9AiSknQNxs/s200/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOA6R_p2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/2KmNuhp0nNo/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084720125597165410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOA6R_p2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/2KmNuhp0nNo/s200/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOBKR_p3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/374jXKtJcLA/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084720129892132722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOBKR_p3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/374jXKtJcLA/s200/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCWG6R_p6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/vEk3L0bd-M8/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084729024769402786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCWG6R_p6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/vEk3L0bd-M8/s200/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOBKR_p3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/374jXKtJcLA/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;First picture...a lil blur...well...we tried using the timer function of my hp...hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Second picture...haha..Shidah, Shidah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Third picture...Yellow ball was the lightest among the three, ya know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOBKR_p3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/374jXKtJcLA/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fourth...SOMEONE was fascinated by our shoes...hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOBKR_p3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/374jXKtJcLA/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, check THIS picture out!!! &lt;em&gt;Apa tu kat tudung Syarifah???!!! &lt;/em&gt;She got us laughing our hearts out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCO4qR_p4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/5ZmxBEAl7ZM/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084721083374872450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCO4qR_p4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/5ZmxBEAl7ZM/s200/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCO46R_p5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/aF2N3r2fgAU/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084721087669839762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCO46R_p5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/aF2N3r2fgAU/s200/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yes! That was bird poo!!! Syarifah &lt;em&gt;kesian seiiii&lt;/em&gt;!!! Luckily it was not wet...eww gross! Just took a tissue and cleaned it...heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Overall, the outing was fun. Just wished that Fasehah and Mahirah were there...or Hakim and frenz...or u.zainab and frens...hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Normal school day...3B had their debate...on the spot debate...Fathini was good...the rest was entertaining...and Shida (3B) was a natural...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Another normal school day...I noticed something good since last week...something that made me happy to be a teacher...a class which had lost their class spirit last semester had gained it back...I loved their class last year...and I'm loving them more this year...of course I love my other classes too lah...&lt;em&gt;jangan jealous pulak...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sec 3A had their debate...When I reached the class, the class was almost set up for a debate environment...the most entertaining round was the crossfire and the audience round...best ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ok...I finally got to the bank...and was late for assembly...a feedback form session by the exco... yah...this feedback form&lt;em&gt;... aiya..tak payah cakap banyak lah kan...siapa yang tak tahu...biar tak tahu...siapa yang tahu...buat tak tahu pun baik... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nothing much happened after that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hmm...school was as per normal...Geography periods were the best...both 3A and 3B were actively participating in class...giving all sorts of ideas...I love this kind of environment...just dun get too noisy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;After school, I decided to take a long way home...reason being...I need a little break...wanted to go to Pasir Ris...and then take 39 home...then I felt the need to go to the toilet...so I alighted at Tampines instead...hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then I added my ring collection...woo hoo!!! I bought more of those plastic rings I love to wear...just that there wasn't a good range to select from...but I was satisfied enuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hmm...already blogged abt this day...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Just stayed at home...had tuition...n then sleep...sleep...and more sleep!!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-5957680190626535458?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/5957680190626535458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/something-is-wrong-with-title-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5957680190626535458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/5957680190626535458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/something-is-wrong-with-title-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RpCOAqR_p1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p9AiSknQNxs/s72-c/DSC00132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2192821484585112477</id><published>2007-07-07T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:47:09.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...let's talk about Earth Day...what should we do on Earth day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Reduce, Reuse, Recycle...&lt;br /&gt;2) Wear green to show we care...as if...I didn't c many wearing green...but I think they all care...&lt;br /&gt;3) Watch the Live Earth Concert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait...concert? How can this save the Earth? Won't it destroy Earth more??? All the lights, sound system, stages they need to build...all the drinking and partying it will encourage???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pple...it's Earth day...go destroy the Earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2192821484585112477?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2192821484585112477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2192821484585112477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2192821484585112477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-216664221205218311</id><published>2007-07-07T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:04:00.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...looks like the title can't be added...anyway, here's what I did today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People watching...this is how it goes...I hopped on any bus that came first...it was 856...great! I shall go to the old Woodlands interchange...u know...the one near the checkpoints??? I walked around alone...wanted to do some shopping...but I was cashless, n too lazy to join the super long queue to withdraw money...so I walked to KFC and got myself cheese fries and grabbed the best spot to do what I never thought I'd do again...pple watching...but b4 that...there were at least 5 POSB atm around the kfc...no queues, unlike the one at the main POSB near the main road...though I'd withdraw some money...but guess what??? there isn't even $20 in the atms... NO WONDER no queue!!! 5 ATMs, no money??? Pple of Woodlands must have withdrawn a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...I sat at this armchair...and stared at my cheese fries...I didn't notice them at first...there were loads of cheese... wow!!! I looked ard...I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A table full of laughing pple...there's the mom, two girls, and two teenage boys... a happy family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A couple having Zinger... the girl was wearing pink, the guy wearing black...the girl was really pretty...the guy...hmmm...so-so ah... across the table, two quite good looking guys were looking at the girl...guys guys...can't u see she's obviously taken???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Another family came in... a guy, a lady and a lil girl...I had earlier thought they were parents to the lil girl...but I was wrong...the lady was her grandma...the guy...her dad...haha!!! the lady looked sooo young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Many other couples...didn't really get my attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) A guy, eating alone...and looking at me...Hey!!! Old schoolmate!!! He came over, said hi...and we talked a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's abt it...anyway...I realised...none of them wore green!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being satisfied with my pple watching...I walked to the bus stop...still looking at pple...haha...still not many greenies... I waited for 856...it sure took very very long... then suddenly, I heard a loud loud horn!!! I turned, just in time to see a guy being thrown off the road!!! He was just hit by a lorry!!! I was like...astaghfirullah, innalillah!!! Poor guy...it was red light what??? The lorry was obviously speeding to beat the light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as usual, when things like this happen, many crowded ard to look at what happened... only one or two helped... I went over...and was like..."err...u guys should give him space..." I was actually scared that pple will scold me for being extra or something ah...but lucky for me...they all spread out...I saw the guy...some abrasion on his face...I saw that he was being attended to...there was a first aid kit from the lorry...so I guess things would be fine...the guy was in shock...some by-standers helped to move him...the ambulance came...ok...so I left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, b4&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;I went over to the guy...some makciks were shouting at the bus stop...they were shocked...but this is how it went..."Ya Allah...kenapalah tak tengok...lori tu lori malaysia lah...kat malaysia kan dorang drive tak ikut traffic light...eh orang kita eh??? Ya Allah, orang kiter lah...dah mati ke budak tu???...Hah!!! Orang kiter????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, those came from the makciks ah...not A makcik...but nevertheless...so what if it was not 'orang kita' rite? He's still a human being if it wasn't 'orang kita' rite? N what's this about 'dah mati ke?' Can't pple pray for the best? Even if it's for other pple??? Ish...ish..ish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-216664221205218311?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/216664221205218311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/216664221205218311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/216664221205218311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-998806275717555966</id><published>2007-07-07T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T01:46:31.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone asked me to blog this...</title><content type='html'>My dream guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream guy is...in my dreams...seriously...i dunno how to answer this kinda question lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gezz...only God knows who or how my dream guy is...even I dun...or can I say, I dun have a dream guy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, to the someone...I hope u are satisfied with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-998806275717555966?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/998806275717555966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/someone-asked-me-to-blog-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/998806275717555966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/998806275717555966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/someone-asked-me-to-blog-this.html' title='Someone asked me to blog this...'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-971524828459090063</id><published>2007-07-01T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:34:18.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My eventful Saturday...30th June 2007</title><content type='html'>When I woke up in the morning, I realised that I have not ironed my clothes for the day. Trophies and fireworks!!! I have not even decided what to wear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while answering smses, I scanned through my wardrobe. Oh maannn! Did my wardrobe grow bigger or what? I just couldn't decide what to wear. As time is running out, I took the baju kurung which was easiest to iron. In no time, I was ready to rock and roll...No, no...I was going to the musabaqah tahfiz.... hee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Diyana at Toa Payoh and took the cab to MWTI. Fast forward....zeettttt zettttt zetttt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contestants from category A was superb. They were all good. Our poor little Farid...try again next time...you were great too! I told Usth Zainab, "Tapi dorang tak baca sesedap Hakim kan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Wardah belum tengok kumpulan B lagi. Dorang lagi terror2!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I got nervous. This was literally the first competition for MAI that I went to support. The YEC did not seem like a competition as our competitors were all from only 2 schools...5 competitors, 2 schools...excluding us lah...so I kept saying my prayers. "Oh Allah, pls help him through this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I keep telling usth Zainab, " Harap2 dier tak gabra ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N sorry Hakim, I did not send much words of encouragement...was afraid that would make you more nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down at Aljunied, Arifah and Hanif were updating me on the quiz. Sadly, they said that the girls were not doing well enough. Usth Zainab and I kept our prayers. Hopefully, they won't lose their confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category B starts. Other than being super cold and hungry, we were nervous. This group wasn't that good. A number of them kept forgetting their verses. Hakim had a good chance of becoming top three if he dun stumble over his verses. The first four competitors were quite disappointing to me. The one from MWTI (number 5) gave a good fight and set a high standard for Hakim and Nadiah (number 6). Then up went Nadiah. She was good. Very good. By this time, most of our supporters had changed seats. They moved to the front, behind our boys. Usth Zainab and I remained where we were. If I moved, I would have left my stomach behind. Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Hakim's turn. Great...I got my mobile ready to record his readings...He started of with a mistake...usth Zainab gripped my hands...Luckily Hakim picked up from there...After that, he made almost no mistakes except for some mispronunciation, according to usth Zainab lah...I obviously did not notice...The hall was quiet...Everyone was listening...Even a certain someone, whom Aini hates, the younger one...had his eyes fixed on Hakim...When he was done, Marha! Marha! To me, there was no doubt he'll win. But still, Nadiah was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time came for announcement of the winners. The winner for the first group was a Md Nur Hakim from MWTI. I whispered to Nadhirah...forget the Nur, that would be the winner for the next category. Hopefully. So, as the names of the 2nd runner up was announced...we were getting more and more excited...the 1st runner up went to Nadiah...and my girls gave a little squeal of excitement! No need for the announcement of the winner...we all knew... Hakim, you're the BEST! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONGRATZ HAKIM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my fingers did their job. Smsed the good news to Arifah and the other teachers. Yee haa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, had our lunch b4 I had to go off to SIM to defer my studies. It was the last day...if not I'd hafta pay the price inclusive of 7% gst. What rubbish!! I wanted to go to Aljunied for the remaining of the quiz...no use, they were ending soon...but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a cab to go down to SIM. While in the cab, I received an sms from Arifah. It said, "WE WON FIRST!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't suppress my own squeal this time. "Arrrhhh!!! YESSA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver got a shock. He asked what happened. Told him. He congratulated us. So girls and Hakim, this is from the 'apek teksi'... "CONGRATZ!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I called usth Zainab. This was how the conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kakkkk!!! Kiter menang!!! First! Woo Hooooo! Baik ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wardah biar betol...jangan bedek ah ngan akak nie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Betul, kak rusydah ada kat sana? Tanya ah...mesti dorang dah update dier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I received an sms. "Kak tunggu, ada sms."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my sms. "Ah tu, kak rusydah message. Dorang champion ah!!! Yeahhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh? Nak turun sana ah. Ok ok, akak call balik nanti. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my fingers did their job again. I smsed practically every teacher. I was superrr happy. N my day hasn't ended yet!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;CONGRATZ GALSSSS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SIM. Had to wait for like 3 whole hours b4 I made my payment. Even made frens with a certain Nita. A beautiful lady I can say. We passed the time by talking about almost everything. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home, and got ready to go to the closing ceremony of the National Stadium. Rushed down. The thing started at 5pm...but we only went in at abt 8....for the Singapore vs Australia match, which already started...South Entrance was way on the other side...nvm, bought ice cream and walked there...by the time we reached the entrance, the ice cream was finished. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match wasn't as exciting as other matches...must be becoz it's a friendly....but still, we could feel the spirit of competition...second half was better...a certain pakcik kept making us do the Kallang Wave...at first, it was great...then we all got tired...Hey! We want to watch the match you know??? Singapore lost 0-3...but at least it was not without a fight...Then came the closing ceremony...spots were given to various athletes for their contributions to the country...the stadium roared for Lionel Lewis, Indra Sahdan and V.Sundramoothy....How come Fandi didn't get a mention? After that, Presiden SR Nathan 'closed' the stadium...once again...there was a roar...this time, it was for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RodkZ6R_pzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XLVL7AOJI9I/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082141100815132466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RodkZ6R_pzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XLVL7AOJI9I/s200/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RodkaKR_p0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/f_2Rha-5RAE/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082141105110099778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RodkaKR_p0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/f_2Rha-5RAE/s200/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a video of this...but too lazy to go through the troubles of uploading one...heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for a little stroll and then took the bus to Tampines, thinking of taking 969 home...however, due to jams, we reached tampines at 11.46pm...last bus, 11.45pm...so...got to take the cab...since we already were late...we took a little stroll at tampines...it was my first time being there so late at night...haha...scary! like real... reached home at 12.45am...n switched on the comp...woo hoo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-971524828459090063?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/971524828459090063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-eventful-saturday30th-june-2007.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/971524828459090063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/971524828459090063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-eventful-saturday30th-june-2007.html' title='My eventful Saturday...30th June 2007'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GvRa3gUC_mo/RodkZ6R_pzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XLVL7AOJI9I/s72-c/DSC00064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2023845125457874159</id><published>2007-06-24T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:57:38.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I came across this website while bloghopping...found it interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You entered: Siti Wardah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are 10 letters in your name.Those 10 letters total to 49There are 4 vowels and 6 consonants in your name. What your first name means:&lt;br /&gt;Egyptian  Female  Lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your number is: 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;The characteristics of #4 are: A foundation, order, service, struggle against limits, steady growth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;The expression or destiny for #4:Order, service, and management are the cornerstones of the number 4 Expression. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your destiny is to express wonderful organization skills with your ever practical, down-to-earth approach. You are the kind of person who is always willing to work those long, hard hours to push a project through to completion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A patience with detail allows you to become expert in fields such as building, engineering, and all forms of craftsmanship. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your abilities to write and teach may lean toward the more technical and detailed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; In the arts, music will likely be your choice. Artistic talents may also appear in such fields as horiculture and floral arrangement, as well. Many skilled physicians and especially surgeons have the 4 Expression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive attitudes of the 4 Expression yield responsibility; you are one who no doubt, fulfills obligations, and is highly systematic and orderly. You are serious and sincere, honest and faithful. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is your role to help and you are required to do a good job at everything you undertake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;If there is too much 4 energies present in your makeup, you may express some of the negative attitudes of the number 4. The obligations that you face may tend to create frustration and feelings of limitation or restriction. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You may sometimes find yourself nursing negative attitudes in this regard and these can keep you in a rather low mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Avoid becoming too rigid, stubborn, dogmatic, and fixed in your opinions. You may have a tendency to develop and hold very strong likes and dislikes, and some of these may border on the classification of prejudice. The negative side of 4 often produces dominant and bossy individuals who use disciplinarian to an excess. These tendencies must be avoided. Finally, like nearly all with 4 Expression, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you must keep your eye on the big picture and not get overly wrapped up in detail and routine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Your Soul Urge number is: 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;A Soul Urge number of 2 means: With the Soul Urge number 2, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your motivation is centered on friendships, partnerships, and companionship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You want to work with others as a part of a cooperative team. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Leadership is not important to you, but making a contribution to the team effort is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You are willing to work hard to achieve a harmonious environment with sensitive, genial people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;In a positive sense, the 2 Soul Urge is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sympathetic, extremely concerned and devoted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The nature tends to be very sensitive to others, always tactful and diplomatic. This element in your nature indicates that you are rather emotional. You are persuasive, but in a very quiet way, never forceful. You are the type that makes really close friendships because you are so affectionate and loving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;If this number is over-emphasized in your makeup, you may be over-sensitive, with a delicate ego that is too easily hurt. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You may be timid or fearful, too easygoing for your own good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Your Inner Dream number is: 11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;An Inner Dream number of 11 means: You dream of casting the light of illumination; of being the true idealist. You secretly believe there is more to life than we can know or prove, and you would like to be provider of the 'word' from on high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;The big, bold words, I think, really reflects me...heh...anyways, the website is as below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.org/Numbers.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.paulsadowski.org/Numbers.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2023845125457874159?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2023845125457874159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-came-across-this-website-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2023845125457874159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2023845125457874159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-came-across-this-website-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-52649668419245958</id><published>2007-06-21T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:10:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially for ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Them with whom I feel,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Closer to Allah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respected, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loved. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Protected,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Alone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not Scared to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Sadiq, Syarifah, Hanif, Hakim and Farhana... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanx for all the good times we had...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although I was demanding...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although there were times where things look bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You guys were great...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despite the differences...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despite the more frequent downs than ups...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You guys held on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated and softhearted Sadiq...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet and charismatic Syarifah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creative and brilliant Hanif...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hard-working and cheerful Hakim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Committed and helpful Farhana...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no team like yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for having the trust in me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lurve all of you to bits!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&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/31505533-52649668419245958?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/52649668419245958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/specially-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/52649668419245958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/52649668419245958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/specially-for.html' title='Specially for ...'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-3700372933337791515</id><published>2007-06-20T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:38:36.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Annual Secondary Three Camp- Day 3</title><content type='html'>k...finally...the last day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super tired...that day...I was MIA all the way...would lurve to join the water bomb...actually, I can still hold on for 2 more days...really...done training camps without sleep b4...to make me moody lah...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received many2 smses from my aunts...ok...got to leave...else pple with foul mouth will start telling my dad things...luckily my dad n I know each other well enuff...I left the camp for like 4 hours...came back happily at 3...collated the best group n best camper award...also the best leader...criteria: must win the vote...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually...the criteria is that the camper MUST shine...be enthusiastic throughout the camp...be able to 'share' and 'spread' her enthusiasm to the group...or his...most importantly, NEVER defy the organisers, teachers and if possible, helpers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the finale...the exco boys did it their way...after that, farewell...photo taking and returning of hp...wat else uh? oh yah...exco stayed behind for clean up...then had a lil debrief...n home sweet home...b4 long...I was sound asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...I may have put in a lot for this camp...but I onli sponsored one meal...other sponsored stuff were not me...they were from my sis, someone zahroh helped to find, someone contributed through usth rusydah, from the excos themselves, and of course...from KhaZaNah Al-HaQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hoped this camp had met the goals...bonded the sec three's...among themselves and also with the councillors and seniors...and teachers too...I believe they did...only wished that pple will stop bad mouthing the organisers...learn to accept pple's mistake...they are, after all, still learning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the end--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-3700372933337791515?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-6853437582653665338</id><published>2007-06-20T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:09:28.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Annual Secondary Three Camp - Day 2</title><content type='html'>ok...here goes...as I said, we only had less than an hour's sleep... the minutes b4 we went to sleep...this was what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) we discussed and discussed... not forgetting some 'girl' talk... hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) we cut and put in clues into envelopes... ok.. I put in the clues... but for every envelope, I checked about twice to ensure that everything was in...somehow or rather, one group didn't get theirs...so sorry!!!maybe it got stuck in the envelope? or the spirits at the KWM got it? muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) we got really really hungry...I could hear my sis' stomach grumbling...so...wat else??? mcdelivery...we ordered and then had to wait for more than an hour...we fell asleep while waiting...never in my life did I ever eat mcdonald's at 2am...muahaha...well...took orders from the 'guards' and the girls at the shelter and after the wait...we ate...continued out 'work' then got super super sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) at abt four, we slept...at 4.30am, I woke up to the sounds of constant footsteps near me...to my horror, I saw three dogs...n they were literally circling us...I tried to wake my sis up... but she wouldn't budge...luckily the dogs went off when I sat up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K...after we woke up...got the campers to wake up, do their ablution and then prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, Hakim and I got the breakfast ready, with the help of a few boys...that time,  if I'm not wrong, the campers were supposed to have ball games... the boys ended up continuing their sleep, the girls, a few impromptu games... (mereka bukan tak bersedia tau...cumer budak2 tak nak main game yang disuruh...terpaksa cari jalan lain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the preparation of the breakfast...some of us got a lil naughty...we saw some unused water-bombs and started throwing at those not doing any work...not me though...then suddenly, they counter attacked...seeing the food spread in front of us, my sis n I decided to protect the food...my whole right side was sooo wet...n they hit hard too!!! (buta ke...takkan tak nampak makanan?? n kiter tak bersalah seh...) Thanx eh boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast, while the tents were being unpitched and the girls get cleaned up, the station masters got their envelopes from me...once again, I checked everything...at least I thought I did...when the campers were being briefed, some set off while the others tried to clear up the base...ruquiyah n I tried to hide the envelopes...at first we wanted to bury them in the sand...we didn't... just pasted them ard the playground...after all were gone, we transported the bags and tents and everything else to the mosque...thanx to t.zul, t. del and t.bazitah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our lunch at the mosque...some rest and a well deserved bath...by the time we left the mosque to do our cooking, hanif n dhirar were already back, getting ready to sleep...ok...so we did some shopping...a lot of phonecalls...and more shopping...when we reached my cuzzins house, we were already really really tired...sadly my cuzzin had to leave for work...if not...surely he'll goreng the macaroni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u know...we were sleepy...armed with knives and scissors, we cut sausages, crabsticks and fishcakes...while cutting, I fell asleep..I really did...ask Syarifah n Farhana...oh maaannn...luckily didn't cut my fingers!!! then, when we were waiting for the water to boil for the macaroni...the three of us fell asleep...I was sprawled on the floor while the other two...gracefully had their heads on the table...I woke up to my nephew throwing small balls at my face...shish!!! he must be angry at us for making his mom do our job...muahahaha...thanx kak yati!!! so after that we cooked...3 huge woks of macaroni...called sadiq to fetch the things and then washed n cleaned the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we returned...the food was finished...really??? I thought I cooked three HUGE woks??? aiseh mannnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then have our night activity...the sketch and the 'night maze'... somehow, it was cancelled...better not elaborate...(kesian sadiq...susah2 dier plan benda nie to suit the environment...) so the campers had to sleep n wake up at 4 for qiyam...while, once again, exco n i, this time accompanied by my fren, had our discussion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had, what I would say, my longest sleep in 4 days...one and a half hour!! woo hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day...was a stressful day for the organisers...hopefully, they learnt something from it n learn to be cool...hopefully too, a friendship was not severed during this day...insya Allah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-6853437582653665338?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/6853437582653665338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/3rd-annual-secondary-three-camp-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6853437582653665338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6853437582653665338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/3rd-annual-secondary-three-camp-day-2.html' title='3rd Annual Secondary Three Camp - Day 2'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-1526231259207537788</id><published>2007-06-16T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T01:20:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Annual Secondary Three Camp 2007-Days 0-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Before I start talking about the camp itself, let me clarify some things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. tradition is when something is practiced and accepted for quite some time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. no one was forced to help in the camp by either exco or me....not a soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. almost all the activities were 'as-requested' in the feedback/survey forms that u all filled in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. I only do things that cost me my time, energy and money if I love the pple I'm doing it for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. I may be new to the school..but I'm not too new...I've been updated and warned abt almost everthing in the camp... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 0... the Advanced Party...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;The advanced party: supposedly, only seven can come...but it ended up to be more than double of that...luckily u boys 'behaved' yourselves...apart from some 'dettol' stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;The theme for this day was teamwork and character building... the exco had cracked their brains after the exams, staying back till late, coming early and so on just to come up with games that build teamwork and character.... Kudos to them...n with the help of our sec fives and twos, the games went on smoothly...wel, no thanks to certain pple, we didn't get our loud hailer as promised.... last minute changes was done...luckily...things went smoothly... I shall not elaborate on how the games are played...instead, I shall tell u the point of each game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;The whole telematch: Teamwork, teamwork, teamwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Move but not touch: the game was actually played wrongly...but the objective still remain the same...that is, creativity and intelligence...the real game is much much harder...may require u guys to take off ur shoes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blindfold Maze: ability to give and follow instruction...If I was the station master...I would say "ENGLISH!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Drunkard Tailor: precision, ability to 'make judgement' even when not in the right state of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Transfer marbles: stability, creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Giant Pencil: same as blindfold maze plus teamwork...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Balance and Arrange: Teamwork and balance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;My station was balance and arrange...I do not know how many times I had to repeat myself...There is only ONE rule...legs cannot touch the ground....there were many things u can do... eg, use the pple around as poles and handles (this was wat ALL groups used after many many hints) one can also add another thing to step on...(grp B tried this, but didn't pass)... using hands...no one used this... but the best method was of course, for one to squat and the other to move across...the best method, tried and tested by the exco during the recce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the telematch, things got a lil bad...it was starting to rain...without the loud hailer, even my voice cannot be heard...but I didn't shout lah...if I did, many would be shocked...food came really late...so we couldn't go as we planned...that is to have everyone eating lunch peacefully on the beach or park area... but wateva lah... campers and those involved proceeded to the rock climbing place and had a great time while the rest, spent boring hours waiting for the rain to stop... luckily, they managed to find something to do....talk nonsense...even I was in the nonsense mood... then came the bad bad news...a family mishap... I was kept in the dark...as my hp was totally flat...n on the other side...they were too busy....after this, I lost a lot of focus to the camp... I'm sorry girls and boys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep getting frustrated after that... every single complain by the organisers and helpers and the campers were like huge bells ringing in my head... every single question to me was like a piece of burning charcoal thrown at my face... I felt like crying, I wanted to leave the camp... But I remembered how enthusiastic the sec three's were and how very hard the exco had worked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister came at about 8...I bombarded her with many many questions...everything seems fine...so things get going again...I was back as myself... going here n there...my sis gave her First Aid Lecture...btw peeps...her name is DURRIAH...not duriyah..haha... after the lecture was a supposed drill... guess wat??? when my casualty, hakim and I were waiting for the group to rescue us, we kinda hid from the group... I saw Khairil looking straight at my face...but the whole group just walked away...when they stopped and turned back, Khairil, once again was staring straight at me...but they walked away again....Khairil must have thought I was some ghost!!! wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, they washed up and slept...the exco and I had a lil discussion... I remembered telling them that they can go to sleep if they're too sleepy... but they came...full force... so proud of them... we talked n discussed for abt an hour, after which, the girls stayed to 'sleep' at that shelter while the boys went up to the other shelter to either sleep or do sentry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Day 2 will come again shortly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-1526231259207537788?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/1526231259207537788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/3rd-annual-secondary-three-camp-2007.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1526231259207537788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/1526231259207537788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/3rd-annual-secondary-three-camp-2007.html' title='3rd Annual Secondary Three Camp 2007-Days 0-1'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-6811600618383379156</id><published>2007-06-07T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T01:05:43.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that happened since my previous, previous post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heh...a long time...I've been bombed with all the tags and sms's n reminder...ok here's MY update...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lately, I've been really really really busy...those who've seen me lately would know how bz I've been...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exams Results&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After hours of marking, I finally finished all the papers...let's see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maths: Atrocious...I wonder what I have been doing in class...the paper was difficult though...but I didn't expect that many to fail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;English: Sorry to say...the paper was straight forward and easy...paper one was marked very leniently...warning girls n thw two boys...the paper will not be that easy anymore...that was a warm up...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geography: The toughest to mark. Many did not do proper essays...so many failed...but try harder peepz...insya Allah can...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biology: Sec three's generally well done...only the first few topics...questions just twist n turned around the same thing...sec four's however had tougher papers...n most did not study as u pple focused on the other subject...few passed...difference from highest to lowest was ard 50!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents' Umrah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My parents went for umrah...they left on the 19th May...had exams on that day...so rushed to the airport...after sending them off...my sis n I had dinner...my first time at popeye's...wonder why his name's like that..POP EYE??? heh...saw some Sec 3b girls...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Giddy Spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I fell sick the day b4 meet the parents session...during meetings, I felt a slight headache...then on the way home, I felt soooo giddy...tried to sleep in the bus...but I felt like vomitting...then while walking home, I felt like flopping on the ground...managed to reach home...smsed pple warning them that I may not come the next day... once I reached home...the toilet became my victim...I kept vomiting until like 1 am...then I fell asleep...until abt 5am...I woke up light headed...went for the meet-the-parents session and had to skip my exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet the Parents Session&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't remember what the session is called...heh...I met some parents, some aunts and some sisters... there was quite some chaos at first...but things were settled after some councilors came in to help...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was also a mini bazaar...the exco, sec 2's and sec 5's had lil stalls along with our budding enterpreneurs from pri 6...it was a hot day...but it seemed that the kids did haf some fun... I bought a mini globe from sec 2A...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of it though...the canteen was an awful sight...by then most helpers, stall holders and councilors have gone home...the primary 6's however, were still in sch to help clean up the area...Secondary students, I hope you pple take this as an example...finish what you have started...do not wait for pple to clear up your mess... I would like to thank Hakim, Muhaimin and Khairil Bahri for their help to pick up all the litter and carry ALL the tables and chairs up to the musollah after the event...Thanks boys...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Already had an entry on this...but wud like to add on things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere during discussion and doing the things, the girls were on the verge of giving up... luckily they didn't...we would not have had all the fun if they did...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls...In all your work, never never ever give up...when things go wrong and seems difficult or almost impossible to achieve, that is when ur strength and iman is tested by Him...things that flow smoothly would not have the same effect if there wasn't the difficulties involve... problems that are solved in the middle of something normally bring the members closer and the success will be sweeter...remember this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sec three camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We've had countless meetings and at least three recce's of which we got lost for more than an hour...sec 3's beware...muahaha!!! Not telling anymore...better wait till camp's over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Klah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;...that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;all for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;chaozzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-6811600618383379156?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/6811600618383379156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-that-happened-since-my-previous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6811600618383379156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/6811600618383379156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-that-happened-since-my-previous.html' title='Things that happened since my previous, previous post...'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-4950689283013474794</id><published>2007-06-07T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:40:46.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil late...congratz to KhaZaNah Al-HaQ!!!!</title><content type='html'>A whole two weeks of hard work for the girls...a whole two days of almost no sleep for us...but it was all worthed it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did KhaZaNah Al-HaQ won $400 for being in the second place...I believe the experience and knowledge gained plus the friendship forged during the event was priceless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls sold: personalised badges, rice art, stickers, balloons, hand/face towels...they also had blouses there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload some pics...didn't take much though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again...congratz KhaZaNah Al-HaQ...thanx to all those who supported and helped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the girls of KhaZaNah Al-HaQ: Job well done...apologies if somehow or rather I've scolded u gals for no reasons...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-4950689283013474794?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/4950689283013474794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/lil-latecongratz-to-khazanah-al-haq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4950689283013474794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/4950689283013474794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/lil-latecongratz-to-khazanah-al-haq.html' title='A lil late...congratz to KhaZaNah Al-HaQ!!!!'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-2925615276770474748</id><published>2007-06-07T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T10:46:20.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz...I've been tagged...twice!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rule:Each player of this game starts with 6 weird things about himself or herself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rule clearly. In the end, each tagged person needs to tag 6 other people. List their names and don't forget to leave a comment reminding them that they are tagged. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) I actually get angry easily...But I keep it well enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) I cry easily...When I cry, I normally cry myself to sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) I'm dot dot dot years old...But I still want a brother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) I love peppermint and chocolate mixed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) I super love water sports...But I can't swim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) I'm an English teacher...but I never liked that subject&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pple tagged: Az, Hanif, Adlyna, Nadhrah, Qamarul &amp;amp; Arifah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-2925615276770474748?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/2925615276770474748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/haizive-been-taggedtwice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2925615276770474748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/2925615276770474748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/06/haizive-been-taggedtwice.html' title='Haiz...I&apos;ve been tagged...twice!!!'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-7513289998143355181</id><published>2007-05-29T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T23:57:06.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Awaited</title><content type='html'>Ha Ha Harlow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, everyone knows how I have been busy late. Busy??? Nah...I've been thunderously Busy, with a capital 'B'.... let's c what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Students' Exam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A joyous event where students show their appreciation to their teachers by returning the teachers what they have taught. MuAAAhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY Exam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An even more joyous event as I didn't take half of it as I was ill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun wanna torture u guys yet...I better be asleep...will see some of you tmr!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-7513289998143355181?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/7513289998143355181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-awaited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7513289998143355181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/7513289998143355181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-awaited.html' title='The Long Awaited'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31505533.post-8828438506285541791</id><published>2007-05-04T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T01:16:59.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Stress!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok...I know most of you are stressed too...but imagine...having exams and at the same time, ur students are having exams too...u need to mark and at the same time, u need to mug...diffusion and osmosis!!!! Y did I choose this path???&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha!!! I'm going bonkers. N I think many pple noticed this...ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;ok ok...just taking a break from my studies...back to burning the midnight oil....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31505533-8828438506285541791?l=ros-mawardah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/feeds/8828438506285541791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8828438506285541791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31505533/posts/default/8828438506285541791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ros-mawardah.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-stress.html' title='Exam Stress!!!'/><author><name>Black War Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01371533588541113781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/3414/320/sea8455%20%287%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
