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1. You will look a pretentious twit. But before you cry out, consider the model of socialization familiar to first year and anyone cramming for final exams. Acting like a doctor is a crucial step to becoming a doctor, and House and Dr Greys are doctors who are also pretentious. Therefore, in order to become a doctor, you must wear your stethoscope out in public.</div>
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2. Doctors get upgraded to business class when flying. How else will the flight attendants be aware of your pending-doctor status if you don't wear you pink color steth?</div>
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3. There's scope for, ahem, role playing.</div>
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4. Think of the pick-up lines. "Excuse me encik, you just made my heart skip a beat. Care to hear?" or "I'm offering free health checks to all attractive male, and you most certainly qualify."</div>
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5. If you plan on going into surgery or psychiatry, this may be the only opportunity you get to wear your stethoscope. How many surgeons have you seen wear stethoscope on ward rounds?</div>
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6. "Stand back, I'm a doctor" sounds much more impressive if you look like one. And no one will question your doctor qualifications if you are wearing a stethoscope. </div>
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7. It's a great party trick. You can conduct full cardiovascular examinations on your friends. Not only do they get free healthcare, but it makes you seem super intelligent because you can tell them that their hearts are normal.</div>
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8. Eavesdropping. Forget holding glasses up to walls or casting listening charms -- if your friends are having a super secret conversation next door, you can simply hold your stethoscope to the wall and listen to all the dirty gossip. </div>
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9. It's great revision for clinical exams. If you're wearing your stethoscope on a long train trip back from the country, imagine how many times you can listen to your heart and lungs. You'll be a pro at identifying normal breath sounds by the end of it and you can always practice on the other passengers too. I'm sure they'll appreciate it. </div>
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10. Hitting someone with a stethoscope hurts. Therefore, wearing your stethoscope on those long walks between hospitals, market, and you house area means you always have a weapon on hand should should you find yourself in less-than-pleasant company.</div>
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Please note, this is an entirely facetious list. Don't wear your stethoscope outside the hospital, please. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-67104781684154848762012-10-07T09:04:00.000+08:002012-10-07T09:05:21.497+08:00Nak jadikan saya mantu tak? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Aku jumpa gambar ni kat Facebook. So rasa lah nak share kaan. Kot-kot pasal gambar ni ada pulak memakcik kat luar sana yang titibe nak jadikan aku mantu kaaan. hiks~ </div>
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Saja nak letak gambar ni jugak biar memakcik pikir 7x nak reject aku. Ha! bagikan dan biarkan aku layan perasaan, nak perasan 2 minit jap. =p</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-26579253368432705042012-10-06T01:27:00.002+08:002012-10-06T01:34:10.024+08:00Thank You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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First of all, I would like to congratulate this young man, a friend of mine Dr Carlos on his fantastic achievement. Congratulation, Carlos. </div>
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I wonder, in our next 10 years, will our jokes still be funny? Will we still remember everything we learned in med school and still remember everything about Jogja, rumah atas pokok, spagetti, OVJ, sup telor, rock kapak, word seek puzzles, hidden games, FIFA, dan semuanya lah?! Maybe if you're free one day, we could get a cup of coffee. We could sit and talk about all of the funny things that happened during our medical school, looking back and seeing things about us that make us smile, that remind us how much fun it could be especially all the times we had together. </div>
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I hope you are doing good and living life the way you wanted to, and have gained enough perspective to know that something doesn't have to last forever to have value. Six years of friendship, and still counting... and I will look forward to witnessing all your future achievements. Last but not least, not even least.. Carlos, Thank you, Thank you for everything... </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-36772670079207139122012-10-05T08:37:00.001+08:002012-10-05T08:39:23.951+08:00Hari Terakhir... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-83496848079115097862012-09-30T08:14:00.003+08:002012-09-30T08:14:20.345+08:00LABIL<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For as long as I can remember in my own life, I've had a hard time connecting to people. I've never let myself get too attached, but when I do I am very loyal and loving. Ok, mood sekarang LABIL! hiks~ <br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-27376410019226773642012-09-29T01:46:00.000+08:002012-09-30T08:15:46.752+08:00Ada Apa Dengan Sebuah Pesawat<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Ada apa dengan sebuah pesawat?" Walaupun hanya gambar, tapi aku rasa senang hati bila tgk gambar ni. Gambar yang plg aku suka di antara semua gambar yang patient schizophrenia aku lukis. Mereka memang ada "BAKAT" dlm genetic maupun imagination. Ye, mereka memang sakit... tapi mereka mempunyai kelebihan yang banyak orang tak memilikinya. Mereka dikatakan GILA, tapi mereka mampu membuat orang lain tersenyum dan ketawa mendengar cerita mereka, apatah lagi melihat lukisan-lukisan mereka. Adakah kita yang dikatakan WARAS mampu melakukannya, membuat orang lain merasa senang dan gembira?Jom kita fikir-fikirkan okie? =)</span></div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-61085816983396548482012-09-15T20:54:00.002+08:002012-09-15T20:56:15.340+08:00Ketok-Ketok Syawal<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Assalamualaikum</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Raya dah nak habis. Puasa 6 pun aku terlepas tahun ni, tapi rumah terbuka sempat pulak pergi. Isk... Perangaaaaaiiiiiii!!!! Tak sennunnuh! Sebenarnya aku baru balik dari open house Al-Farouq. Bukti? Atas tu ada jemputan dari Ain. ahaks~ </div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Dari luar rumah, gaya macam bukan open house. Nasib baik tak sesat. 1st time aku datang rumah ni, terkezut panda bear bila tengok rumah diorang. Mak aih, besar, mewah dan meriah!!! =) Alhamdulillah, ada jugak member yang duduk rumah baggelow mewah cenggini... </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-Z8oEq3dLjChoq2CZ22BBzQGOK_edOIrjmWraQhZ7MyrNetpPYYIZpMEdPBLY6yjr-o3JKGUSVlS5zu46wb0DLv-iDLOqjlw40ED4Re5CCryKn_GBsHC8RebdVsoInUZ8hIsdWxSFiOc/s1600/SelamatHariRaya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-Z8oEq3dLjChoq2CZ22BBzQGOK_edOIrjmWraQhZ7MyrNetpPYYIZpMEdPBLY6yjr-o3JKGUSVlS5zu46wb0DLv-iDLOqjlw40ED4Re5CCryKn_GBsHC8RebdVsoInUZ8hIsdWxSFiOc/s400/SelamatHariRaya.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Banyak juadah yang disediakan. Lepas makan nasi minyak dengan rendang, makan sepiring roti jala dengan kari, sambung lagi nasi impit dengan rendang, sambung lagi dengan kek buah, sambung lagi dengan buah tembikai dan beberapa cawan air anggur. Aku pun kagum mana aku sumbat semua makanan ni. Mana lah tak debab kaaan. Tapi kan, banyak-banyak menu ni, menu yang paling aku suka lah kan, air anggur diorang. Memang sedap sangat! Mintak resepi buat air anggur sedap camtu boleh tak? ahaks~ </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-68477763179040465072012-09-10T18:50:00.006+08:002012-09-10T19:23:16.700+08:00Tips for Healthy Hair<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Assalamualaikum</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigGt6EyGi3kfkMtGjcF2vUycwCn7kvc50iCu6SS-Jtk5u41ZGb31lGDlSa_wNquH28KZ7Sd-s-yxhw6nvL1jrgB8hkretKUGb8BMbXKNeGYRSYuWmA_gYa0-NNLK1kH6D7HnALsgTnTaJl/s1600/bawang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigGt6EyGi3kfkMtGjcF2vUycwCn7kvc50iCu6SS-Jtk5u41ZGb31lGDlSa_wNquH28KZ7Sd-s-yxhw6nvL1jrgB8hkretKUGb8BMbXKNeGYRSYuWmA_gYa0-NNLK1kH6D7HnALsgTnTaJl/s400/bawang.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jackie Chan <span style="background-color: #f7f7f7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">on Bawang Shampoo:</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #f7f7f7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><b><u>“Every man should own one bottle.”</u></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #f7f7f7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><b><u><br />
</u></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">Memiliki rambut bersinar-sinar, bervolume, panjang mengurai seperti xie qiuping menjadi idaman sesetengah orang dan itu sudah wajib tidak termasuk aku. Memang aku nak rambut panjang mengurai dah macam k****la**k dengan panjang 5.627 m (18 ft 5.54 in)? Thanks, but no thanks! =)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">Nak dijadikan penyebab aku pergi gunting rambut hari ni semuanya berpunca akibat sikap manusia yang suka sangat bakar sampah merata-rata, merokok sini sana. Akibatnya, suhu kat Jakarta ni mendadak naik 47 degree. *sedikit lebai disini* So, waktu tengah asek merasa bersalah melihat kepingan-kepingan rambut gugur bak musim bunga berguguran, tiba-tiba penggunting rambut ni pun bagilah beberapa tips untuk mengubat kepiluan hati aku ni. Hah, la ni lah cek nak share dengan semua orang. Apa lagi yang pakai tudung. Stay tuned!!! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LrG37dlicgHoIaKc8VZra8LZAeFiBDqEo6BCJwuY6oIknppPvgyGDWNevVbpVZ5UgYT4iHG5xIl13nQAJf8sHT-GGNco8yYqm9C1AVaFHPhsUY0ayKJTHWb___j9EXeq7Y8LrHWCeiI5/s1600/tips+rambut+sihat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LrG37dlicgHoIaKc8VZra8LZAeFiBDqEo6BCJwuY6oIknppPvgyGDWNevVbpVZ5UgYT4iHG5xIl13nQAJf8sHT-GGNco8yYqm9C1AVaFHPhsUY0ayKJTHWb___j9EXeq7Y8LrHWCeiI5/s400/tips+rambut+sihat.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-23699837692778499602012-09-10T00:23:00.000+08:002012-09-10T00:23:35.491+08:00Coffee, Tea or Me?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Assalamualaikum</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Agak-agak korang rindu tak kat aku sebab dah lama tak update blog ni? Ala, ngaku jela kalau rindu. =) Hari ni memang aku takda keje dan tak payah pergi keje. So, memandangkan aku takut lah kalau kalau otak aku titibe atrophy sebab takde keje, ada baiknya lah aku kongsi cerita pagi ni aku mengalami krisis coffee break or tea time? Ni lah masalah yang selalu jadi kalau weekend, sebab aku confuse... nak minum kopi ke nak minum teh?<br />
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At last...korang rasa rasa aku minum apa? Kopi ke teh? Ahaks~Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-25457205133654532942012-04-18T23:34:00.002+08:002012-04-18T23:41:26.219+08:00Impression<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FuZDcL4jVhmMAH4rqs1472nQhNoNTFwBJWD-8SZpHIVwhpntrkGV8SMywuj3hIcwm2RFMZ7L-qV9zMadPvuX0TlrAitV1lcyr5PcquIF9e6mRA643HjBCNBod_bUlEzWwQQTKI2kyOqr/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FuZDcL4jVhmMAH4rqs1472nQhNoNTFwBJWD-8SZpHIVwhpntrkGV8SMywuj3hIcwm2RFMZ7L-qV9zMadPvuX0TlrAitV1lcyr5PcquIF9e6mRA643HjBCNBod_bUlEzWwQQTKI2kyOqr/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732766343072618562" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "><p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Far more often than any of us like to admit, our actions are driven by an inner desire to impress other people. This desire is often reflected in the brand name products we use, the bars and restaurants we frequent, the houses and cars we buy and the careers we choose.</span></p><p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >But are name brand products, fancy bars, houses and cars really that impressive? What about a person who holds an elite position in a career field they dislike? Some of these things might capture our attention for a minute or two, but they won’t hold it for long.</span></p><p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Why? Because tangible possessions are not as impressive as intangible qualities.</span></p><p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Consider the following questions:</span></p><ul style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 40px; list-style-type: square; "><li style="padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >He drives a Porsche, but can he truly afford the car payment?</span></li><li style="padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >He owns a big house, but is it a loving household?</span></li><li style="padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >He makes a lot of money, but does he enjoy what he does for a living?</span></li></ul><p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >You get the idea. Whenever the answer to questions like these is ‘no,’ the subject who initially appeared to be impressive no longer does.</span></p><p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Now take a moment and imagine a person who loves what he does for a living, smiles frequently and bleeds passion in every breath he takes. Would he impress you? Would it matter that he wasn’t a millionaire?</span></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-25919583705567609772011-12-26T20:24:00.009+08:002011-12-26T21:01:17.192+08:00MASH<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLvv_gFvj7TGlwbT7xPzlvi4oS-8AwRv17WMt_eYLbn8_fGHW4PUHs49oKfdlBKAxXBXNCr5svGI7RHvq34E0pNHly6exrQMdEASdFOHbqgIK6C-TQB7O_mPaydkRiGFJDSz1q__U619u2/s1600/mashgame.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLvv_gFvj7TGlwbT7xPzlvi4oS-8AwRv17WMt_eYLbn8_fGHW4PUHs49oKfdlBKAxXBXNCr5svGI7RHvq34E0pNHly6exrQMdEASdFOHbqgIK6C-TQB7O_mPaydkRiGFJDSz1q__U619u2/s400/mashgame.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690420348472857314" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Have you been curious about your future mate? I do! Like, Who is my perfect match? What kind of car will I drive and where I live? What type of occupations suit me the most?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">MASH! yes, MASH game. Have you played this game before? I used to play this game ALL the time. oh, and I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be living somewhere warm year-round in a villa house and driving a white colored BMW! ;p I tell you, these aren't always 100% accurate, but they never fail to entertain. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So I just played the game, and here's <a href="file:///C:/Users/Dr%20Keyra%20Halim/Pictures/MASH%20(playing).htm">my great life. </a></div><div><br /></div><div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Your husband's name is </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">rich</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> and you have </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">3</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> children. You're a(n)</span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Interior designer</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> who drives to work every day in a </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">peach Lexus Hybrid</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">.</span> </div></div><div><span><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="text-align: justify; ">Isn't that cool??? Perfectow!! *blink blink eyes*</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-90960128835236791792011-12-17T22:35:00.011+08:002012-09-10T19:25:34.802+08:00pampering oh pampering<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji1_J2_NzfaE4S3BAX-WDn9NM2muL9BWXl6LhHlNSbE1miqKBn4xoAcQQFWkhr2Sqiex_XBex5eekBw7vjbAYqOKODVbxQff_H2DRZr70y_YMjGLg0gBxnFbmbamo_ovBaa3EL9Qf5dqEJ/s1600/natural-skin-products.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687135911224941842" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji1_J2_NzfaE4S3BAX-WDn9NM2muL9BWXl6LhHlNSbE1miqKBn4xoAcQQFWkhr2Sqiex_XBex5eekBw7vjbAYqOKODVbxQff_H2DRZr70y_YMjGLg0gBxnFbmbamo_ovBaa3EL9Qf5dqEJ/s400/natural-skin-products.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px;" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">As time flies with leaps and limits, I am gradually entangling among hectic daily life affairs. Pressures of work and the welcoming responsibilities are simply breaking my mental peace. It becomes impossible to think relaxing hours. So I think its a duty taking time out to pamper myself and gain a better relationship with my body. I know, different things work for different people but personally, I enjoy myself pampering and pampering my body :p</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div><div style="text-align: justify;">So what comes under pampering? Trust me, it doesn't have to be expensive!</div><div><ul><li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">moisturize my hands each night before bed. I love Yves Rocher's peche jaune (yellow peace) silky lotion.When you open the bottle, you literally smell the peaches, like they were crushed and juiced on the spot. Also, like it says, it is a very silky velvety lotion that dries very quickly on my skin and leaves it hydrated. And yes, it worth my money.</span></span></li>
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">regular haircuts. Bob style is one of my favorite, I tell you!</span></span></li>
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">condition my hair intensively once a week. For hair, I use Body Shop's Rain Forest Shine shampoo, conditioner and moisture hair butter. Oh, and also Yves Rocher's capucine nasturtium anti dandruff shampoo. I simply love em. No reasons why...</span></span></li>
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">cleansed, toned & moisturised face twice a day using all the products from Natasya. Ahha, No comment!</span></span></li>
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">next to perfume, my other crack is shower gels. When I saw the shower gel from the new Moroccan Rose Collection at the Body Shop, I knew I had to pick it up. It smells lovely and moisturizes skin with a soothing, sensual fragrance. Oh, what a treat!!!</span></span></li>
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">get facial massages as often as I can afford to. To Natasya skin center, u serve me well for the past 3 years. :) Thank you!</span></span></li>
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Life is supposed to be FUN. I'm not here to play by anyone’s rulebook, but to get out there and live life on my own terms. How about do something that shocks people? Take a spontaneous road trip. oh, like the one we did in Samosir Island? What a beautiful trip it was though. Seriously!!! or perhaps, laugh til my stomach hurts with my girlfriends. Seriously I miss them. Step so far outside my comfort zone that I forget how to get back. Skip. Play. Run. Dance wildly around my house in my underwear. Giggle. Be silly. Drive down the road with the windows down and the radio blasting. Car dance and DARE people to laugh at me. Sometimes I’ve just gotta leave serious matters behind for awhile and get back in touch with what makes me SMILE. Life is too short to settle for anything less than happy. So today, I charge you and me with this: Dwell on what makes us happy…and let the rest go. You’ll be amazed at how high you can fly when you leave some of the baggage behind...</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-34996593502155568282011-08-18T10:13:00.009+08:002011-10-17T18:08:50.868+08:00Food from the hearts<span class="Apple-style-span" >How has everyone's day of fasting been so far? still good? Ha! I'm good. very good. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Few days ago, my family and I were planning to give out some grocery items, I called it as 'Food from the Hearts' to help out a little bit to the needy ones in our area anyway we can. So, all the family members, aunts, uncles were willing to donate something so as to make this Food From The Hearts program successful. I've been very excited and pointed myself as a volunteer. So I helped my mother out to buy some grocery items and packed them in one plastic bag to give to the poor people here.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Quite honestly, the poor old people here really live difficultly. But just a reminder to us that even though most of them here don't have the fraction of what we have, but they still had a big smile in their faces and thankful to God of the life that was given to them. They just don't have the time to whine about the hard life they had everyday (Ok, I admit I'm one of those kind of people that would complained and whined about the hard life.) :( . </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >All in all, it was really a good feeling to give out to them. The smiles and the tears of joy from the needy ones are enough already to be thankful to God of the blessings that we received everyday. After spending some times with them over the last few days, I have to tell you, I feel very wealthy. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Bersyukur sangat-sangat rasanya... </span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-90268534926392236392011-07-19T14:32:00.004+08:002011-07-19T14:51:25.480+08:00GoodBye, Harry Potter.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbiCT3tl7VvyiKrLY6Ij63pz-e9_B-68kwyJPWTqg7KZ4P8h_8T80su7LNBCihCq003MNbO_NFza7e6d16y20HC9TG-tC80t7syIR7TXZqPGxI8ZyzKOaZW6G9jRV_UgPj2mugwSZnCmp4/s1600/tumblr_loi66zPBuc1qdac91o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbiCT3tl7VvyiKrLY6Ij63pz-e9_B-68kwyJPWTqg7KZ4P8h_8T80su7LNBCihCq003MNbO_NFza7e6d16y20HC9TG-tC80t7syIR7TXZqPGxI8ZyzKOaZW6G9jRV_UgPj2mugwSZnCmp4/s400/tumblr_loi66zPBuc1qdac91o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630951518909563922" /></a><br />I don't actually have the boxed set but I've got all seven books separately. For me, they're just flat-out amazing. Harry Potter and The Deathly Hollows was my favorite, the thickest one! I get sucked into the lives of the characters so quickly. FYI, I've downloaded the movie (Deathly Hollows part II) and watched it. Seriously it deserves 5 stars. Oh, come on! I don't want any hate mail. Spare me your snobbishness and ignorance... I just tell you the truth. ;pUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-59064465584481134252011-07-07T21:12:00.004+08:002011-07-07T21:44:51.717+08:00An exchange of beauty and money<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW4DqZvrmvPW3e3T_jOZN-WANhoEHL3taq26gP4vRE8ijXH3c9b64stKpZFgI4m-ann3_v0w5CGQq3kNRYyxtOSKQ6TyFrEyuuZ3UPGhnY5eqc33wsnyS4oxbvFYTi6va66j4-wgFkR4fB/s1600/fjggia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW4DqZvrmvPW3e3T_jOZN-WANhoEHL3taq26gP4vRE8ijXH3c9b64stKpZFgI4m-ann3_v0w5CGQq3kNRYyxtOSKQ6TyFrEyuuZ3UPGhnY5eqc33wsnyS4oxbvFYTi6va66j4-wgFkR4fB/s400/fjggia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626605942845888226" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Its a very interesting article. I'm so glad that a young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(89, 89, 89); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(89, 89, 89); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; ">Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?</span></div><div> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(89, 89, 89); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; "><span class="apple-style-span">I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here. I'm 25 this year. I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above.</span> <span class="apple-style-span">You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York.</span> <span class="apple-style-span">My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married?</span></span><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you?</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit.</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"> <span class="apple-style-span">If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden(?), $250k annual income is not enough.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height: 115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">2) Which age group should I target?</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height: 115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">3) Why most wives of the riches are only average-looking? I've met a few girls who don't have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys.</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">4) How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married)</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height: 115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">Ms. Pretty</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">A philosophical reply from CEO of J.P. Morgan:</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">Dear Ms. Pretty,</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. Please allow me to analyse your situation as a professional investor.</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height: 115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"> <span class="apple-style-span">My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope</span> <span class="apple-style-span">everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here.</span> <span class="apple-style-span">From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you. The answer is very simple, so let me explain.</span> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of "beauty" and "money" : Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square.</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"> <span class="apple-style-span">However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year.</span> <span class="apple-style-span">Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worse 10 years later.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a "trading position".</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959"> <span class="apple-style-span">If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or "leased".</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#595959">Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income.This has better chance than finding a rich fool.Hope this reply helps. If you are interested in "leasing" services, do contact me.</span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:#595959"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(89, 89, 89); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; ">signed,</span></div> <div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div> <span class="apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(89, 89, 89); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; "><div style="text-align: justify;">J.P. Morgan CEO</div></span><o:p></o:p><p></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-33700567710974284832011-07-03T10:20:00.003+08:002011-07-03T10:44:35.904+08:00Searching for Andrian Tan<div>damned if I do, damned if I don't. </div><div>still, I'm gonna find him even though he chose to disappear...</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-58837527578343426082011-07-02T22:39:00.004+08:002011-07-03T00:10:43.356+08:00Wild whisper<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTmWSiul1tJ34-rJCfVicMkSjkwemXOZhWUDBkhsr7MykbG8heYa1c9zd7fyM0PtpNY1gzfgsBJ-Ty7BsfKe67FCHyP61drXBMWZai77dSbu-71sGHKouRmuX5q3ETkEl5ftP3VlUJau4g/s1600/3157670102_6724d4301e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTmWSiul1tJ34-rJCfVicMkSjkwemXOZhWUDBkhsr7MykbG8heYa1c9zd7fyM0PtpNY1gzfgsBJ-Ty7BsfKe67FCHyP61drXBMWZai77dSbu-71sGHKouRmuX5q3ETkEl5ftP3VlUJau4g/s400/3157670102_6724d4301e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624787837833343314" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>If I could see the future and how this plays out</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I bet it's better than I am now</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>But after going through this</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>It's easier to see the reason why</i></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I wake up every morning and ask myself, "What am I doing here anyway with the weight of all those disappointments?" I wanna scream but I'm down to my last breath that I started looking for a warning sign. I break all my thoughts hit the floor and keep telling myself actions speak louder than words. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I think I'd learn my lesson by now that I'd learn the cost of love. After this time spent alone and thinking about the better times, I'm finally getting better cause the day I thought I'd never get through, I got over it. I've no doubt. One day, the sun will come out and I know in my belly, I've never alone. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I try to see the good in life but good things in life are hard to find. I wanna do something that matters, something better with the time I've been given and I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life... More and more I start to realize I can hold my head high. Now it all seems so clear, there's nothing left to fear cause that's when fears will usually led me blind. So I make my way by finding what's real. Cause there is no guarantee that this life is easy. I know its worth in the end and I finally learned to believe whatever will be, WILL BE. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-87519656912401122202011-06-24T22:47:00.004+08:002011-06-24T23:51:14.009+08:00Too bad<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrcwuzuj9HFqqVTh8dP-o-vAAxS2OTa3RaBHwfPMro5Z5hpO7qaGPlGQhOuYfLzLIODLg881qWbgLEg47pw2tGwFWtz9JqK0WhBw1-jLmqXlGQ0m9lY3iahIKxDI_Dv95q_0EDZk_TkKUb/s1600/lonely23.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrcwuzuj9HFqqVTh8dP-o-vAAxS2OTa3RaBHwfPMro5Z5hpO7qaGPlGQhOuYfLzLIODLg881qWbgLEg47pw2tGwFWtz9JqK0WhBw1-jLmqXlGQ0m9lY3iahIKxDI_Dv95q_0EDZk_TkKUb/s400/lonely23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621813942002745586" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">I've got a lot of things going through my mind. A lot has happened and a lot is still going on to happen. But certain things are not going to happen anyways. Too bad. When I get too excited about something, it doesn't happen. Things do not always go according to plan and I need to let go of having things come out my way. Wouldn't it be nice if there were a way to fast forward past my pain? Just press a button and speed up time to a point where I feel more balanced and rational. </span><span class="Apple-style-span">I hope you guys had a good day because I didn't. Something just doesn't seem quite right...</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-49697993101302071162011-06-11T12:33:00.005+08:002011-06-11T12:52:28.625+08:0015 things money can't buy for me...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4SLaJDJ5z_XgnuVkDFi9p2bc8-YC7ma3ejtsjlNEhXVDhhFpCZkQVRWWQkU6_fKNIM3ezinS_a4EVqgDdlMut9vQpD3Qb4ngO_Z5ccM7wdlifM_Xg0gPkxNUqCl99Dc5K4018mUUmCe1/s1600/rman4824l.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4SLaJDJ5z_XgnuVkDFi9p2bc8-YC7ma3ejtsjlNEhXVDhhFpCZkQVRWWQkU6_fKNIM3ezinS_a4EVqgDdlMut9vQpD3Qb4ngO_Z5ccM7wdlifM_Xg0gPkxNUqCl99Dc5K4018mUUmCe1/s400/rman4824l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616816592155807874" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal">1. Marrying someone, a lovely, a genius, an understanding, and no-need-to-be-that-handsome husband and… sleeping right next to someone I truly love.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">2. Getting a second chance. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">3. Someone dedicates “Marry your daughter” to my father or to me. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">5. Eat and eat but never gain weight. Who wants to look ike an ugly monster in her wedding gown? <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">7. Surrounded by kind-hearted people- A sweet and down-to-earth mom, a soft-spoken-and-know-just-the-right-thing-to-say and generous-hearted dad, kaklong, abang long, angah, kak wani, uncles, aunties, close friends.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">8. waking up after having a great dream, realizing its weekend and curling up for another 45 minutes of sleep.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">9. Someone tells me “yes” when I expected them to say “no” or being called beautiful when I’m not wearing any make up or fancy clothes. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">10. Seeing two elderly folks who are madly in love- atok and nenek and seeing the person who makes my heart race even if it’s just for a few seconds or seeing someone else laugh hysterically. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">11. I’m not a good cook so when I cook something and everyone likes it. It makes me happy! <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">12. The look on my parents face when I make them proud.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">13. Getting a creative, well thought out gift, rather than an ordinary one, especially from the special one. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">14. Looking into the eyes of my best friend and know, without a doubt, that I can trust her. Yeap, I can trust and trust her. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">15. Last but not least, go on a date. Seretly! :p</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-85015487729642460082011-06-10T22:14:00.008+08:002011-06-11T00:45:15.783+08:0025 lessons<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Lo3-EcxdDvWwyECeBYQSvvA7J6AgONY_oTwocUKEZ0sBbd9mYuGHEWW19-iGMPZfR3Df2_6YWheuS8uwRrJKLIYkAOoJBmAmKabtHKGuS4hF5CGmo76yhijLCNhbsIYA1VwydCRRDfgL/s1600/no+and+know.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Lo3-EcxdDvWwyECeBYQSvvA7J6AgONY_oTwocUKEZ0sBbd9mYuGHEWW19-iGMPZfR3Df2_6YWheuS8uwRrJKLIYkAOoJBmAmKabtHKGuS4hF5CGmo76yhijLCNhbsIYA1VwydCRRDfgL/s400/no+and+know.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616627202435148754" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Hello.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This week I've just going through the motions, and it makes me thinking... how many times this week have I remembered to slow down and breathe and put myself and my need first? And I realized, life is not normal anymore...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Well, normal is a scam. Doesn’t exist!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Think about all the things I would love to tell myself if I could travel back in time to give my younger self some advice about life. I wish I knew... And there are 25 lessons I learned by age 25.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">1. My family is my everything.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">2. We don't know when we will fall sick or die or get married. What I want to say is, just be good and kind to others. If you hate some people, just let them go and don't hurt their feeling. We don't know when we or that person will die. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">3. Don't wait for people to smile. Show them how. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">4. Help an elderly person carry something.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">5. Time heals all wounds, regardless of how I feel right now.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">6. Most of the time, what I'm looking for is right in front of me.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">7. People deserve a second chance. Not a third. Not a forth.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">8. If I want to feel rich, just count all the great things I have that money can't buy.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">9. I don't need a certain number of friends, just a number of friends I can be certain of.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">10. Negativity breeds more negativity.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">11. If I want love, I give love. If I want friends, I need to be friendly. And if I want money, I provide value. It is simple. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">12. Appreciate people the way they are.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">13. Offer my seat to someone when there aren't any left.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">14. Do a little something extra to make someone's life easier.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">15. Use all the manners I learned at home.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">16. Give without expecting to get back.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">17. Excel at what I do. People appreciate professionals.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">18. Its okay to be angry. Its never okay to be cruel.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">19.Money and stuff are not all that important. It gets old fast, So feed our soul, not our ego.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">20. Good looks attract the eyes. Personality attracts the heart.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">21. Relationship should help you, not hurt you. Spend time with nice people who are smart, driven and like-minded. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">22. All I know is that when it comes to losing, I've mastered the art, Back then, I was convinced a handsome prince would find me. Every little girl knows the story how the prince met Cinderella. I never questioned the possibility of my life not being filled with sweet lollipops. *cause I'm sweet, as sweet as lollipop. :p* I realize I don't need a handsome prince to rescue me. And I will love again. Believe!</div><div style="text-align: justify;">23. Have a little fun while I can.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">24. I'm lucky to be in field where I think for a living.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">25. I love the way I am. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">My story was never read. It had missing pieces and I've skipped lines I should have said but were too afraid to say...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Why?</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I'll never know....</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Till then, bye!</div><div><p></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-49844850792134958122011-05-29T11:25:00.004+08:002011-05-29T12:23:02.485+08:00The Masquerade<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwaygftzmEW1-rFjKNRp5u8fUz0XgzGs6y3Bb43DAENxs7jUbSxTwxOth8H_5D2XFyCs-aYUMMs9kycFFX9eqWd56PJ9i59z-Q82vIDKEVc808UqVioA2viVyZdwkipdXH2ZJ2NmAdgoQ/s1600/black-masquerade-mask.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwaygftzmEW1-rFjKNRp5u8fUz0XgzGs6y3Bb43DAENxs7jUbSxTwxOth8H_5D2XFyCs-aYUMMs9kycFFX9eqWd56PJ9i59z-Q82vIDKEVc808UqVioA2viVyZdwkipdXH2ZJ2NmAdgoQ/s400/black-masquerade-mask.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611988758949152338" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I'm going to the Masquerada party next week but where do I look or go to obtain a masquerade mask for that party?</div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Masquerade masks can be small pieces that only cover the eyes to large masks that may include oversized nose. There are no limitations on the type of mask I can wear to the party. In fact the sky is the limit for these masks that I'm searching for. I know if I truly want to make a splash at the masquerade, I should think about ways to come up with eye-catching masquerade mask but the truth is, I am a low-key person, a very low-key person, I may just want to stick with a simple one-color mask that only covers my eyes. I think it's best to choose mask that don't cover my mouth so that I can eat and drink easily. Moreover, this Masquerade party is not a Venetian-style masquerade at all that requires me to wear a full-face mask. ;p</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Frankly speaking, I also don't have any dress to wear. I know if I'm invited to a masquerade party, it is very important that I follow the dress code established in the invitation. I am not exactly the epitome of feminine grace and beauty and the most vital part is I did not dare to venture out while dresses in any of the feminine finery-the dress. I think I may go with semi-formal attire. I promise! No jeans! No sneakers! and No T-shirts!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> What ever it is, I'm going to the party. yeay!!! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-18556957229480692242011-05-20T17:13:00.005+08:002011-05-20T19:08:47.906+08:00Bedroom<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyDIrrbD_Vhx2ieOohLdBhSoCl-wRvYwBq1ygEgDsagejdJF22KLS0P_fF0MhRjP9-uzjBz9Xgll3_fXv4wC9Y0K_gxgehTSW0reG_8wCQAB-hX0Xvt8vdTo8qLju2vj5DQMbXuhxFE1Ce/s400/my+bedroom.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608725403383592898" /><div><div style="text-align: justify;">Do you ever wonder why certain places mean so much to certain people? When I think of my bedroom, I realize why some people are touchy about who goes in their room or who has been touching things in their home, it is because those things are important to them and may have some meaning. Over the years, my room has changed from being a "kid" room to being a "teenage" room. Frankly, I'm sort of a pack rat so I keep everything from old clothes to my childhood stuffed animals which are all neatly sitting in this room. I put many things in my bedroom sometimes it feels so crowded and messy. In turn, this will disrupt the atmosphere of complete rest. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilw09nuVizBvs7XVkTwwUKQC44oAikIjFMOxiqaoU5JAGBpQOcQFT4QoZhqA-Q4aAY19BelV1DWirJKBnJu0fEo73BIT4SbtXijo5AKHq2h67FwJq8ouQdea-9mgdqndW-id9lqVPms-wU/s1600/my+future+dream+bedroom.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilw09nuVizBvs7XVkTwwUKQC44oAikIjFMOxiqaoU5JAGBpQOcQFT4QoZhqA-Q4aAY19BelV1DWirJKBnJu0fEo73BIT4SbtXijo5AKHq2h67FwJq8ouQdea-9mgdqndW-id9lqVPms-wU/s400/my+future+dream+bedroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608725412756211346" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilw09nuVizBvs7XVkTwwUKQC44oAikIjFMOxiqaoU5JAGBpQOcQFT4QoZhqA-Q4aAY19BelV1DWirJKBnJu0fEo73BIT4SbtXijo5AKHq2h67FwJq8ouQdea-9mgdqndW-id9lqVPms-wU/s1600/my+future+dream+bedroom.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>I love love love this bedroom design. I love it! Sweet and cozy. It was a joy to look through this photo. Alluring design and colours of the modern bedroom perfectly turn this bedroom into a kingdom of style and comfort then I certainly like the combination of high functionality with the luxurious look. The bedroom set fill every corner of the room with coziness and fashion providing an excellent place to relax and enjoy serene dream. It also can make this bedroom a much needed retreat, offering comfort in contemporary style. </div><div><br /></div><div>Now you're really thinking that I'm comparing both of the rooms like I'm comparing you to Kate Middleton. Caught ya! You might be true but heck, no! No, I'm not! My point is that where you live affects the way you feel. Neatness cost nothing. Better to live in a one-room apartment that is clean, than a mansion that's a mess. When I get successful, I'll quit living like a rat. Nah, that is so wrong! So, babe lets go buy a mop and a broom and clean the room! Now! Apa lagi, jom la kemas bilik tu... </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-79286029128839485842011-04-24T23:04:00.001+08:002011-04-24T23:07:44.161+08:00Menutup aib<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "><p>Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam pernah bersabda:</p><p>مَنْ نَفَّسَ عَنْ مُؤْمِنٍ كُرْبَةً مِنْ كُرَبِ الدُّنْيَا، نَفَّسَ اللهُ عَنْهُ كُرْبَةً مِنْ كُرَبِ يَوْمِ الْقِيَامَةِ، وَمَنْ يَسَّرَ عَلَى مُعْسِرٍ يَسَّرَ اللهُ عَلَيْهِ فِي الدُّنْيَا وَاْلآخِرَةِ، وَمَنْ سَتَرَ مُسْلِمًا سَتَرَهُ اللهُ فيِ الدُّنْيَا وَاْلآخِرَةِ، وَاللهُ فِي عَوْنِ الْعَبْدِ مَا كَانَ الْعَبْدُ فِي عَوْنِ أَخِيْهِ ..</p><p>“Siapa yg melepaskan dari seorang mukmin satu kesusahan yg sangat dari kesusahan dunia niscaya Allah akan melepaskan dari satu kesusahan dari kesusahan di hari kiamat. Siapa yg memudahkan orang yg sedang kesulitan niscaya Allah akan memudahkan di dunia dan nanti di akhirat. Siapa yg menutup aib seorang muslim niscaya Allah akan menutup aib di dunia dan kelak di akhirat. Dan Allah senantiasa menolong hamba-Nya selama hamba-Nya itu menolong saudaranya.”</p><p></p><p> Sebagaimana disebutkan dlm hadits Abu Barzah Al-Aslami radhiyallahu ‘anhu dari Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam:</p><p>يَا مَعْشَرَ مَنْ آمَنَ بِلِسَانِهِ وَلَمْ يَدْخُلِ اْلإِيْمَانُ قَلْبَهُ، لاَ تَغْتَابُوا الْمُسْلِمِيْنَ، وَلاَ تَتَّبِعُوْا عَوْرَاتِهِمْ، فَإِنَّهُ مَنِ اتَّبَعَ عَوْرَاتِهِمْ يَتَّبِعِ اللهُ عَزَّ وَجَلَّ عَوْرَاتِهُ، وَمَنْ يَتَّبِعِ اللهُ عَوْرَتَهُ يَفْضَحْهُ فِي بَيْتِهِ</p><p>“Wahai sekalian orang yg beriman dgn lisan dan iman itu belum masuk ke dlm hatinya5. Janganlah kalian mengghibah kaum muslimin dan jangan mencari-cari/mengintai aurat6 mereka. Karena orang yg suka mencari-cari aurat kaum muslimin Allah akan mencari-cari auratnya. Dan siapa yg dicari-cari aurat oleh Allah niscaya Allah akan membongkar di dlm rumah .”</p><p></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902772968370773044.post-22335263928441294722011-01-29T20:30:00.006+08:002011-01-29T22:10:55.236+08:00Minggu 9 dari 10 minggu<div style="text-align: justify;">If my life were a movie, at that point a montage would have started playing showing me waking up at 5 AM everyday, walking to the hospital and standing at the operating table for hours. I may not enjoyed the surgery rotation as a whole, but the ordeal was absolutely worthwhile and vital to my development as a doctor.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaDwS7Rtk4wPgdq5jFrvsnVHRwLqlwofjUIgPEO2ap9nOLR5bi1vYXBP-RhAKEPgzPjQetLxfPFpVvCHlx00Lp_1w-2nydVyw41420VEVLa_RAq8DkXSpLmq0fWSEW1qyWpjh_eqxv8e1/s400/167508_1651768686414_1002917946_31477277_5493232_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567607911338997682" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(gambar groupmate sewaktu minor surgery exam. Kurang lebih, ini jugalah yang saya lakukan)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">At the end of the this week(week 9) , I'm done with my minor surgery exam and I felt so good after the exam. In fact, two days ago, while assisting in a sliding hernia repair operation, one of the surgeon kept asking questions and I was able to answer almost all of the questions. I think, he was instantly surprised with my performance and started to teach me- Touch and feel this. This is the external ring, inferior epigastric artery, femoral artery. Touch this. This one is spermatic cord. The white thing here is the inguinal ligament. So, when we are doing the bridging, we cut it anteromedially till we see the preperitoneal fat. bla... bla.. bla... Take the klem (how to spell it?) and klem here. Klem there. For this thing, use two klem. *oo yea. No more holding the retractor! hehe*. He quotes this to me too, "The good operation is not because of the good operator but the good assistant". Well, proud! proud! He explained so many things to me on that day. And for me, it was one of my favorite besides nefrectomy. Infact, he even told me it was a shame I did not want to be a surgeon because he felt I would be very successful. Wow, maybe surgeons can be nice. That was the nicest thing I've heard in these two months. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes, a surgeon can be like a beast but sometimes that 'beast' thing make them special. For instance, while operating the patient, you may think, "He's not so great when he gets angry over small things and yes, they are beasts,"but above all else, surgeons always have their eyes on the goal. No matter their personality deficiencies and quirks, no matter the obstacles, they will always take care of business for the sake of the patient. And that is what I called as a good beast! The consummate professional. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">But, surgery is not my thing. I had survived my two months, and that was enough for me. So long, and thanks for the memories. </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0