<?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-4128240909433492047</id><updated>2012-01-08T04:35:00.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~STARFLOWER~~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-7307746403666290796</id><published>2012-01-08T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T04:32:48.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>masa yang semakin pantas berlalu~~</title><content type='html'>hari ni tanggal 08/01/2012~~ tanpa sedar, masa berlalu pergi tanpa kita sedari.... tak terasa ku dah hbs dah 2 paper final exam....no comment la about the papers...(T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, tanggal 16-17 /01/2012 ~~ presentation Projek Sarjana Muda...even skrg pun aku tak siap pun ag experiment ku, menuggu last stage lagi...insyaallah siap....cuma tak dpt nak present full result...masuk thesis je la......cuak, debar, sejuk beku, jantung dupdap jek menanti saat2 presentation...ku dah dapat agak dah sapa bakal jadi panelku nanti...hukhuk....dah la ada panel dari industri....mmg ngeri r, belum present ag peluh dingin dah kuar....ku harap ku dapat present ngan baik.....amin~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next 2 weeks, tanggal 23/01/2012~~ im going back to sarawak...can't wait!!! dah masuk 4 bulan lbh ku di perantauan, tak sabar nak pijak tanah air sendiri.....hopefully dapat balik ke sarawak dengan selamat, perjalanan balik berjalan lancar....takut gak coz balik sorang lagi....n perjalanan dari pahang ke kl ke sarawak.....sangat laaaaa lamaaaa.....moga ku selamat sampai ke rumah nnti amin~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papun, masa berlalu semakin pantas terasa, mungkin pejam celik....pejam celik.....aku dah berada pada hari terakhir ku bergelar mahasisiwi UMP....masa yg berlalu tak dpt diputar kembali....so hargailah saat2 di mana anda bergelar mahasiswa, mahasiswi, pelajar sekolah sekalipun.....di saat kita pergi meninggalkan zaman ini, kita akan rindukannya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-7307746403666290796?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/7307746403666290796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=7307746403666290796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7307746403666290796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7307746403666290796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2012/01/masa-yang-semakin-pantas-berlalu.html' title='masa yang semakin pantas berlalu~~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-1469721754731739645</id><published>2011-12-11T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:00:25.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dingin hari ini....sedingin hati ku....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYODDQ2h9ho/TuR8lSfO5cI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SsseMae54-0/s1600/sad_undertree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYODDQ2h9ho/TuR8lSfO5cI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SsseMae54-0/s320/sad_undertree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684805609708250562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....sejak semalam lagi hujan turun mencurah2 tanpa henti, sejuk je sekarang ni....dingin...beku....sedingin dan sebeku hatiku saat ni.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...semalam sebab terlampau menurut perasaan yang tengah stress, ku terposting status ayat yg tak patut di fb, tak sangka ''org" tu komen... Aku tak tahu nak buat apa, speechless ada, sedih ada baca komen dia...Hari tu time aku msg dia tanya progress cam ne, Im waiting, menunggu msg dari dia, even satu msg jek....mahal sangat ke harga satu msg kalo nak dibandingkan dengan perasaan aku.... dah aku tengah stress dgn keja melambak2, mmg la satu saat, tangan dan otak ni tak akan mengikut kata hati.... aku tak harapkan pun berita baik, even tak dpt pun apa yg aku nak, aku terima je, tapi aku paling tak suka menunggu jawapan...waiting....i hate that word...papun aku dah delete dah status tu kat fb... sapa2 yg terbaca tu, mmg lucky la....Tak de pun best sangat status tuh, tapi aku taw dia mesti terasa... Maaf sangat2... kalo dia baca post kat blog ni, aku minta maaf sangat, mmg salah lepaskan perasaan yg tah pape tu kat laman muka buku cenggitu, but aku pun manusia biasa, aku bukan manusia sempurna, n for your information, hanya kau je yg aku kenal study sana, no one.... and your word kat komen tu tanpa kau sedari, telah sedikit menghiris hati ku....Tapi aku maafkan sebab aku pun satu, post yg bukan2...ko pun marah kan.... Im sorry fren....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...seyesly cakap, hari ni ku bgn tdo dengan perasaan yg dingin pas baca komen tu... Aku pun tak tw npe hatiku ni rasa semacam.... padahal aku tak pernah, jarang nak amek port bende2 remeh cam gni... Tapi tu r cam aku ckp td, aku pun manusia biasa, selalu je buat salah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sejuk nya la hari ni, besa kalo sejuk2 gnie aku kat katil dah landing, tapi hari ni kejap jek aku landing, sebab tu aku kata, aku pelik hari ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bila macam2 jek perkara jadi, masa pulak tak menyebelahi kita, aku hanya mampu berdoa dan memohon petunjuk dari yang maha berkuasa, Allah SWT.... Apa yg ku lalui hanya salah satu dugaan hidup tok aku.... So kawan2, kalo stress ke apa ke, fikir byk2 kalo nak post kat fb... karang menyesal tak sudah... Mohon petunjuk dari NYA... hidup ni tak boleh selalu harapkan pertolongan manusia, kena berdikari... pohonla pertolongan dari Allah SWT, hanya DIA yg berkuasa atas setiap apa yg berlaku.... Papun setiap yg berlaku ada hikmah yg tersembunyi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P/N: tok "A"  maaf kan kwn mu ini.....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-1469721754731739645?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/1469721754731739645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=1469721754731739645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1469721754731739645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1469721754731739645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2011/12/dingin-hari-inisedingin-hati-ku.html' title='dingin hari ini....sedingin hati ku....'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYODDQ2h9ho/TuR8lSfO5cI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SsseMae54-0/s72-c/sad_undertree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-608264207728540639</id><published>2011-10-16T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:50:07.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>masa lalu yang amat ku rindui~~</title><content type='html'>...tiba2 malam ni ku rasa amat sedih, ku amat rindukan family ku....terasa kalau boleh sekarang jugak ku terbang balik rumah...teremo sangat mlm ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku teringat ketika ku masih sekolah menengah dulu, bila balik sekolah petang2, aku akan menonton tv dengan atokku menonton drama indon dan filipina, atokku sangat suka menonton drama filipina yg femes time tuh...even dia tak faham diorang cakap ap..diri ini la yg sibuk menjawab apa yg dia tya....dia sangat minat ngan jericho rosales...pelakon yg baik katanya...now, atokku tak macam dulu, sekarang dia dah tak cergas dan aktif mcm dulu...jarang dah dia menonton tv, cuma baring jek....aku pun busy...sekarang pun dah berada di bumi pahang....so sad....teringat lagi, bila start jek cerita aku akan sibuk menjerit memanggil atokku, dan dia akan datang dengan tongkatnya....huhu...kadang2 aku akan tertido sambil menonton cerita tu.....dia dengan semangatnya akan menonton cita tu...kadang2 tertido jugak...hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu, sewaktu atok dan nenekku masih sihat, hujung2 minggu atau waktu cuti, aku akan selalu mengikut mereka ke sawah padi. Dengan menaiki sampan, kami hanya berbekalkan sedikit makanan dan air untuk bekalan dari pagi hingga ke petang. Selalunya pukul 7pg kami dah berangkat menyusuri sungai ke sawah padi.....kdang2 terpaksa meredah lumpur sekiranya air surut. Selalunya kami akan berangkat balik jam 4@5 petang....kdg2 sekiranya penat aku akan tertido je dekat pondok....aku rindukan kehijaun daun padi yg subur...seakan2 baru semalam je kenangan tu....masih segar di kotak minda ni.....sekarang ni atok dan nenek dah tak berapa sihat...semua ni akan jadi kenangan yang akan ku kenang sampai bila2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kenangan2 ni mula bermain2 di kotak minda ni, mulala air mata berderai jatuh....kerinduan ku pada kampung halaman, pada keluarga tercinta dan pada rakan2 yg jauh di mata....masa lalu yg sangat indah walaupun ada ketikanya pahit  bila waktu bergerak pantas, yang pahit tu akan bertukar menjadi manis, yang mampu diingati sampai akhir hayatku.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-608264207728540639?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/608264207728540639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=608264207728540639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/608264207728540639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/608264207728540639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2011/10/masa-lalu-yang-amat-ku-rindui.html' title='masa lalu yang amat ku rindui~~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2414223800865998090</id><published>2011-10-11T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:09:18.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...stress!!</title><content type='html'>....STRESS!!...nak pinjam kejap ayat famous dari Gary oppa (running man)...haha...ini je perkataan terbaik tok menggambarkan perasaan ku skrg ni...istilah stress ni menggambarkan tekanan @ tertekan dan yg sama waktu dengannya... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....dah la next 2 week cuti seminggu pulak, ku harap la lab bukak even cuti, kalo x bukak, makin stress la gamaknya...dah tu naik pas cuti seminggu kemudian cuti ag....cuti raya haji pulak seminggu+ngan midsem....cuti lagi....yg ni pun satu...ku harap gak lab beroperasi cam besa...dpt la ku continue ngan keja2 psmku....kalo zaman junior2 dulu, mmg la syok sangat kalo dpt cuti, dpt p jalan p mana2...sekarang ni kalo cuti pun dah x bermakna...huhuhu...ku harap sangat psm ku ni berjaya mendapat keputusan yg diinginkan....amin~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....kalo boleh, nak saja terbang balik rumah, huhu...really miss my family...wuaaa...hujung bulan 1 ni insyaallah baru boleh balik bercuti...lama ag tuh, lagi 3 bln lebih tuh..poket pulak dah kopak, dok makan megi je r pasni...huhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....nak wat camne, stress ni mmg kira dah asam garam hidup manusia, x de siapa yg boleh lari dari masalah...kena jugak cari jln penyelesaian.....so, berdoalah kepada Allah swt agar sentiasa ditenangkan hati dan segala yg diusahakan membuahkan hasil seperti yg diinginkan...amin~~ ^_^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2414223800865998090?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2738730949603289532</id><published>2011-09-22T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T05:19:31.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kehidupan ku sekarang~~</title><content type='html'>PSM, PD, PSM, PD.... alangkah indahnya kalo masa dapat diputar kembali...ku ingin kembali ke tahun 1, menjadi seorang freshie...x pun kembali ke zaman budak2 dulu, x perlu berfikir tentang masalah duniawi...tapi tu semua hanya angan2 yg x mungkin menjadi kenyataan. Sekarang ku berada di tahun akhir pengajian, kena siapkan PSM yg merungsingkan jiwa..mana nak fikir PSM ag, mana nak fikir PD ag....study ag...waaaaa...inilah dugaan yg terpaksa ditempuh untuk seorang yg bergelar pelajar@student@mahasiswa@mahasiswi.... Kena teruskan perjuangan untuk meraih segenggam ijazah yg bermakna dlm hidupku....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2738730949603289532?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2738730949603289532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2738730949603289532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2738730949603289532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2738730949603289532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2011/09/kehidupan-ku-sekarang.html' title='kehidupan ku sekarang~~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-197664618799173451</id><published>2011-09-17T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T02:39:15.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kembali ke sini.....</title><content type='html'>Pejam celik...celik pejam balik, dah habis dah cuti 4 bulan...bunyi macam lama, tapi tak terasa....byk perkara berlaku sepanjang tempoh empat bulan tu..................&lt;br /&gt;    Latihan industri selama 3 bulan @ 12 minggu tu meninggalkan pengalaman pahit manis dalam diri. Staff2 SIRIM Sarawak sangat baik and friendly sampaikan terasa sangat sedih nak berpisah ngan diorang. Last day LI, sempat lagi kena buli ngan pakcik pekerja sana. Ada ka patut, sedap2 jek dia sembunyikan sandleku dalam bilik meeting, giless sungguh..nak tak nak, terpaksa berkaki ayam pi cari sandle tu....haiyooo...saat nak meninggalkan tempat LI, bermacam2 perasaan ada..hepi ada sedih pun ada..bercampur2 r..papun, hope dapat bertemu kembali ngan mereka semua..kot2 ada rezeki keja kat sana...hahaha..amin2~~&lt;br /&gt;   Baru seminggu pas habis LI, terasa bosan dok rumah, last2, ku ikut member bekerja part time di Butik Almas Boulevard. First day mmg terasa sangat kaku macam patung. Pening kepala tak tahu nak buat apa, almaklum first time keja kat butik and jadi salesgirl. Mula2 tu memang terasa sangat malu nak melayan customer, tapi berkat tunjuk ajar dari member (kredit kpd Saftuyah) pandai jugak la sikit2 layan and mengayat customer ni. Macam2 jenis customer yg dijumpa, ada yg cerewat nak mampus, ada yg baik hati senang nak serve tak banyak songeh sangat. Ada gak yg buat hati panas, mcm2 la gelagat... tu tak lagi ngan anak2 dia agi, kadang2 satu kedai penuh ngan family diorang jek..haha..papun, pengajaran nya, dalam mencari rezeki tak perlu malu even keja sbg buruh sekali pun....at least tak da la duduk jek goyang kaki habiskan beras mak bapak kan....&lt;br /&gt;   Sekarang ni, aku dah balik semula ke ump yg tercinta, mula la balik stress ngan psm2, ngan pd ngan subjek2 lain ag....hope sem kali ni dapat dilalui ngan jayanya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~selamat memulakan sem baru tok rakan2 sekalian~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-197664618799173451?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/197664618799173451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&lt;/span&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Even kat UMP ni aku ‘agak gangster’ sikit la…haha..hari2 pegi kelas kuliah ngan otainya…jeans+selipar+jaket fakulti…tapi bila LI ni aku jadi skema+ladies sikit…berubah la kan…haha…pegi keja kena pakai formal la, seluar slack, blouse takpun baju kurung…bersandle…tahniah kepada diri sendiri… =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Satu je yg aku x suka….tiap hari hidup aku mmg 12 jam sehari untuk LI jek…12 jam lagi kat rmh…start bgn tdo kol 5.30pg, bersiap2 then trn keja kol 6.30 pg…dengan jam apa semua sampai2 office dlm kol 7 lbh gitu….kol 8pg dh masuk office hour…sampaila kol 5.00ptg….kecuali hari jumaat office hour sampai kol 4.45ptg jek…tapi disebabkan aku ni menumpang sedara yg kebetulan praktikal kat area yg sama n disebabkan hari jumaat pun dia balik keja kol 5 jugak, so nak tak nak kol 5 jugak la aku balik…huhu…then memandangkan area tempat praktikalku ni mmg area famous ngan traffic jam….mmg dahsyat yg amat bila balik keja….nak x nak, sejam gak la perjalanan, sampai kat rmh dekat2 nak 6.30ptg…kalo x de jam, dekat je pun…setengah jam dh boleh sampai rmh……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Tapi…aku amat rindukan suasana kat UMP….turun ke kls….meronggeng ngan mmber2 hujung2 minggu…kdg2 hari2 besa pun kuar meronggeng gak hahaha….dulu kalo kat ump…selagi x pukul 3 @ 4 pagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:3@4pagi...jgn"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="EN-US"&gt; jgn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; harapla nak tdo….sekarang ni kdg2, kol 8@9mlm aku dah dlm alam mimpi dah..hujung2 minggu pun sama…kalo kat ump, jgn harapla nak bgn awal….kalo x pukul 11pg @ kol 12 tgh hari…jgn haraplah nak bgn….kat rmh ni…hujung2 minggu kadang2 kol 7 pg dh bgn dah…mb sbb Sarawak lagi cepat cerah berbanding ngan Pahang kot….hahaha….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Papun, aku sangat gembira coz sekarang 4 bulan aku akan berada kat rmh, kat Sarawak yg ku sayangi….hujan emas di negeri org, hujan batu di negeri sendiri….lbh baik di negeri sendiri….hehehe…aku sangat hepi coz dpt bercakap dlm bhs Sarawak ngan selesanya…hahaha…kamek sayang kitak….papun hopefully, 2 bulan agi akan berakhir dengan jayanya…hope LI ku ni akan meninggalkan pengalaman termanis n terindah dlm hidupku…masa depan x de siapa yg tahu kan…entah apa akan jadi esok n lusa….juz wait n see what will happen….^_^v&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;~~moe_chan~~&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/4128240909433492047-6421317866427360603?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/6421317866427360603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=6421317866427360603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6421317866427360603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6421317866427360603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2011/06/latihan-industri-ku.html' title='~~latihan industri ku....~~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-16774267367564029</id><published>2011-04-15T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T08:19:17.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~minggu yg menyeksakan berakhir~</title><content type='html'>......minggu ni start je isnin 11/4-15/4 sememangnya hari2 yg menyeksakan dalam sem ni.....ada dua project presentation, 3 test yg killer2 + assignment2.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......hari isnin mlm ad test lab pci, soklan nye mmg mantop2....rasa nak telan2 je kertas soklan tuh....haha.....hari selasa pulak ad presentation pme....mlm sebelum tu pas hbs je test lab pci, terus wat keje, calculate financial yg entah pape, selama ni x pernah pun wat costing2 segala tu sekali ni dari course chemical engineering bertukar ke account, perghh, boleh botak wuuuu.....rasa nak nangis jek...otak jadi beku, blur bila nampak nombor2 tuh....(*at last kuar gak air mata.....rasa nk balik jek time tu...nak mak2...wuuuhuuu).....nsb bek ngan sokongan n dorongan nana n christine, n dengan susah payahnye ahernya siap jugak.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......time presentation lagi la "syiokk"....siap byk kali tukar tempat presentation, takut kena attack....at last present depan dua org x tw la status dia, sorang tu lecturer, sorang lagi x kenal...dua2 cina n cam expert sangat....dah la last presenter kat kls tuh, mmg kena attack la kat part financial....lalalala~~, terkedu i nak menjawab, blurrrr....nsb bek la panel tu bek, (...x tw la markah dia camne...huhu) ...siap pesan ag jgn lupa wat breakeven analysis...hahaha....selesai hari selasa.....sambung pulak kisah hari rabu....lagi syiokkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....hari rabu study pulak tok test bioseparation.....perghh gila kentang nak belajar.....sampai tertido2 coz x de mood dah nak study mende alah tuh...hahaha.....malam yg bersejarah berlaku coz....ni la first time lecturer x ingat ad test....bapak la kitorang study cam nak mati, dia leh lupa lak mlm tu kitorang ad test.....waaaa...hot gitu.....hahaha....at last kitorang pun test gak setelah menunggu lbh kurang sejam....huhu....paling sadis pulak dia x bwk pulak paper test.....waaaa...hot kali kedua.....ni la first time test yg ad calculation and mmg antara killer subjek...(...3 kdt hour ooo...)....kertas soklan dipancar je kat slide....perghhh....mantoppp!!...bikin hati ini sabar....sabar...sabar n sabar.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......mlm tu pulop pas hbs test bioseparation, study pulak tok test molecular &amp;amp; cell biology or nama glamour dia MCB....yg ni pun lagila, ad 4 chpter kena study tp x de hint pun....huuuhuuu....dengan ayat2 segala....at last terlentok lerrr kepala kat bantal...haha....mlm test pulak, diri ini terkedu melihat kedasyatan soklannya...perghh...cam nak pitam jek....kuang3...kalo leh wat sup je soklan tuh.....pas hbs test, siapkan pulop 2 assignment kena hntr hari ni.....then bila submit je assignment, hati jadi gembira tahap gaban....haha.....syukur sangat coz minggu yg menyeksakan ni berakhir gak.....skung ni nk tunggu final exam pulop....lagi 2 minggu....then balik rumah ....rehat sehari then esoknye praktikal....sedih2...x dpt nk lama2 rehat....huhu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......papun, nak menghargai masa yg singkat ni tok berehat sekejap b4 menempuh minggu final exam yg semestinya lbh menyeksakan......yg penting lagi sebulan nak balik....yipppieee... ^_^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-16774267367564029?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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0);"&gt;keindahan ciptaanNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;....dulu time kecik2, aku suka kumpul gambar pemandangan....org suka kumpul setem ke apa ke...aku ni species lain sikit....aku siap ada album (*yg dibuat sendiri)...tok letak gambar2 pemandangan....pantang ada je gambar yg cantik2 dan indah2 pemandangannya, mula la aku ambik gunting n gam....haha....bila menatap je keindahan panorama, keindahan alam, ku bersyukur kerana diberikan peluang tok melihat semua ni......keindahan alam ni bukti kekuasaan Allah swt.....yang tiada tolok bandingannya.....pada aku, setiap kali melihat pemandangan, view yg cantik2...hatiku rasa lapang sekali...tenang......sebab tu setiap kali aku rasa tensen ke tertekan yg teramat, ku harap sangat dapat pergi ke tepi pantai ke, atas bukit ke......haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....dulu aku suka sangat melukis.....kiranya kalo ad je kertas kosong ke apa ke, mmg siap la jadi tempat aku menconteng...(*conteng tu kira melukis gak la kan...haha)....perasaan bila melukis ni sangat mendamaikan...chewahh...haha.....minat ni mungkin mmg dah semulajadi kot....my grandpa seorang yg sangat kreatif..berjiwa seni...seyes ni....dulu time aku nak khatam al-Quran, bendera yg tok jadi bunga telur tu, my grandpa sendiri yg lukis n ukirkan....sangat cantik...even take time tok disiapkan, tapi mmg sangat cantik.....dia juga berjiwa muzik....haha....seorang yg sangat kreatif dalam menghasilkan kraftangan dari rotan, pandan, bemban and semua....melukis ni satu cabang seni.....my uncle seorang yg sangat pandai melukis.....dulu time aku sekolah rendah, uncle aku pernah lukis potret gambar aku....and my auntie (wife uncle)...sendiri pernah cerita yg potret gambar yg uncle ku lukis tok dia (*sweet kan...hehe)....seiras cam muka dia....mmg berjiwa seni....kreatif mcm my grandpa.....yg paling best, dia gak suka sangat ngan muzik....and sekarang ad studio jamming sendiri.....perghh....dari minat boleh jadi business....(*hari2 intai budak2 p jamming kat rmh uncle...haha).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......kalo boleh aku tak nak hobi time kecik2 aku ni jadi sejarah je....syes cakap, dengan kesibukan tahap gaban ni, mmg payah la nak layan balik semua ni.....huhu....tapi kalo dah minat.....camne2 sekalipun mmg tetap akan dihati selamanya....hihihihhh ^_^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2010085499705891360?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2010085499705891360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2010085499705891360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2010085499705891360'/><link rel='self' 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hujan...yabedabedu.....giler basah seluar....apa ag, mengamuk la diri ini tgh jln, siap rasa nak hempas2 payung ag....bengang punya pasal, x sedar pun kiri kanan depan belakang ada org....tontonan umum la kiranya.....nana pun terkejut....huahuahuahua...jadi monster kejap....siap tunjuk2 ag keta tu ngan payung...driver tu pun berhentila mintak maaf....lecturer rupanya...wuhuuuu...tapi bukan salah dia jugak...salah aku gak x hati2.....so sama2 salah la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....hari ni mmg byk la ujian....yg penting sabar dan bersyukur coz diberi peluang tok merasa semua ni....hope esok ad khabar n berita gembira....amin...~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-441160773864103030?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/441160773864103030/comments/default' title='Post 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lahir~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-7877370295741977949</id><published>2011-02-25T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:11:27.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~zaman sekolahku~</title><content type='html'>....hari ni dpt contact ngan cikgu bm kat sekolah menengah dulu.....hepi sangat, tapi hati jadi rindu ngan zaman persekolahan.....dulu time sekolah kita rasa bosan, baru masuk kls je, tapi hati dah nak balik....lbh2 lagi kalo subjek cam sejarah ke geografi ke, mmg start la kepala landing kat atas meja....ingat lagi kata2 cikgu biologi kitorang dulu, "sekali awk dh tinggalkan alam persekolahan, awk akan rindukannya..." mmg betol la kot....tu la, cikgu bagi nasihat awl2, x nak dengar.....skung terbukti 100% yg aku mmg sangat rindukan masa muda remaja tuh...hihihi...ni nak cerita la serba sikit zaman persekolahan ku dari tabika lagi....chewahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tabika Kemas Kampung Sindang Baru.....&lt;br /&gt;....kat sinila tempat bersejarah di mana aku mula menjejakkan kaki di alam persekolahan....baru kenal erti cikgu, kwn2....kat sini aku ada dua kwn rapat, nama dia siti rohaya n siti rozema....sbb budak2 lagi, aku selalu pelik, nape nama aku x de "siti" kat depan....hahahh...aku masuk tabika since umur 5 thn ag....besa la kan...kat sini aku paling x suka ngan budak pompuan sorang ni, dia anak tauke kedai...kira org kaya kat kpg aku la....x suka dia yg teramat, coz stp kali p kedai dia mesti dia wat muka sombong thp gaban....geram2....dah tu time kat kls, aku ni mmg sengkek yg amat la, x de la krayon nak colourkan bendera msia, nk pinjam la colour merah dr dia, dah tu dia x kasi pinjam..last2 aku colour part merah kat bendera jadi colour purple..haha...dah tu pernah la sekali amoy anak tauke kedai ni ckp kat aku....ni dialog dia....di translate dr swk ke bm....hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss X: eh...ko tiru stail rambut ayah aku....&lt;br /&gt;aku: haaa...tiru?? (..ngan muka pelik)....apasal pulak aku seorg budak pompuan sama stail    rambut ngan bapak dia yg confirm2 org lelaki....&lt;br /&gt;miss X: tu...rambut ko sikat belah tepi....&lt;br /&gt;aku: ~terkedu......(hangin2...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Pelik bebenor la aku time tu, dah time tu rambut aku mmg pendek nak wat camne...mak aku pulak suka letak minyak rambut jenama zamzam....then sikat rambut aku belah tepi...kira nampak kemas + nerd...nsb bek x pakai cermin mata bulat je time tu....mmg sejak tu aku bertambah nek la peratusan x suka ngan budak tu.....org sikat rambut pun kata tiru stail rambut bpk dia....haiyaaaa itu amoy...dah tu time tabika, aku ni paling malas nk turun kls, adalah beberapa bulan kot aku x pegi kls...haha...tapi at last, even jarang pegi kls, aku dpt gak tempat kedua....dpt piala weyhh....aku ni gak aktif tari menari kat tabika ni......hihi....selalu gak wat persembahan...best sangat2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SK Dato Traoh......&lt;br /&gt;.......lepas je tabika, aku masuk SK Dato Traoh, dlm 15 minit naik bas.....time mula2 pegi sekolah tu ok je...tapi perangai aku yg x nak sekolah dtg balik bila terjadi peristiwa ni....satu hari tu abg aku yg no 2 tu tiba2 dtg kls aku time rehat2 n ajak aku balik....aku on je la, dah abg kan, ikut je la...percaya je ngan dia....sampai je rmh, kena ceramah free ngan mak aku, lom ag kat sekolah, kena lagi ngan cikgu....ni abg aku punye pasal la....haiyooo...sejak tu aku x nak p sekolah....at last, mak aku teman aku kat kls...mula2 cikgu bagi je mak aku jadi student sekali, tapi last2, ad sorang cikgu x benarkan, then mak aku gigih lagi, dia temankan aku dari luar kls, setiap 5 minit aku mesti jenguk kat tingkap...nak check la mak aku ad lagi ke tak kat luar....then nampak je mak senyum dari luar aku semangat lagi belajar....aku ni kira cerdik la jugak....selalu gak kena puji....sampai la satu ketika, cikgu2 x benarkan lagi mak aku tunggu kat luar....apa lagi...naik la minyak aku....mak aku balik je, aku kejar....pernah sekali tu, aku kejar mak aku, then cikgu n kwn2 aku kejar pulak aku kat belakang....apa lagi, lari sembunyi la kat dlm kedai cina...sbb selalu sangat aku sembunyi kat kedai cina tu, tauke tu nampak aku je dia mesti tak kasi aku masuk...haha...kalo skill sembunyi ni tak jadi...pernah gak aku tumpang motosikal jiran aku yg kebetulan dtg kat area sekolah aku tu balik rmh...haha..surprise kat mak aku....tetiba dah ad kat rmh..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Dah mak aku tak thn, akhirnya aku kena tukar sekolah seberang sungai....kisah yg ni rasanya aku dah citakan kat post2 yg lalu.....tapi at last, even aku ni nakal2 gak....at least aku dapat gak 4A1B time UPSR...bangga2...hihihh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMK Kota Samarahan......&lt;br /&gt;........sebelum masuk sekolah ni, aku pernah ke sekolah asrama penuh agama...tapi aku cuma dpt bertahan 4 hari kat sekolah tu....tiap2 hari kol mak suruh dtg....mak aku, mmg la hari2 dia dtg....anak manja katakan...tiap hari aku plan nak melarikan diri dari sekolah tu...at last, mak aku termakan ngan pujuk rayu aku....aku pindah sekolah SMKKS ni....&lt;br /&gt;......hari2 di sekolah menengah ni sememangnya best...kitorang batch pertama tok sekolah ni coz sekolah ni baru lagi...dekat je ngan rmh....15 minit jln kaki...nek motor kejap je....sekolah ni di rasmikan oleh PM ke 5 kita....so ad gak la sejarah besar sekolah ni....aku ni cam besa la, selalu je bising2 kat sekolah, time tingkatan 1-3, aku rapat ngan aida, tresca n saftuyah...kitorang ni gila korea..(minat dari kecik sampai besar)..haha...suka sangat bercakap...main2...tapi aku cemerlang gak time PMR..dpt 7A1B...spt besa, yg B mesti BI...hoho...time nak dpt rezut tu, aku tak yah tengok pun kat slip periksa, coz pengetua aku time tu tetiba dtg kat aku then peluk aku....terkedu seyhh....haha...pengetua yg terkenal ngan ketegasan dia, peluk aku..wahahaha...spt besa, aku kalah di tangan mmber laki aku...mr N...huhu....stp kali periksa je, kalo x dia num 1 aku mesti num2...kalo aku num 1, dia mesti num2....rasa bangga kalo dpt kalahkan dia....huhu....&lt;br /&gt;.......ahernya aku masuk kls sains, kat kls ni aku rapat pulak ngan atin, ezza n fathin....mana2 je mesti bersama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....pas hbs spm aku ditawarkan masuk matrix labuan....then skung di UMP....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....byk lagi sebenarnya kisah2 time sekolah ni...tapi tgn ni dh rasa krem menaip...agpun nak tdo dah...esok ada softskill....yg penting kenangan2 zaman persekolahan ni akan sentiasa segar di ingatan even dah berbelas thn berlalu n akan kekal di ingatan sampai bila~~the end~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-7877370295741977949?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/7877370295741977949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=7877370295741977949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7877370295741977949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7877370295741977949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2011/02/zaman-sekolahku.html' title='~zaman sekolahku~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-6091751425599232983</id><published>2011-02-13T21:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:49:25.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~menanti dan terus menanti......~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhwkwopVXbs/TVjBhYNjyiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xq1J1KKFl5M/s1600/7690-merenung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhwkwopVXbs/TVjBhYNjyiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xq1J1KKFl5M/s320/7690-merenung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573417318050155042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   ......menanti dan terus menanti.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            OK...penantian, apa yg sebenarnya yg aku tunggu...?? Actly, byk jawapan tok soalan ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pertama, aku kini menanti reply dari mana2 company yg ku pohon tok menjalani latihan industri. Penantian yg menguji kesabaran, keimanan dan kadang2 menggugat ketenangan hidupku ini....ye la, member2 lain ramai yg dah dpt, aku pulak masih lagi di sini, termenung menunggu panggilan telefon dari company yg x kunjung tiba...sudah beberapa puluh ringgit ku menghabiskan kredit telefonku untuk benda alah ni, xp jawapan yg ku terima macam dah mampu ku hafal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HR- sorry2...sy x dpt lagi maklumbalas dr bahagian management, sy akan informkan kat miss sekiranya dah ad jawapan, mb dlm minggu ni..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          ok..."minggu ni" yg dimaksudkan adalah minggu lepas...huaaaaaa...but still  x de reply...huhu...mungkin bukan rezekiku di sana...aku pasrah n redha...kini ku terus menanti dan menanti....hopefully, dlm masa terdekat ni aku akan mendapat berita gembira....amin~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang kedua pulak...penantian utk sesuatu yg x pasti....hahaha....yg ni nak menjiwang pulak...&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari yg lepas, dpt soalan cepumas dari seorang kwn lama, soalannya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" miss A- moe, camne?? dah ad yg di hati ke??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Ok....soalan ni jawapannya senang je nak jawab, jawapannye, "X DE..." haha.... aku kini bukannya menanti kot2 ada putera raja dari planet marikh ke pluto ke nak melamar, tapi mmg aku camni....still hepi ag ngan hidup single.... aku cuma menanti seseorang je, iaitu seorang lelaki iaitu bakal suamiku...hahaha....bercinta selepas kahwin adalah yg terbaik..... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang ketiga.......aku menanti utk pulang ke rumah...huhuhu....tetiba je teringat kat rmh, kwn2 kat kpg....family ku....wawawawa....kalo la sarawak tu cam nk p kuantan je jaraknye...dah lama dah aku pecut basikal balik kpg..... hihi...tapi ku terus menanti saat balik ke kampung halaman....entah dpt balik ke tak....semuanya bergantung pada tempat LI ku...kalo ku dpt tempat di sarawak, maksudnye aku boleh balik awl....kalo x....terpaksa la balik pas hbs LI...huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Malas la nak bercoloteh panjang sangat pasal penantian ni...karang kuar pulak lagu2 rock2 kapak....hihihihi....  Kesimpulannya, aku akan menanti ngan penuh sabar....ada hikmah di sebalik apa yg berlaku.....rezeki ada di mana2 je.....insyaallah, ada sinar bahagia tok hari esok... AMIN~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-6091751425599232983?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/6091751425599232983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=6091751425599232983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6091751425599232983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6091751425599232983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2011/02/menanti-dan-terus-menanti.html' title='~menanti dan terus menanti......~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhwkwopVXbs/TVjBhYNjyiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xq1J1KKFl5M/s72-c/7690-merenung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-8705119193592974708</id><published>2011-02-03T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T20:12:30.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~cuti vs ??? ~</title><content type='html'>.......Hari ni dah masuk 3 hari aku berada di ump, keadaan still ag sunyi....kat aras aku cuma ada kucing ngan burung jer...hu3...org sedap2 goyang kaki kat rmh, aku pulak termenung kat bilik ni sorang2...ye la, memikirkan byk perkara....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......Cuti2 ni layan drama korea je r, x pun tengok cite seram yg x berapa nk seram...xp bila sorang2, keseraman mmg terasa......hohoho....terasa nak keluar, makan kfc ke, mcD ke....xp transport pulak x de....haigoooo............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......Assignment yg melambak pulak dah merayu2 mintak dibukak, xp moodku masih dalam cuti lagi...hahahkk....psm ku lagi yg mintak dibacakan journal2 nya, masih menunggu ag minta perhatian......insyaallah, akan kuselesaikan semua kerja2 before due datenya...sabor je la..... X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Pencarian tempat LI yg masih buntu ni menyebabkan perasaanku makin risau, sorang2 tya, dh dpt ke tempat LI....aku cuma mampu jawab..."belum lagi"....huhu...ye la, member2 dh ramai yg dpt...aku pulak masih samar2 lagi, menanti panggilan phone dari company yg x kunjung tiba....huhu...xp ku harus yakin, rezeki tu ada di mana2...cuma terlambat dari yg lain....ku berdoa harap ku mendapat tempat saja...amin~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Hari ni, cuaca nampak cerah, alhamdulillah...semoga kawasan2 yg mengalami banjir beransur pulih......terasa senang hati bila nampak cahaya matahari menyinar masuk ke dlm bilik.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Terasa lapar la pulak dah, ye la jam dah pukul 12 tgh hari, mahu menjenguk ke cafe, kot2 ada makanan, dah berapa hari kat ump ni, aku belum lagi menjengah ke cafe, cuma makan megi je...semalam ke pasar malam, xp pasar malam mana yg bukak setiap hari...so ke cafe la eh....adios~~&lt;div 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~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-4955399797880315275</id><published>2011-02-02T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:35:39.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~holiday 2~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUpYoOWISJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/q3nULSxi6bk/s1600/01-02-11_1413.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....pejam celik, pejam celik balik....dah balik pun dari melaka, balik semula ke ump...waaa, sunyi yg amat kot...hoho.....post kali ni nak bercerita tentang holiday kat melaka tempoh hari...byk kenangan manis tok jadi koleksi....^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....29/01/2011 - kami berlima, aku, nana, farah, ayu n christine bergerak ke melaka, naik bas mara liner kol 6.30pm...sementara tunggu bas tu, borak2 ngan pakcik2 kat simpang gambang tuh...haiiisshh...hujan yg turun renyai2 menyebabkan perasaan jadi seram sejuk gak...kot2 terbanjir ke apa ke, rosak la plan kan....papun, selamat sampai kat melaka dlm pukul 11.oopm gitu...sampai je x de papa aktiviti, main2 tenet kejap, tengok cita jap then tido......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....30/01/2011 - aktiviti hari ni kurang sikit coz hujan lebat menyebabkan sukar tok bergerak ke mana2, so at last kitorang decide nak pegi karaoke je kat Giant....hihihi....karok dlm 2 jam....sampai x de lagu nak nyanyi dah.....berjalan2 sambil cuci mata kat situ......paling best pas karaoke, p jenguk cousin christine, Alan n Adam....sepasang kembar yg sangat comel...anak mix indian n bidayuh, sangat unik...kagum ngan family ni, mix bahasa, bangsa n agama...semua bahasa budak2 ni faham...kagum2...then malam pulak, kitorang tolong mak nana buat biskut cornflakes n wat karipap sampai sakit2 belakang....hahaha...even penat tapi happy... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....31/01/2011 - hari ni hari yg ditunggu2...pagi2 hujan renyai2, xp alhamdulillah cuaca x de la seburuk semalam...first sekali, on the way nak jemput christine kat rmh auntie dia, kami terpaksa tersadai kat tepi jalan tok memberi laluan pada Le Tour de Langkawi, first time tengok live, excited la jugak...sikit je la..hahaha...then perjalanan diteruskan ke Bandar Hilir, di situ kami melawat kota A Famosa, Kubu St.John, manaiki menara Taming Sari, shopping barang2 tok ole2, jalan2 kat Dataran Pahlawan, bergambar sana sini....pusing2 kat situ...hepi jer....&lt;br /&gt;malam pulak,  kami naik kapal pirate....giler nak termuntah...then kami ke bangunan Stadhuys....kagum ngan bangunan2 lama yg ada kat melaka..pastu, ke jonker street..hohoho...balik je tido...penat2....^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....01/02/2011 - hari ni pulak kami berempat sahaja coz christine x sihat badan, kami jugak ditemani dua org adik nana....Ridhwan n Hakimi...hihi.......hari ni kami ke Taman Rama2, Zoo Melaka.....seronok tengok haiwan2 kat sini...sangat besar, penat berjalan...bergambar sakan...hihihi....petang pulak, kitorang singgah sekejap di Pantai Klebang...cantik pemandangannya...sambil2 cuci mata tengok org main layang2....&lt;br /&gt;....malam pulak, kami berlima menaiki cruise, menyusuri sungai melaka, sangat menarik melihat deretan rumah2 tradisional di sepanjang sungai melaka, sangat unik dan cantik...melihat bangunan2 yg indah dihiasi di sepanjang sungai...tiupan angin sepoi2 bahasa, mmg mereleasekan tensen....lepas merayau2 sekitar bandar, kami pun balik....balik je kemas barang coz esoknya dah nak balik ump...huhu...kejap je cuti...sob3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....02/02/2011 - naik bas balik ke ump pkl 9 am....huhu...berat hati tok meninggalkan melaka, papun, kena jugak balik ke ump..keja byk yg x siap ag....dlm bas pulak, dah la duduk sebelah ngan pakcik bangla ni..syok je dia pasang kuat2 lagu hindi...haigooo...tensen nak tdo.....sampai je gambang, pakcik driver terlajak pulak, terpaksa berhenti lepas ngan restoren tasik gambang tuh...waaaa....at last singgah dulu mkn then baru naik teksi balik ke ump...sunyi gler kot kat ump..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papun, sangat seronok dapat melancong ke melaka...chewaahh...hope next time dpt pegi lagi, byk lagi tempat yg x sempat nk singgah...misi holiday akan datang, nak ke langkawi pulak....hopefully dpt pegi.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-4955399797880315275?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/4955399797880315275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=4955399797880315275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/4955399797880315275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/4955399797880315275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2011/02/holiday-2.html' title='~holiday 2~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2619365973612132253</id><published>2011-01-28T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:43:48.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~holiday 1~</title><content type='html'>......musim cuti dah tiba, org lain sibuk2 balik kampung, aku ngan kwn2 pulak sibuk nak bercuti ke Melaka....hihihi............&lt;br /&gt;......terimbau semula masa cuti CNY yg lepas, aku, nana, christine bercuti di perak..stay kat rmh member, mai....syok sangat, family dia sangat sporting...&lt;br /&gt;......time cuti tu sempat jugak la melawat lumut, teluk batik, manjong, thaiping, kuala kangsar n pulau pangkor...holiday habis-habisan...&lt;br /&gt;.......seronok sangat main banana boat kat teluk batik, kena drop tengah laut..tenggelam timbul je, dh x reti berenang, nasib baik ada safety jacket...he3..then beri makan monyet2, menziarah masjid ubudiah, pusing2 satu pulau pangkor yg pantai n lautnya sangat cantik dan menjenguk member2 kat zoo thaiping....kikikiki&lt;br /&gt;.......kali ni pulak, misi ke MELAKA, nak sangat melawat semua tempat yg ada dalam buku sejarah kita dulu, ye la kan, melaka bandar penuh ngan sejarah....dulu cuma mampu menatap gambar2 di dalam buku, sekarang bila berada kat bumi semenanjung ni, peluang yg ada jangan la dilepas...&lt;br /&gt;......sambil2 jalan tu, boleh gak cari kot2 ada hang jebat ke kat bumi melaka ni...hihihi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, sampai sini dulu...pas holiday nanti update balik...... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2619365973612132253?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-8555656306772823883</id><published>2010-11-03T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T12:41:47.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~cerita semalam~</title><content type='html'>Setelah sekian lama, baru ku ad mood nak membuka kembali blog ni. Bila ketensenan melanda d musim exam ni, tangan pantas je buka balik blog ni. Banyak kenangan ngan blog ni.........&lt;br /&gt;               Tanpa disedari, diri ini sudah pun berada di thn 3 pengajian....cepatnya masa berlalu. Banyak perkara, peristiwa pahit manis terjadi sepanjang tempoh ini. Peristiwa yg mengajar untuk menjadi lbh matang dan tabah bila dilanda dugaan dan cabaran.&lt;br /&gt;               Semalam ku baru balik dr KL, sepanjang perjalanan, ku terimbau kenangan silam, kisah ku di zaman persekolahan, teringat betapa ku degil sekali tidak mahu ke sekolah, melarikan diri dari sekolah untuk mengejar mak yg mahu pulang ke rumah. Akhirnya, setelah penat dengan segala karenahku, mak menghantarku ke sekolah seberang sungai. Padan mukaku sendiri...hihihi...tapi dengan keramahan ku, aku akhirnya kamceng ngan pakcik pendayung sampan. Selepas kls tamat, sambil menunggu bapa tiba, aku bermain menyusuri sungai sambil menghantar penumpang dengan pakcik sampan. Kadang2 sekiranya motor bapa rosak, emak akan datang mengambilku, berjalan kaki, kadang2 meredah hujan, panas. Emak sabar dengan semua itu. Yang penting dia ingin anaknya bersekolah dan berjaya dalam hidup. Indahnya masa itu, tiada apa yg perlu difikirkan. Akhirnya selepas setahun aku berada di sekolah itu, emak menukarku kembali ke sekolah asal, kerana akhirnya aku mampu hidup berdikari.&lt;br /&gt;            Sewaktu kecilku, aku mungkin lbh matang berbanding dengan kanak2 lain, kesusahan hidup, mengajar aku utk hidup berdikari. Sering kali aku menolong nenekku di sawah padi, menanam, menuai, menjemur padi. Kadang2 dengan kudrat kecilku, ku mampu mengendong guni yg sarat dengan padi, dengan harapan dapat mengurangkan bebanan nenekku. Waktu lapangku pula dipenuhi dengan menolong bapaku di gerai buah miliknya. Sekiranya dia sibuk, aku la taukenya berbekalkan keberanian dan ilmu umur kanak2 yg masih di bangku sekolah rendah. Pagi petang meyorong kereta sorong yg sarat dengan buah2an......penat tapi hatiku bahagia.......&lt;br /&gt;           Sekarang, ku sudah remaja. Aku sering kali lupa dengan kesusahan masa lalu. Sekarang walau hidup tidakla sesusah dulu, aku tidak ingin melupakannya. Aku ingin jadi kuat, yakin seperti dulu. Mungkin peredaran masa dan tempat menjadikan ku berubah. Kadang2 ku rindu diriku yg dulu. Kini ku telah 4 thn merantau di negeri org. Lepas sahaja spm, ku terbang ke Labuan. Selepas itu  ke pahang pula. Aku harap selepas tamat pengajian, aku mampu berkhidmat di tempat sendiri. Berada dekat dengan keluargaku. Harapanku cuma satu, tok membahagiakan keluargaku. Semoga impianku ini tercapai.&lt;br /&gt;          Semoga final exam sem 5 ini dapat ku tempuhi dengan jayanya. Begitu juga dengan kawan2ku....semoga kita berjaya menggenggam segulung ijazah nanti. Semoga semester hadapan, aku akan lebih bersemangan manjalani liku2 kehidupan di sini......amin   ^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-8555656306772823883?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/8555656306772823883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=8555656306772823883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/8555656306772823883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/8555656306772823883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2010/11/cerita-semalam.html' title='~cerita semalam~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-6735094734075210084</id><published>2010-01-11T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T04:23:44.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lewat..terlewat @ sengaja melewatkan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/S0sYDK7jqcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JF-VOl0PNLI/s1600-h/2175838531%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/S0sYDK7jqcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JF-VOl0PNLI/s320/2175838531%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425456618850724290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Hari ni tanggal 11.Januari.201o, diri ini terlewat bgn ke kls agi...cis...bengang tol..punyala set jam bgn awal..x sangka langsung x sedar, mmg tdo mati r..nasib bek dgr Christine kol..kalau x..sampai tengah hari r gamaknya...punyala tdo mati, yg peliknya..phne bwh bantal x dengar lak, phne yg kat ats meja study lak yg didengarnya...hohoho...memang pelik.....huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;......Apa ag, setelah mendengar suara sengihan Christine d telefon, barulah ku sedar rupanya diri ini tlh terlambat...jam kol 8 pg dh...cehhh...apa ag, dgn kuasa 'the  flash' yg tb2 dtg, trs je capai basket mandi, then......gosok gigi,cuci muka then wat pa yg termampu dlm hanya 5 minit...fulamak...cepat sungguh masa bersiap nak ke kls...hihihihi...&lt;br /&gt;.....Nsb bek sir tu x sempat mengajar ag...fuhh..syukur2...xp mata punya r ngantok thp gaban..nk wat camner, mmg dh x cukup tdo....&lt;br /&gt;.....So pengajaran d sini, jgn sesekali tutup alarm anda bila berbunyi, terus ja bangun...k....n jgn tdo lewat sangat kalau anda sedar yg anda ada kls kol 8.00 pg esok...oraittt....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-6735094734075210084?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/6735094734075210084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=6735094734075210084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6735094734075210084'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2234465252409892298</id><published>2010-01-08T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T04:01:52.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...SALAM 2010....</title><content type='html'>Salam 2010....belum terlambat lagi tok sy mengucapkan salam thn br 2010 wpun sdh agak basi...hohoho...kedatangan thn br kali ni, sama spt thn yg lps2...dok kat rmh sambil baca msg hepi new year dr kwn2 n mendengar bunga api  dan mercun yg d mainkan oleh penduduk kampung....keesokkannya sama seperti hari2 yg biasa..azam baru???? of kos r semua ada azam baru..azam sy...yg pertama..bina hidup baru n lupakan kisah lama, kedua..beli laptop baru..(tercapai sudah..hehe), ketiga..jadi manusia yg berjimat sikit, keempat..rahsia...&lt;br /&gt;            Thn baru ni juga dimulakan dgn 'pengembaraan' blk ke ump yg agak memenatkan..tpaksa tdo di aport kl sampai pg, then naik trn LRT..p ngan czn Jojo..xp dia pun 2 kali 5..dua2 sesat naik LRT cz 'terkena' ngan minah cina yg kata sy ngan Jojo salah naik platform..kurang asam punya minah...dia tipu kitorang rupanya..agaknya dia ada hati ngan Jojo kot...jeles r tu..hehe...then akhirnya sampai juga kitorang ke Puduraya..kat sinie lagi r tragis...tiket bas yg czn sy belikan ngan harga RM21.50 misplace...cari punya cari x juga jumpa...at last terpaksa la beli tiket baru...hahuhu..then kena tercongok kat depan Puduraya dlm 1 jam cz bas lambat sampai, dah r lambat, kena saman polis pulak tu...mmg sengal r..dah tu bas tu pulak  x lalu depan UMP, berhenti di terminal kuantan, terpaksa la mintak pertolongan member tok amikkan....sampai lak kat terminal, terpaksa tercongok ag dlm lbh kurang hampir 2 jam..huhu...mcm2 r jadi kat situ, jumpa org gila, then terpaksa layan mamat ni bercakap...aaaaargh...mmg bosan thp tertinggi..huhuhu...ahernya sampai jugak ke UMP setelah tirai mlm berlabuh...huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;             Bila sampai d UMP, tu maksudnya 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title='...SALAM 2010....'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-4465485700030755932</id><published>2009-10-25T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:58:07.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuZho9tcUNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LyydF13G6Vg/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397108559837941970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuZho9tcUNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LyydF13G6Vg/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuUP126mfjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SJf_kXSrDpc/s1600-h/12-10-09_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737146422197810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuUP126mfjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SJf_kXSrDpc/s320/12-10-09_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuUJ87Gq59I/AAAAAAAAAF8/XqlJ97mXyJg/s1600-h/14-10-09_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396730670735878098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuUJ87Gq59I/AAAAAAAAAF8/XqlJ97mXyJg/s320/14-10-09_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuUJeuzyGXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-De7vUzzRgs/s1600-h/12-10-09_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396730152039356786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuUJeuzyGXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-De7vUzzRgs/s320/12-10-09_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DINNER CHEST 'N' JAMUAN RAYA BKB........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actly dah lama nk posting ni, xp x de masa la pulak...malas pulak nk menjengah ke blog ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mcm dh nk bersawang dah..hihi..ant. dinner chest n jamuan raya bkb...rasanya sy enjoy ag jamuan raya bkb...mmg happening la..ngan kwn2 tsayang..hihii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner chest pulak meninggalkan pengalaman yg susah nk dilupakan....malas r nk cerita..sy sbg ajk persembahan..under amirul..mmg penat gler...mkn pun x sempat..asyik jaga lightning, music n budak2 yg wat persembahan..rasanya ktorg yg plg bz mlm tu...xp tu la kan...rasanya ni pertama n terakhir kot sy p dinner chest...huhuhu..adala sebabnya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamuan raya bkb, sy mmg enjoy gler r..mknn pun sedap2..suka ngan kuah satenya..mmg lazat berkrim la..haha..makan je keja..kiki...lepas mkn lak kitorang amik gambar ngan sakannya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hihihi...seronok tengok baju raya budak2..comey2 jer semua..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actly mlm ni ad test biochemistry, n langsung x belajar pape ag ni..so sampai sini jer dulu..ad masa jumpa ag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/10/dinner-chest-n-jamuan-raya-bkb.html' title=''/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SuZho9tcUNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LyydF13G6Vg/s72-c/DSC00793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-989143869166371427</id><published>2009-10-04T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:53:49.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..peristiwa sepanjang perjalanan balik ke ump..</title><content type='html'>..salam..lama dah x menjengah blog ni..akhirnya balik semula ke ump setelah 2 minggu lebih bercuti..nk bercerita kisah time nak blk hari tu..mmg sengal gler r..ikut perancangan nk balik ngan czn cz ada gak teman berbual kat aport nnti..malangnya tiket flight tok blk dr kuching ke kl dah x dek..sold out sdh..yg ad pun mahal tahap gaban..huhu..so pakat la ngan czn nk blk lewat sikit..dipendekkan citer..dpt la msg dr step..rupanya ad test MEB hari khamis..hohoho..mmg sengal r jugak..nsb bek czn x beli ag tkt flight..ahernya hari isnin p beli tiket on da spot to flight hari selasa mlm..mmg mahal giler2 r..sayu hati tengok duit beralih tangan kat kaunter..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;.......selasa mlm tu, flight kol 9.50 pm, xp mak sy punyer r semangat nk hantar sy blk kol 7 pm..menapak r kat aport lebih kurang 1 jam lbh..huhu..penunggu aport yg setia..xp yg bestnyer puas kawe cuci mata..haha..time menunggu tu, adalah sorang hamba Allah ni ttinggal beg..mula2 nak biar je beg tu, xp x sampai hati lak..mana r tw ad barang berharga dlm tu..x ke kesian..so nasib bek sy dpt cam ag muka org tu, so sy pun pusing r kat tpt boarding..alhamdulilllah..jumpa.nasib bek x masuk flight ag..rupanya ada laptop kat dlm tu..huhu..nasib bek..hati lapang sgt pas tolong org...then ahernya sampai kat KL kol 11 lebih gitu..yg syoknya dlm flight..ad sorang abg wit wife n anak dia yg comey sgt..rupanya isteri abg tu bekas std ump gak..n abg tu chemical engineer..comey sgt diowg..loving couple..sampai jer rmh czn sy terus tdo..PENAT..&lt;br /&gt;........rabu pagi ag syok, sy berangkat dr rmh, mula2 jln kaki ngan Daniel..nasib bek ad dia teman cz czn x leh hntar cz ad keja..hoho..jln kaki ke stesen bas..sambil hujan renyai2..memori daun pisang katakan, then daniel hantar sampai kat stesen keretapi cz dia pun odw nk p keja..nek keretapi dr Kepong ke Hentian Putra..huhu..1st time jejak kaki kt hentian putra..sampai kat situ kol 9am xp kena nek bas kol 1.30 pm..haha..menapak ag..boring gler r..x dpt nk diungkapkan ngan kata2..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;.......malang lak, bas sani exspress tu x berhenti depan ump, kena pulak bhenti kat kuantan, apa boleh wat, tpaksa la minx Hana amikkan..thx kat Jay cz sudi drive...ahernya ngan badan yg penat..sampai gak r kat UMP..sampai je UMP.. kena lak p meeting konvo..huhu...x dpt nk tdo ag..n yg bestnyer kena study tok MEB cz esoknyer test..hohoho..mmg hari yg indah sangat2 la..hoho...itula kisah sepanjang pjlnn blk ke UMP yg tsayang sgt2 ni..hohoho.. =')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-989143869166371427?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/989143869166371427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=989143869166371427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>syawal..oo..syawal..</title><content type='html'>Seperti yg dijanji dulu..syawal menjelma lepas ramadhan..lepas sebln bpuasa tiba la seluruh umat islam bergembira n bersama2 menyambut syawal. Tinggal ag dlm 11 hari nk beraya..pejam celik, pejam celik balik dah hbs dah puasa. Langsung x terasa, terkejut gak actly time dlm kelas td bila member kata ag seminggu nk raya..entah kenapa suasana raya thn ni sy rasa cam x terasa sangat..kalau cam thn2 yg lepas mmg agak excited bila time nk raya xp thn ni x rasa papa pulak..biasa2 jer..mb cz sibuk ngan aktiviti seharian kat ump kot..mood dia x sampai ag kot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak bercerita pulak kemeriahan menyambut lebaran ni, thn2 yg lepas kalau mlm raya r paling sibuk..mak n nenek la paling sibuk..kalau kitorang macam dah ada pembahagian tugas tok setiap tahun..part memasak biasanya mak..then nenek lak sibuk ngan langsir n hias ruang tamu, datuk lak sibuk ngan kuih muih dia..jgn tkejut..datuk sy terror wat kuih tw..then paling syok tengok pakcik2 ngan ayh bakar lemang..sedap..kalah yg dibeli..siap tukar2 ag ngan jiran..tengok lemang sapa paling best..hihi..abang2 lak ngan mengecat rumah n sy lak jadi mandur..haha..x de r..part sental menyental cermin tingkap then kemaskan rumah tu part sy la..hukhuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi raya lak tak lengkap kalau x p solat hari raya, setahun sekali tue..hihi..memang sesak r masjid..time ni la kita akn tjumpa ngan kwn2 lama , kekasih lama..haha..mcm jejak kasih lak time ni..almaklum la lama x jumpa..hehe..pas tu hbs je solat..apa ag..serang dapur la..sedap jer melantak pagi2 kan..xp kdg2 confius gak..puasa x nie..bayangkan sebulan kita puasa..rasa len mcm sikit la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day raya biasanya kat rmh jer r..nengok tv ke, mkn2 ke..goyang kaki la dulu..xp bila dah raya ke 2, 3 n 4 time tu la sedara mara ramai yg dtg..siap konvoi berkereta2..huhu..penuh rumah...xp hepi r..lama x jumpa kan..kdg2 segan gak..oo.."ko moe..dah besar dah..study kat ne..ada bf x"..huhu..soklan besa la kan..tu yg malas nk menjawab nyer..hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sy lak besa p rmh member2 time raya ke 2 la...best sangat..dr pagi sampai mlm..best sangat jumpa member2 lama...mula r nk bukak kisah lama..hihi..raya thn lepas la paling dahsyat n agak sedih cz kena blk ump time raya ke 4..hari tu, sempat ag nk jln raya ngan member dr pagi ag..barang2 x packing ag..flight blk kol 8 mlm then still kat rmh kwn ag kol 6..huhu..mak dah kol srh blk..baru nk balik..apa la..at last berkejar ke aport ngan baju kurung yg bwk p beraya tu..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmg syok time raya ni, xp jgn la berlebih2 sangat..ingat2 la org len tu..ada yg menyambutnya dlm serba ssh..so bpada2 la...kepada seluruh umat islam..selamat hari raya maaf zahir n batin..kalau ada yg terkasar ke, terlajak ke...harap dimaafkan..hope blk ke ump ngan selamatnya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2906540152625552117?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2906540152625552117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-5898800081907933479</id><published>2009-09-06T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:31:14.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>balik kampung..</title><content type='html'>Sekarang ni dah pertengahan Ramadhan...x lama ag dah nak beraya..nasib baik la cuti 2 minggu before raya so tcapai gak hasrat hati ni nak solat terawikh dgn nenek kesayangan..huhu..dah 2 tahun x sempat nak p terawikh sama2 cz blk cuti pun mlm raya...time kat matrik dulu lagi la dahsyat, esok raya..mlm ni baru blk..dah flight delay la pulak..at last dekat nk tengah mlm baru sampai rmh...penat gler esoknya...&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yg bahagianya pagi raya la, sibuk je bgn awl pagi..bersiap2 ngan baju raya nk p solat hari raya ngan nenek, ayh , abg n pakcik2..mak pulak x p cz sibuk siapkan juadah tok dihantar ke masjid..ni yg syoknya tinggal kat kpg..&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ni pulak, bakal blk awl..flight balik swk 12 hb..xp 11 hb dah berangkat ke kl..p stay rmh czn b4 meneruskan kembara blk kpg...yippie...tapi bila dah dekat nk blk ni..tiba2 mood spoil pulak nak balik...ada la problemnya...yg pasti niatku hanya satu tahun ni, bertarawikh n p solat hari raya ngan nenek...akan ku hilangkan ingatanku sekejap pada masalah tu..&lt;br /&gt;Balik kpg mmg menyeronokkan kalau hati senang r, tapi kalau susah hati tu yg payahnya..entah bila r problem ni nak selesai..x tau la..hujung minggu ni nak blk dah..mcm x percaya jer..mb bagi yg len blk rmh tu perkara biasa jer xp bg sy lak..mmg satu detik yg mdebarkan la..cz wpun masanya x la lama sgt xp mcm2 perkara yg berlaku kat rmh n perubahan dia pun ketara sekali....kdg2 tu take time gak r nak sesuaikan diri balik kat rmh...adik yg paling bongsu la kesian..dia lahir pun..dia x nampak kakak dia..bila dah besar sikit...baru nampak kakak dia..mmg dia takut la...sedih jugak mula2 tu bila adik sendiri takut ngan kita..nampak je sy dia nangis..xp bila dah 2,3 hari tu..dia pun besa dah..berkepit jugak r...dah tu bila nak kenal dah..akak dia pun terpaksa pegi lagi..huhuhu...sekarang ni mesti dia dah besar..takut gak dia dah lupakan kakak dia ni balik..rindu tol ngan dia...huhu&lt;br /&gt;Harap sabtu ni diri ini akan selamat sampai ke kpg halaman dgn selamat..nk beli ole2 apa ek tok family..??? -ad org tu cadangkan bawa blk laksa pahang....ad ka haha-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-5898800081907933479?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/5898800081907933479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=5898800081907933479' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/5898800081907933479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/5898800081907933479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/09/balik-kampung.html' title='balik kampung..'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-1220059980557232128</id><published>2009-09-03T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T20:16:10.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perkara yg dirindui...</title><content type='html'>1. rindu sangat nak balik rumah, sarawak jauh sangat dari mata..my hometown. Tak sabar betul nak balik, dah hampir 4 bln x balik. Kat kpg walaupun x ler special cam kpg len xp tula tempat diri ini membesar dr kecik sampai le skung. Wpun kekadang fed up gak ngan kpg tu xp bila jauh kat tempat org tetap melekat gak kat hati..tempat jatuh lagi dikenang, inikan pulak tempat tinggalku..chewahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. rindu sangat kat labuan..xpecially wit ain, nisa, mel, baby, dak2 H6t41 n also.....hye2..bler r kita leh jumpa ag...huhuhu...andai dpt ku undur masa...alangkah indahnya..mcm2 kenangan manis, pahit n semua rasa..p ke kem kat kuala penyu, sabah yg amat menyeksakan n menyedihkan, kuar outing ngan ain every week wpun sengkek x berduit xp hobi outing tu tetap jln gak..haha..mmg gila r..wpun byk dugaan yg menimpa ain n me..but our frienship will last forever k..ngn mel lak..mmg hantu movie la. Sampai sanggup bjaga sampai pagi tengok movie...marathon gler..kalau study, cepat je ngantok...dah r hantu bgambar, sian laptop nisa jadi mangsa..haha..dah r suka tol bergosip ngan nisa..ada free je mula la nk melancong ke blk nisa or nisa yg ttb jd angin...tetiba je ad kat bilik..haha..sian baby kena layan ktorg..adik2 dia sungguh nakal..but baby mmg rajin r..belajar je..haiya,,miss u all maa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. rindu sangat nak dengar lagu ruang rindu-letto, suka gler2 r kat lagu tu..first time dengar sampai ulang byk kali sampai org yg dengar pun leh hafal lagu tu..but something bad happened..n sampai sekarang ssh gler r hati ni bila dgr lagu ni..kalau leh x nak dengar pun..confirm2 sedih n layan perasaan..huhuhu...xp lagu tu tetap berirama di hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. rindu sangat nak makan masakan mak n nenek..air tangan dr diorg berdua tetap menjadi aspirasi sampai ke tua..akan sentiasa membuka selera mkn ku..haha..lebih2 ag time posa gnie...plg nak makan la bubur kapur nenek..special nenek wat time posa je..bubur tu wat dari tepung beras n dimasukkan dlm santan..sedaaapp...kalau letak dlm peti sejuk lagi sedap..simple je but one of my fvrte..huhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. rindu time sekolah dulu...dulu pernah sekali cikgu bio sy bg tw..nnti bile kita dah meninggalkan zaman persekolahan..kiter akan merinduinya..xp time tu x peduli sgt..apa je nk dirindu kan..but sy merasainya sekarang...alangkah seronok nya time menunggu wkt blk or rehat..mcm x sabar2 nk blk..paling best kenangan mkn karipap kat dlm kelas..dah hantu karipap tu..hantu gak..sy ngan member2, iza, fathin n atin makan la karipap tu sembunyi2 dlm kls..time bio..apa lg, time cikgu romzi lalu (hensem gler) haha...semua x bercakap cz mulut penuh ngan karipap..xp dpt kena detect r..cz sorang mmber ni dok mmbelakangkan cikgu tu..apa ag dia tanya r.." kenak diam??kenak x mkn karipap ya?" aduss..kantoi..apa ag kena cap kedai kopi ngan cikgu tu..huhu..padan muka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..ni r perkara yg sy sgt rindui..kalau dpt ulang balik..indahkannn..apa pun semua ni adlh kenangan yg sukar tok dlupakan..akan setia berada dia tempatnya iaitu di hati kecil ni forever...actly byk ag yg nk tulis xp dah x larat lak nk taip..so sampai sini saja r dulu.. :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-1220059980557232128?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/1220059980557232128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=1220059980557232128' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hari ini aku gembira,&lt;br /&gt;sedarkanlah aku dengan amaran tuhan..&lt;br /&gt;Andaiku sedih tanpa kata,&lt;br /&gt;Pujuklah aku dengan tarbiah pencipta..&lt;br /&gt;Jika aku lemah tak berdaya,&lt;br /&gt;Ingatkanlah aku dengan kehebatan syurga..&lt;br /&gt;Jika pernah hatimu terluka,&lt;br /&gt;Luahkanlah agar aku berubah..&lt;br /&gt;Jika esok aku lena tanpa terjaga,&lt;br /&gt;Iringkanlah lenaku dengan kalungan doa&lt;br /&gt;Sahabatku..&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun sesekaliaku pernah menyakitimu..&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi aku ingin kau tahu bahawa,&lt;br /&gt;tiada niat dihatiku untuk mengguris hatimu..&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya aku amat menyayangimu kerana..&lt;br /&gt;Tiada lain yang berharga selain darimu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-5212548126203163169?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-1700928020642524071</id><published>2009-08-27T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:47:51.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scanner????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;scanner&lt;/strong&gt;...ada apa ngan scanner...haha..hari ni dlm sejarah. Ceritanya begini, tgh syok sy menyalin nota prof mokhtar time kls mechi hari ni..tetiba je..jeng2..hihi..PM berdiri kat depan n tenung sy semacam..nk tau dia tanya apa...awk ni scanner ke????....aaaaaa....mula x fhm nape dia tanya gitu, rupa2nya dia tengok sy menyalin nota mata straight je kat white board tanpa tengok paper...haha..sy salin bulat2..bukan apa, dah r kelas mechi ptg2, mata pun ngantok tahap dewa, mmg otak beku r mcm ais, so salin je r..xp time menyalin tu sempat gak r teman tekan kalkulator, x de r salin membabi buta je..dah tu PM pun bukak r citer, bukan sy sorang je camtu, rupanya ramai ag "scanner" kat sini...haha..nk wat camna kan..pengajarannya ialah time belajar tu jgn la dok salin je apa yg lecturer tulis kat depan, sekurang2nya, fikir r sendiri, so otak pun jalan n senang r nk study..ada faham...so kepada "scanner" sekalian, berubah la anada sebelum kena mcm sy..kikikiki...daaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-6848217110919251487</id><published>2009-08-25T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:24:18.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..kepala pusing..confius ngan diri sendiri..</title><content type='html'>...memang kepala tengah confius sekarang...entah r..byk benda kot yg nak difikir..entah kenapa sejak 2 menjak ni sejak hana mentionkan something kat sy..sy jadi confius...malas r nk bg tau apa dia, yg penting hanya hana yg tau, hihi..kan hana kan..biarlah rahsia...entah apa la ubat tok perasaan yg pelik ni..x de ubat kot..kakaka...aduss, sy mmg dah dlm kes yg agak berat ni...tolong r sesiapa yg tau camna nk selesaikan masalah confius ni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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sendiri..'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-7028939138029744381</id><published>2009-08-17T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:44:11.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..ramadhan oo ramadhan..</title><content type='html'>pejam celik2..dah nak masuk balik dah bulan ramadhan..betol2 x terasa kan..bg yg x hbs ag ganti puasa tu..cepat2 ler ganti..nnti berganda2 mati la nk membayarnya..kan3..time posa ni la hati makin rindu kat kpg halaman..rindu nk bukak puasa ngan family..fuhh makanan penuh satu meja, air mmg mcm2 la..air tebu, kelapa, soya n mcm2 la..xp kalau sy..x sah berbuka kalau x de nasi..x leh hdp tanpa nasi..hihihi...bkn mknn yg penting time puasa ni, xp bln nila bulan yg sangat mulia n memberi byk keinsafan dlm diri. Time nila kita nk mmperbanyakkan amal jariah kita. Ada masa tu p la solat tarawikh, bkn sll kan, bulan posa je kiter btarawikh, mana da kiter tarawikh kan bln len..bertadarus ke..elok la sangat2..perbanyakkan sedekah k..&lt;br /&gt;bulan ramadhan ni la bln yg ditunggu cz ada mlm lailatul qadar, malam seribu malam kan..&lt;br /&gt;alangkah bertuahnya bg sesiapa yg ditakdirkan dpt menemui mlm tu..hope kita insan terpilih yg akan menemui mlm tu..amin...&lt;br /&gt;Byk gak kenangan time bln puasa ni, plg best shopping kat bazaar ramadhan, bpk la byk mknn mmg rambang mata la, beli byk2 then x termakan. Bangun pun xlarat sudah..so kawal sikit nafsu mkn tu jgn diikut sgt nnti poket kita jugak yg kosong dah tu membazir..x elok tu..nak ke jadi adik-beradik ngan syaitan...huhu,,mintak dijauhkan..teringat time kecik2 dulu, time otak masih gila2..( skung dah tobat dah) hehe...ada ke patut cz terlampau haus tu sanggup minum air paip then ngan muka x malu berbuka la gak ngan family mcm la dia puasa..aduii..byk tol dosaku..huhu..hope dgn hadirnya sekali lagi bln ramadhan ni dptla sama2 kta menunaikan ibadah berpuasa n diberi kesempatan tok puasa full sebulan..huhu..kla..sampai sinie je coretan tok kali ni..nnti nk wat syawal oo syawal la pulak..hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-7028939138029744381?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/7028939138029744381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=7028939138029744381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7028939138029744381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7028939138029744381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-oo-ramadhan.html' title='..ramadhan oo ramadhan..'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-3337224114281973972</id><published>2009-08-16T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:27:29.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 benda nak bg tau kat org...??..ape ek..</title><content type='html'>akibat dah d tag oleh hana, so terpaksa la menjawabnyer..&lt;br /&gt;1. actly, time kat matrix labuan dulu rasa benci sgt n x suker r kat situ xp bler dah hbs kat situ rasa rindu sesangat nk p situ blk..coklat wahh..murah gler r..n also kuala penyu kat sabah..very wonderful place..hope dpt p situ ag next time.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hana!!!!....apa kaitan sy ngan mirul r..ktorg kwn je r..forever n ever ( mirul jgn frust lak kalau terbaca) haha...&lt;br /&gt;3. nk kuar jln2 ngan jay..wpun dia suka bwk keta laju2 n suka kacau sy selalu, xp hepi time kuar ngan dia..( jay..jgn nak perasan k)&lt;br /&gt;4. apa lg ek..nak baju raya baru!!! mummy...huk3..&lt;br /&gt;5. x sabar nak blk kpg raya ni..hope dpt blk..dulu ada sorang lecturer kat matrix, dia ada pesan kat kitorng kalau raya balik la kalau boleh cz kiter x tau sampai bler kter boleh beraya bersama ngan keluarga kiter. Jgn ikut sgt ego tu, my family is everything for me..mana tau sapa2 akan PERGI dulu, nnti menyesal x sudah..menangis x berlagu dah..huhu&lt;br /&gt;6. wpun rasa mcm x best jer duduk ump ni, xp kekadang enjoy gak ngan member2 yg hepi2 go lucky tu..terutamanya budak2 k27..n my best friends, step n christine..thx cz owez make me hepi..muahxx&lt;br /&gt;7. to my rum8..(hana)..insyaAllah ada duit nnti akan ku byr semua htg2 ku padamu..kakaka..&lt;br /&gt;jgn nk shopping jer...bler ag nak men skuash?? ( ray tolongla ajarkan budak ni men skuash..nnti x pasal2 ader kasut terbang..hhaaha..nike ag tu..kikiki)&lt;br /&gt;8. rindu sangat kat member2 lama..time sek. men, n matrix dulu...huhuhu..iza, fathin, atin, rohaya, ain, nisa, mel n baby..miss u all..huk4&lt;br /&gt;9. kalau la kan sorang member ni terbaca..ni pesanan tok dia..in swk ( wpun kita dah x sama agik, ko iboh rasa rendah dirik ngan aku. Aku tetap kwn kau mcm dolok, dari kecik kita kwn..dr tabika weh..kenak ko x mok contact aku agik..aku rindu mk kelakar ngan ko mcm dolok2..xp ko menyepi..rezeki ada di mana2..ko iboh putus asa k..hope dpt beraya ngan ko kelak)&lt;br /&gt;10.to 'org kat USM sana' if dia terbaca la..jgn tensen2 k..hope dpt jumpa awk ag..kenangan ku di aport hari tu..menyesal gler r x tegur dia..padahal kat depan mata je..apasal la aku ni bengong sgt..huhuhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-3337224114281973972?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/3337224114281973972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=3337224114281973972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/3337224114281973972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/3337224114281973972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-benda-nak-bg-tau-kat-orgape-ek.html' title='10 benda nak bg tau kat org...??..ape ek..'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-6791442574678911615</id><published>2009-08-13T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:22:27.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kenangan di Thailand..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SoTYIIPmuKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OMc-wjeKCgg/s1600-h/IMG_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369654289895962786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SoTYIIPmuKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OMc-wjeKCgg/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369649419465124370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SoTTsoeZ6hI/AAAAAAAAAFE/61rhXSN4HMY/s320/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wokeyh..citer yg agak basi sudah..bln 5 yg lalu time org lain sedap2 blk kpg, sy lak sibuk uruskan pasal program biodesel ke Thai tu. Actly, program ni under JKM UTM, ktorg seramai 5 org bdk2 UMP yg join..Nk perkenalkanlah diorg ni, sy, hana, ray, mirul n law..termasuk peg. pengiring sir ngui n 2 org pok cik driver..mmg gempak r. Paling membuatkan sy mjadi sgt penat ialah program ni adlh konvoi berkereta dari UTM Skudai ke Prince Of Songkla University Of Suratthani Thailand..mmg penat gler r. Bayangkan terpaksa duduk je kat dlm van dari selatan ke utara..wuiiihhh...mmg byk r pengalaman yg dpt..n yg plg bestnyer kitorg sempat singgah ke pulau Koh Samui..mmg agak cantik r..so sy x kan sesekali lupakan kenangan ni cz bkn sll kter kuar oversea kan..kpd hana, ray, n mirul jgn gelak lak baca posting ni. Saja je nk imbas kenangan time muda2 dulu. Kenangan ngan budak lesung pipit..( faham2 r ) haha...Bdw, dlm bersuka ria tu ada gak pahitnya. Sebenarnya time gini la kita nak uji semangat tolong-menolong n jgn pentingkan diri-sendiri n make sure kena 'on-time' ok. Sabar tu ant nilai2 murni yg blh diterapkan..wah2 mcm nk belajar KOMSAS lak..hihi. So harap lain kali dpt agi la merasa ke negara org ni. Lupa lak, kalau nak ke Thailand pastikan kena ada translater r cz mmg berpeluh2 time nak shopping tu cz diorng mmg x fhm sangat english apatah lagi bhs melayu. OK r nak stop dulu r, kepada sesiapa yg berkenaan, jgn gelak tau bl bc..daa..salam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4128240909433492047-6791442574678911615?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/6791442574678911615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=6791442574678911615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6791442574678911615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6791442574678911615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/08/kenangan-di-thailand.html' title='kenangan di Thailand..'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SoTYIIPmuKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OMc-wjeKCgg/s72-c/IMG_1315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-6582337252261497317</id><published>2009-08-13T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:21:26.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>......bertemu kembali........</title><content type='html'>.....yippii...&lt;br /&gt;rasanya dah lama dah x update blog. Malas sebenarnya, xp seronok lak baca blog org. So at last teringin lak nak update segala2 kat blog yg rsanya bersawang dah..hihihi..actly, asal usul blog ni tok posting article tok subject bi sem 1 dlu..mmg malas gler2 . Tp seru dia dah sampai kot tok buka balik blog ni..&lt;br /&gt;so, kpd sape2 yg tersinggah kat blog ni jgn heran tengok cerita yg saya bkl post kan adlh citer basi cz teringin nk flashback kenangan dulu2..&lt;br /&gt;so enjoy r k..&lt;br /&gt;daaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-6582337252261497317?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/6582337252261497317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=6582337252261497317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6582337252261497317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6582337252261497317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/08/bertemu-kembali.html' title='......bertemu kembali........'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-7380327921727164365</id><published>2009-03-31T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:27:22.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~MY MEMORY~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SdLss31f4NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/y_npTt2xxD0/s1600-h/herwana+(64).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319574365524713682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SdLss31f4NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/y_npTt2xxD0/s320/herwana+(64).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This memory I will remember for the whole of my life. When I was study in Labuan Matriculation College (LMC), I went to camp located at Kampung Tempurung, Kuala Penyu, Sabah. Actually, I didn’t want to go for that camp because I was not interested to go to the any kind of camp or co-curiculum activities.&lt;br /&gt;On that historical Friday, all the participants need to gather around 11.00 am. My friend and I was coming late to the gather location, therefore, we got free lecture from the lecturers.Fuhh..what a bad day. Then after heard some briefing from our head camp commandant, we leave LMC around 12.00 pm. I’m really wanted to run back and hope this camp got last minute cancelled. From Labuan, we need to take a ferry to the Menumbok, Sabah. Then, from Menumbok we will proceeded our journey to the Kampung Tempurung at Kuala Penyu.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived around 7.00 pm and after a long journey, we couldn’t take any break because we arrived so late and we need to build camp before night became darker. Our camp commandant became angry with us and all of us got punishment which pumping around fifty time. On that night, we did a lot of activities like ice breaking and games.&lt;br /&gt;Second day, I need to wake up around 4 am because I became one of the ‘centri’ which my duty was to guard my friends safety. Beside that, I need to boil water and immersed mee to be our breakfast on that day. Early in the morning, all of us jogging at the beach. So refreshing and calming. After breakfast and heard instruction from our instructor, around 11.00 am, we had jungle tracking. Very tiring and I had to faced a lot of difficulty before arrived to the finished line. The most difficult one is I need to across the river. After jungle tracking, we had games which is like explorace. The most embarrassing one, I need to sing Titanic song to got a clue.&lt;br /&gt;On that night, we had cultural night which is we need to present a performance to the instructors. Then, the most scary one, we had night walk which is we need to walk alone in the darknest around fifteen minutes.Fuhh...like a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;Third day, like the day before all of us had jogging. After that, we work together to clean up the village. Then, we got games. So enjoyable and all of us felt very happy even we felt so tired. But not everything leave us a sweet memory, until now i’m regret for what I had done during that camp. Because of me, all my friends got punishment which we need to pumping more than one hundred time. I felt so sad because became so coward and because of that incident I learned that the most valuable things in my life. Lets the incident became secret and only certain person knew it. Because of this camp, I can’t heard these two songs ‘mungkin nanti’ and ‘ruang rindu’.These songs will make me sad and will automatically remembered me to this camp.&lt;br /&gt;All of us left the village around 2 pm after the ceremony. When I was in the ferry, i can seen very beautiful view, sunset in the sea. I’m feel very happy because I can saw it with my lovely one..hehe..We arrived at LMC around 10.00 pm.Even I’m felt very tired like don’t want to wake up again, but I can learn so many valuable things in my life. This memory I will keep it inside on my heart for the rest of my life and I will not going to forget it. Let it become a lesson for me and also to all my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-7380327921727164365?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/7380327921727164365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=7380327921727164365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7380327921727164365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7380327921727164365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-memory.html' title='~~~~MY MEMORY~~~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SdLss31f4NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/y_npTt2xxD0/s72-c/herwana+(64).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-4684889069863982533</id><published>2009-03-31T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:44:06.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my favourite fruit~strawberry~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SdLU4fCYLUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o4NbD2R8q2s/s1600-h/strawberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319548176747212098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SdLU4fCYLUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o4NbD2R8q2s/s320/strawberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garden strawberries are a common variety of strawberry cultivated worldwide. Like other species of Fragaria (strawberries), it belongs to the family Rosaceae. Technically it is not a fruit but a false fruit, meaning the fleshy part is derived not from the plant's ovaries (achenes) but from the peg at the bottom of the bowl-shaped hypanthium that holds the ovaries.&lt;br /&gt;The Garden Strawberry was first bred in Europe in the early 18th century. This represents the accidental cross of Fragaria virginiana from eastern North America, which was noted for its flavor, and Fragaria chiloensis from Chile, which was noted for its large size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strawberry cultivars vary remarkably in size, colour, flavour, shape, degree of fertility, season of ripening, liability to disease and constitution of plant. Some vary in foliage, and some vary materially in the relative development of their sexual organs. In most cases the flowers appear hermaphroditic in structure, but function as either male or female.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strawberries are picked at their peak and do not ripen after harvesting, so select berries that are bright red in color that have a natural sheen with fresh looking green caps. Avoid strawberries with green or white tips. If boxed in cardboard or other paper products, pay particular attention to any dampness and/or staining, especially at the bottom of the container. This may be evidence of significantly overripe, even decaying fruit. Store strawberries in the refrigerator in a single layer on a paper towel in a moisture proof container. Eat them within 48 - 72 hours, or freeze them. Do not wash them until you are ready to eat them, or they will become mushy and moldy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-4684889069863982533?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/4684889069863982533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=4684889069863982533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/4684889069863982533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/4684889069863982533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favourite-fruitstrawberry.html' title='my favourite fruit~strawberry~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SdLU4fCYLUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o4NbD2R8q2s/s72-c/strawberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-3491754239085443765</id><published>2009-03-27T10:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:41:28.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>want to know more with our friend..doraemon and nobita..??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Sc0NAHS-FlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/quzl59jIqDY/s1600-h/230px-DRMN_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317921030604199506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Sc0NAHS-FlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/quzl59jIqDY/s320/230px-DRMN_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doraemon is a Japanese manga series created by Fujiko F. Fujio which pen name as Hiroshi Fujimoto which later became an anime series and Asian franchise. The series is about a robotic cat named Doraemon, who travels back in time from the 22nd century to aid a schoolboy, Nobita Nobi. The series first appeared in December 1969, when it was published simultaneously in six different magazines. In total, 1,344 stories were created in the original series, which are published by Shogakukan under the Tentomush that is a one of manga brand, extending to forty-five volumes. The volumes are collected in the Takaoka Central Library in Toyama, Japan. Fujio was born in Toyama. A majority of Doraemon episodes are comedies with moral lessons regarding values such as integrity, perseverance, courage, family and respect for elders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doraemon was awarded the first Shogakukan Manga Award for children's manga in 1982 and the first Osamu Tezuka Culture Award in 1997. In March 2008, Japan's Foreign Ministry appointed Doraemon as the nation's first "anime ambassador." Ministry spokesman explained the novel decision as an attempt to help people in other countries to understand Japanese anime better and to deepen their interest in Japanese culture." The Foreign Ministry action confirms that Doraemon has come to be considered a Japanese cultural icon. In 2002, the anime character was acclaimed as an Asian Hero in a special feature survey conducted by Time Asia magazine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-3491754239085443765?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/3491754239085443765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=3491754239085443765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/3491754239085443765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/3491754239085443765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/03/want-to-know-more-with-our_27.html' title='want to know more with our friend..doraemon and nobita..??'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Sc0NAHS-FlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/quzl59jIqDY/s72-c/230px-DRMN_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2537976713693316160</id><published>2009-03-27T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:54:17.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~NGAJAT DANCE~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Sc0DPd-9VaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/srNLcSQjcI8/s1600-h/Ngajat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317910299276039586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Sc0DPd-9VaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/srNLcSQjcI8/s320/Ngajat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The origin of this indigenous dance is not clearly known but it is believed to have been in existence along with the Iban tribe since the 16th Century. The Ngajat dance is believed to have been performed by warriors on their return from battles. This dance is now performed to celebrate the most important harvest festival called ‘Gawai’, to welcome important guests to the longhouses and so on.&lt;br /&gt;The male dancers wear large feathers as part of their headgear, hold an ornate and long shield in their hand with chains, beads and a loincloth called the ‘cawat’. The female dancers have an elaborate headdress, chains, beads and a ‘dress’ that reaches to below their knees with intricate weaving. Traditionally this dance was only performed by male dancers but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The dance is arranged straight lines and in a circle and does involve dramatic leaps and jumps performed by the male dancers.&lt;br /&gt;Gongs and other ethnic percussion instruments such as the ‘enkeromong’, ‘bendai’, ‘canang’ and ‘dumbak or ketebong’ provide the music. The musicians may be either male or female.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2537976713693316160?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2537976713693316160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2537976713693316160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2537976713693316160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2537976713693316160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/03/ngajat-dance.html' title='~NGAJAT DANCE~'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Sc0DPd-9VaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/srNLcSQjcI8/s72-c/Ngajat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-809021210301376045</id><published>2009-03-27T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:10:13.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE TO DRINK COFFEE???...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Scz54V7-VGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UlErFk_0hAo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317900006374397026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Scz54V7-VGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UlErFk_0hAo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffee is a brewed beverage prepared from roasted seeds, commonly called coffee beans, of the coffee plant. Caffeinated coffee has a stimulating effect in humans. Today, coffee is one of the most popular beverages worldwide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffee was first discovered in Eastern Africa in an area we know today as Ethiopia. A popular legend refers to a goat herder by the name of Kaldi, who observed his goats acting unusually frisky after eating berries from a bush. Curious about this phenomenon, Kaldi tried eating the berries himself. He found that these berries gave him a renewed energy. The news of this energy laden fruit quickly spread throughout the region.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing about this amazing fruit, Monks dried the berries so that they could be transported to distant monasteries. They reconstituted these berries in water, ate the fruit, and drank the liquid to provide stimulation for a more awakened time for prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Espresso, a recent innovation in the way to prepare coffee, obtained its origin in 1822, with the innovation of the first crude espresso machine in France. The Italians perfected this wonderful machine and were the first to manufacture it. Espresso has become such an integral part of Italian life and culture that there are presently over 200,000 espresso bars in Italy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-809021210301376045?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/809021210301376045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=809021210301376045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/809021210301376045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/809021210301376045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-to-drink-coffee.html' title='LOVE TO DRINK COFFEE???...'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/Scz54V7-VGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UlErFk_0hAo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-3160897125167936908</id><published>2008-10-13T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:18:08.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'roti canai...emm yummy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SPNKgeG37PI/AAAAAAAAADs/O1nRlS_aY-s/s1600-h/roti+canai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256627111769664754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SPNKgeG37PI/AAAAAAAAADs/O1nRlS_aY-s/s320/roti+canai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roti canai (pronounced "chanai," not "kanai") is a type of flatbread found in Malaysia, often sold in Mamak stalls. It is identical to the Singaporean roti prata and a close descendant of Kerala porotta.Roti means bread in Hindi, Urdu, most other North Indian languages, and Malay.The dish is composed of dough containing copious amounts of fat, egg, flour and water. The form of fat used is usually ghee (clarified butter). The entire mixture is kneaded thoroughly, flattened, oiled and folded repeatedly. It is then allowed to proof and rise, and the process is repeated. The final round of preparation consists of flattening the dough ball, coating it with oil and then cooking on a flat iron skillet with a lot of oil. The ideal roti is flat, fluffy on the inside but crispy and flaky on the outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-3160897125167936908?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/3160897125167936908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=3160897125167936908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/3160897125167936908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/3160897125167936908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/10/roti-canaiemm-yummy.html' title='&apos;roti canai...emm yummy..'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SPNKgeG37PI/AAAAAAAAADs/O1nRlS_aY-s/s72-c/roti+canai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-1798637187455141193</id><published>2008-10-10T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T04:19:26.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>romantic story of NODAME CANTABILE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SO86MHj9PgI/AAAAAAAAADk/8twUifnP-ZU/s1600-h/ICAKD55KVCAWBN2CECAK20KTZCAY30BPTCAV8YU46CAXCV1MCCA0F6EOHCABDWX7HCALQEXDJCAVPANEICAN9A2MLCA301QFDCAHSGUTQCAC4U6MVCAS9OV6SCAJ3MNK1CA7ZHJR4CA17XVG2CAKANS4I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255483270027361794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SO86MHj9PgI/AAAAAAAAADk/8twUifnP-ZU/s320/ICAKD55KVCAWBN2CECAK20KTZCAY30BPTCAV8YU46CAXCV1MCCA0F6EOHCABDWX7HCALQEXDJCAVPANEICAN9A2MLCA301QFDCAHSGUTQCAC4U6MVCAS9OV6SCAJ3MNK1CA7ZHJR4CA17XVG2CAKANS4I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Based on the hit comic bookby Tomoko Ninomiya, this is a fun-filled quirky romantic story of 2 very opposite people.Megumi Noda, or "Nodame" is a piano student at Momogaoka College of Music. A n extremely talented pianist who wants to be a kindergarten teacher, she prefers playing by ear rather than reading the music score. She is messy and disorganized, takes baths several days apart and loves to eat, sometimes stealing her friend's lunchbox when it is filled with delicacies.Shinichi Chiaki, is Momogaoka's top student.Born into a musical family, he is talented in piano and violin and has a secret ambitions to become a conductor.An arrogant multi-lingual perfectionistwho once lives abroad in the musical capitals of the world of a young boy, he feels mired in Japan because of a childhood phobia.They meet by accident.Nodame quickly falls in love, but it takes much longer for Chiaki to even begin to appreciate Nodame's unusual qualities.Their relationship causes them both to develop and grow.Because of Nodame, Chiaki transfers into the Conductor Division, leads a student orchestra and begins to have a broader appreciation of people's musical abilities.Because of Chiaki, Nodame faces her fears and enters a piano competition.Opportunities open up as both begin taking risks, stretching themselves far more than they ever though possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-1798637187455141193?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/1798637187455141193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=1798637187455141193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1798637187455141193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1798637187455141193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/10/romantic-story-of-nodame-cantabile.html' title='romantic story of NODAME CANTABILE...'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SO86MHj9PgI/AAAAAAAAADk/8twUifnP-ZU/s72-c/ICAKD55KVCAWBN2CECAK20KTZCAY30BPTCAV8YU46CAXCV1MCCA0F6EOHCABDWX7HCALQEXDJCAVPANEICAN9A2MLCA301QFDCAHSGUTQCAC4U6MVCAS9OV6SCAJ3MNK1CA7ZHJR4CA17XVG2CAKANS4I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-8665161149181041027</id><published>2008-10-10T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T03:38:45.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUA KUMBU...so beautiful!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SO8woqMt6sI/AAAAAAAAADc/H895bqwlYjc/s1600-h/NCA7SU96TCAV54LXNCA5E4IMPCABL0KR6CA3ZYXTOCAWHC9C4CA059L46CAM7WDGHCANTL8CACADG1TU3CAP8KQFICAEJSGDJCA1DRAASCAA58YUFCA2IUUE1CA4BFJ2ACA8UJ9A1CAY81UMCCA9DJI2G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255472765245188802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SO8woqMt6sI/AAAAAAAAADc/H895bqwlYjc/s320/NCA7SU96TCAV54LXNCA5E4IMPCABL0KR6CA3ZYXTOCAWHC9C4CA059L46CAM7WDGHCANTL8CACADG1TU3CAP8KQFICAEJSGDJCA1DRAASCAA58YUFCA2IUUE1CA4BFJ2ACA8UJ9A1CAY81UMCCA9DJI2G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pua Kumbu is a traditional patterned multicolored ceremonial cotton cloth used by the Iban, made and used in Sarawak, Malaysia. Pua kumbu are woven by Dayak women and are considered to be sacred objects. They are used for lifecycle rituals and special events including the birth of a child, coming of age celebrations, receipt of an important item to a longhouse, and to screen a corpse that is being laid out in a longhouse prior to burial.Throughout history, women have been inextricably associated with textile arts. No matter what materials are used, no matter what form of culture is referenced, their participation has remained constant in influencing, shaping and evolving numerous varied techniques. When one reviews historical and anthropological literature, this fact is seldom recognised or is relegated to rather insignificant cultural importance. Thus it is not suprising that although much has been written on Iban culture, emphasis has been on male dominated activities. As a result, very little research has been made into women's contribution on the technical aspects of weaving, there has been little study of the pua kumbu in a cultural and social context. Discussion and ensuing interpretation of the symbolism has been limited to the study of individual motifs rather than examining the pua composition as a whole.According to legend, some twenty-four generations ago, Singalang Burong, the God of War, taught his grandson; Surong Gunting the use of the most sacred of all the pua, the lebor api, after a period of warfare. The tradition was established that heads captured in war should be received ceremonially on this cloth, which has to be dyed a deep red colour, and was often woven using a special supplementary weft technique (sungkit). This pua was woven at Batu Gelong the longhouse abode of the goddesses of weaving, Kumang, Indai Abang, and Lullong, Indigo (tarum) and other plants used for dyeing were planted around the longhouse. Beyond the longhouse on the farm, cotton (taya), the most important crop next to padi, was planted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-8665161149181041027?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/8665161149181041027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=8665161149181041027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/8665161149181041027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/8665161149181041027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/10/pua-kumbuso-beautiful.html' title='PUA KUMBU...so beautiful!!!'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SO8woqMt6sI/AAAAAAAAADc/H895bqwlYjc/s72-c/NCA7SU96TCAV54LXNCA5E4IMPCABL0KR6CA3ZYXTOCAWHC9C4CA059L46CAM7WDGHCANTL8CACADG1TU3CAP8KQFICAEJSGDJCA1DRAASCAA58YUFCA2IUUE1CA4BFJ2ACA8UJ9A1CAY81UMCCA9DJI2G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-6859261244838566394</id><published>2008-10-08T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T06:42:25.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keropok lekor..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOy4sAqalQI/AAAAAAAAADU/Zh1ZHyTBLoU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254777931466183938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOy4sAqalQI/AAAAAAAAADU/Zh1ZHyTBLoU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most famous local food in Terengganu is Keropok Lekor, which is made primarily from a combination of dough (sago flour) and pounded fish mainly from mackerel and sardines, fried and served with hot chilli sauce for afternoon tea. Keropok Keping (fish crackers) are made from sun-dried slices of Keropok Lekor. Numerous keropok stalls are to be found on the side of the highway that passes through coastal communities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-6859261244838566394?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/6859261244838566394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=6859261244838566394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6859261244838566394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6859261244838566394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/10/keropok-lekor.html' title='keropok lekor..!!!'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOy4sAqalQI/AAAAAAAAADU/Zh1ZHyTBLoU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-1255575796243350362</id><published>2008-10-08T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T05:55:04.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambutan...emm delicious..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOythSNFKZI/AAAAAAAAADM/tYnHYKPAi6g/s1600-h/180px-Rambutan_stall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254765652568517010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOythSNFKZI/AAAAAAAAADM/tYnHYKPAi6g/s320/180px-Rambutan_stall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rambutan ( Nephelium lappaceum) is a medium-sized tropical tree in the family Sapindaceae, and the fruit of this tree. It is probably native to Southeast Asia, although its precise natural distribution is unknown. It is closely related to several other edible tropical fruits including the Lychee, Longan and Mamoncillo. It is believed to be native to the Malay Archipelago. Rambutan in Indonesian or Malay literally means hairy or hairy fruit caused by the 'hair' that covers this fruit. In Panama, Costa Rica, and Nicaragua, it is known as mamón chino. There is a second species regularly for sale at Malay markets which is known as "wild" rambutan. It is a little smaller than the usual red variety and is colored yellow.It is a popular garden fruit tree and propagated commercially in small orchards. It is one of the best known fruits of southeast Asia and is also widely cultivated elsewhere the tropics including Africa, Cambodia, the Caribbean islands, Central America, India, Indonesia, Malaysia, the Philippines, and Sri Lanka. Thailand is the largest producer from Surat Thani Province Thailand. Rambutan production is increasing in Australia and, in 1997, was one of the top three tropical fruits produced in Hawaii. It is also produced in Ecuador where it is known as "achotillo".&lt;br /&gt;The fruit are usually sold fresh, used in making jams and jellies, or canned. Evergreen rambutan trees with their abundant coloured fruit make beautiful landscape specimens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-1255575796243350362?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/1255575796243350362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=1255575796243350362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1255575796243350362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1255575796243350362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/10/rambutanemm-delicious.html' title='Rambutan...emm delicious..'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOythSNFKZI/AAAAAAAAADM/tYnHYKPAi6g/s72-c/180px-Rambutan_stall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-589046294306294151</id><published>2008-10-08T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T05:57:29.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LEGEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOyojiTgQcI/AAAAAAAAADE/c0khNFnvl5s/s1600-h/pramlee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254760193692025282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOyojiTgQcI/AAAAAAAAADE/c0khNFnvl5s/s320/pramlee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tan Sri Dr P. Ramlee PSM, AMN (22 March 1929–29 May 1973) was a Malaysian film actor, director singer, and songwriter. Due to his contributions in the movie and music industry, as well as in the literary scene, he is often attributed as the icon of Malay entertainment in both Malaysia as well as Singapore.Ramlee was born Teuku Zakaria bin Teuku Nyak Puteh to Teuku Nyak Puteh bin Teuku Karim and Che' Mah Hussein at his grandmother's house (now opened as P. Ramlee House) in Counter Hall (now renamed as Jalan P. Ramlee), Penang, Malaysia. His father Teuku Nyak Puteh was a sailor from Lhokseumawe in the province of Aceh, Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;As a child, he studied in several schools, including the famous Penang Free School. During his school days he was very active in sports, especially sepak takraw, badminton, and football.&lt;br /&gt;He was married three times, the last to the singer Salmah Ismail (or popularly known as Saloma) in 1961.On 29 May 1973 P.Ramlee died at the age of 44 due to heart problems and was buried in Jalan Ampang Muslim Cemetery, Kuala Lumpur. In 1986, in honour of his contributions to the Malaysian entertainment industry, the P. Ramlee Memorial was set up in Setapak, Kuala Lumpur. In 1982, Jalan Parry in the KL city centre has been renamed Jalan P. Ramlee in his honor. He was posthumously awarded with the Malaysian honorific title Tan Sri in the early 1990s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-589046294306294151?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/589046294306294151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=589046294306294151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/589046294306294151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/589046294306294151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/10/legend.html' title='THE LEGEND'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOyojiTgQcI/AAAAAAAAADE/c0khNFnvl5s/s72-c/pramlee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-273429381043723294</id><published>2008-10-07T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:42:00.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOUNT SANTUBONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOuDFYwmwNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7b-lHEugEn4/s1600-h/300px-Mount_Santubong_from_Santubong_Bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254437518826717394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOuDFYwmwNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7b-lHEugEn4/s320/300px-Mount_Santubong_from_Santubong_Bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mount Santubong is a mountain in the Malaysian state of Sarawak. It is located about 35 km north of the state capital Kuching.On a clear day, it can be seen from Kuching. The mountain and its surrounding area is a popular tourist attraction.According to the Encyclopaedia of Iban Studies the original inhabitants of Santubong are Ibans the sea Dyak.Si-antu-ubong means 'the spirit boat'in the Iban language.Antu is hantu in Malay which means spirit or ghost.Santubong are boat like coffins made from a single hollow log designed to represent the vesell in which a dead person will travel from this world to afterlife. The name Santubong is derived from "san choo bong" in the Hakka Chinese dialect, meaning "wild pig king" or "king of wild pig".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A legend often associated with the mountain is of two beautiful princesses, Santubong and Sejinjang. Santubong was an expert weaver while Sejinjang was an excellent rice tresher. One day, they had a quarrel and exchanged blows. Sejinjang swung her tresher which hit Santubong's cheek. Santubong threw her weaver at Sejinjang, hitting her in the head. Putting an end to the quarrel, the King of Heaven cursed both of them into mountains. Santubong turned into Mount Santubong while Sejinjang was turned into Mount Sejinjang. It is said that Mount Santubong resembles a woman lying on her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-273429381043723294?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/273429381043723294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=273429381043723294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/273429381043723294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/273429381043723294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/10/mount-santubong.html' title='MOUNT SANTUBONG'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SOuDFYwmwNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7b-lHEugEn4/s72-c/300px-Mount_Santubong_from_Santubong_Bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2330560268715015782</id><published>2008-10-07T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:09:00.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES-ronan keating</title><content type='html'>Sometimes late at nightI lie awake and watch her sleeping&lt;br /&gt;She's lost in peaceful dreams&lt;br /&gt;So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And the thought crosses my mind&lt;br /&gt;If I never wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Would she ever doubt the way I feelAbout her in my heart&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;Will she know how much I loved her&lt;br /&gt;Did I try in every way to show her every day&lt;br /&gt;That she's my only one&lt;br /&gt;And if my time on earth were through&lt;br /&gt;And she must face the world without me&lt;br /&gt;Is the love I gave her in the past&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be enough to lastIf tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life&lt;br /&gt;Who never knew how much I loved them&lt;br /&gt;Now I live with the regret&lt;br /&gt;That my true feelings for them never were revealed&lt;br /&gt;So I made a promise to myself&lt;br /&gt;To say each day how much she means to me&lt;br /&gt;And avoid that circumstance&lt;br /&gt;Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;Will she know how much I loved her&lt;br /&gt;Did I try in every way to show her every day&lt;br /&gt;That she's my only oneAnd if my time on earth were through&lt;br /&gt;And she must face the world without me&lt;br /&gt;Is the love I gave her in the past&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be enough to lastIf tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;So tell that someone that you loveJust what you're thinking of&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2330560268715015782?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2330560268715015782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2330560268715015782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SNdkaY-FBQI/AAAAAAAAACw/DPdZvLS1UBs/s1600-h/aurora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SNdkaY-FBQI/AAAAAAAAACw/DPdZvLS1UBs/s320/aurora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248774295265805570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aurora &lt;/span&gt;are natural coloured light displays in the sky, usually observed at night, particularly in the polar zone. They typically occured in the ionosphere. Some scientists called them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"polar aurora".&lt;/span&gt; Aurorae are produced by the collision of charged particles from Earth's magnetosphere, mostly electron but also proton and heavier particles. The auroras is a common occurance in the Poles. It is occasionally in temperate latitudes,  when a strong magnetic storm temporarily expand the auroral oval. The ultimate energy source of the aurora is the solar wind flowing past the Earth. Images of aurora are significantly more common today due to the rise of use of digital cameras that have high enough sensivities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2550431289979498777?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2550431289979498777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2550431289979498777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2550431289979498777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2550431289979498777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/09/aurora.html' title='AURORA'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SNdkaY-FBQI/AAAAAAAAACw/DPdZvLS1UBs/s72-c/aurora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-6539209006176116079</id><published>2008-09-03T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TULIP..BEAUTIFUL FLOWER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SL4rysJ3o0I/AAAAAAAAACo/oJxWPDULbY8/s1600-h/TULIP4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241675166151844674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SL4rysJ3o0I/AAAAAAAAACo/oJxWPDULbY8/s320/TULIP4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tulipa, commonly called Tulip, is a genus of about 150 species of bulbous flowering plants in the family Liliaceae.The native range of the species includes southern Europe, north Africa, and Asia from Anatolia and Iran in the east to northeast of China. The centre of diversity of the genus is in the Pamir and Hindu Kush mountains and the steppes of Kazakhstan. A number of species and many hybrid cultivars are grown in gardens, used as pot plants or as fresh cut flowers.&lt;br /&gt;The species are perennials from bulbs, the tunicate bulbs are often produced on the ends of stolons and covered with glabrous to variously hairy papery coverings. The species include short low growing plants to tall upright plants, growing from 10 to 70 centimeters (4–27 in) tall. They can even grow in the cold and snowy winter.&lt;br /&gt;Although tulips are associated with Holland, both the flower and its name originated in the Ottoman&lt;a title="Ottoman Empire" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ottoman_Empire"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Empire.Tulips originate from mountainous areas with temperate&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Temperate climate" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temperate_climate"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;climates and need a period of cool dormancy. They do best in climates with long cool springs and early summers, but they are often grown as spring blooming annual plantings in warmer areas of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-6539209006176116079?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/6539209006176116079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=6539209006176116079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6539209006176116079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/6539209006176116079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/09/tulipbeautiful-flower.html' title='TULIP..BEAUTIFUL FLOWER'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SL4rysJ3o0I/AAAAAAAAACo/oJxWPDULbY8/s72-c/TULIP4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-1032835869219843292</id><published>2008-08-29T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT MAKES A GOOD POWER PRESENTATION.....</title><content type='html'>There are a few tips to make a good powerpoint presentation.They are the presentation not more than  6 line or bullet per slide. No misspelling or grammatical errors. The content and ideas are presented in unique and interesting way. All content throughout the presentation is accurate. Important to sequence of imformation is organized in a clear logical way. Your graphics are attractive due to its size and colour and also support the theme or content of the presentation. Does not detract from text or other graphics choice of backgroup is consistent from slide to slide and is appropriate for the topic. Speak to audience not to yhe slide or projector  screen. A powerpoint template or colour scheme with a a gradient background was used not black and white. Lastly, effective use of reference materials in preparation of talk..:')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-1032835869219843292?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/1032835869219843292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=1032835869219843292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1032835869219843292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/1032835869219843292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-makes-good-power-presentation.html' title='WHAT MAKES A GOOD POWER PRESENTATION.....'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-131790387900241377</id><published>2008-08-29T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HISTORY OF STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SLf9__rhjqI/AAAAAAAAACA/I18kFthVM0g/s1600-h/bintang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239935967336435362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SLf9__rhjqI/AAAAAAAAACA/I18kFthVM0g/s320/bintang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A star is a massive, luminous ball of plasma. The nearest star to Earth is the sun, which is the source of most of the energy on Earth. Other stars are visible in the night sky, when they are not outshone by the Sun. For most of its life, a star shines because thermonuclear fusion in its core releases energy that traverses the star's interior and then radiates into outer space. Almost all elements heavier than hydrogen and helium were created by fusion processes in stars.A star begins as a collapsing cloud of material composed primarily of hydrogen, along with helium and trace amounts of heavier elements. Once the stellar core is sufficiently dense, some of the hydrogen is steadily converted into helium through the process of nuclear fusion.&lt;br /&gt;Historically, stars have been important to civilisation throughout the world. They have been used in religious practices and for celestial navigation and orientation. Many ancient astronomers believed that stars were permanently affixed to a heavenly sphere, and that they were immutable. By convention, astronomers grouped stars into constellations and used them to track the motions of the planet and the inferred position of the Sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SOURCE FROM WIKIPEDIA-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-131790387900241377?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/131790387900241377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=131790387900241377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/131790387900241377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/131790387900241377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/08/history-of-star.html' title='HISTORY OF STAR'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SLf9__rhjqI/AAAAAAAAACA/I18kFthVM0g/s72-c/bintang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-255581029692054676</id><published>2008-08-29T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT MAKES A GOOD PRESENTER.....</title><content type='html'>PRESENTER is a person who delivers a speech or program. There are a few steps that can be consider as a way to be a good presenter....&lt;br /&gt;   Need to have eye contact, the presenter must maintain their maximum eye with audience. Do not have your back to them at any point. Glance only briefly, at notes and continue talking to audience at the last raw can hear your presentation clearly. Then, voice, the presenter must speak loudly and clearly so that the audience at the last row can hear your presentation clearly. Don't have to be perfect, relax and use humour where appropriate. Harm up the audience and the room with and confident smile. Engage audience immediately, both through your body languange as well as by what you present. Have a few central point that you support well don't present too much material. Organinize the point in the most effective order that appropriate for the topic you are presenting. Practice in order to order ensure that you're able to elaborate on the outline notes on the presentation worksheet.Do not memorize the paragraph after paragraph written texts.Lastly, the presenter must have mental preparation well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-255581029692054676?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/255581029692054676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=255581029692054676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/255581029692054676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/255581029692054676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-makes-good-presenter.html' title='WHAT MAKES A GOOD PRESENTER.....'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-7648512897430161207</id><published>2008-08-29T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE OF THE PARTY!!!</title><content type='html'>CELEBRATION, big or small, are happening all the time, and they are never complete without great refreshments. Food and drinks are also powerful triggers of the memory, helping you relieve those feel-good memories. Like how a whiff of freshly-baked 'love letters' can transport you back 10 years ago to grandma's house during new year. Or how a sip of F&amp;amp;N can bring back a flood of fun-filled, wacky or touching moments. That's exactly why food and drink are vital finishing touch to any celebration.&lt;br /&gt;     Establishing what occasion it is exactly that you're celebrating is when you can begin planning your menu.&lt;br /&gt;     Celebrations dont's have to be complex or eloborate affairs to be enjoyable. Here are a few fun tips to help you plan and prepare for your impending food and drinks frenzy&lt;br /&gt;     The tips are don't base the entire menu on things you've never tried before. Offer a variety of d'oeuvres for events that are held in between meals. Make sure, buffet away. Self service also gives you a chance to take a breather and enjoy the party. Hot entrees like noodles, rice, curries, and roasted meats are perennial people-pleasers. Then, stay sensitive to the needs of your guests. Something dramatic such as a chocolate fountain which not only tastes heavenly but also acts as a fantastic focal points in a room. Garnished are another great way to add colour. When choosing foo, take time to think about the drinks to make your party, reception or dinner complete. Remember the formality of the event and the tastes of your party guests. Consider drinks that complement the meal and the ambiance of the event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-7648512897430161207?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/7648512897430161207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=7648512897430161207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7648512897430161207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7648512897430161207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-of-party.html' title='LIFE OF THE PARTY!!!'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-22276797860216230</id><published>2008-08-29T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SLf9J_DM3JI/AAAAAAAAABw/TIxHwcC4lDQ/s1600-h/MY+GALAXY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239935039454370962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SLf9J_DM3JI/AAAAAAAAABw/TIxHwcC4lDQ/s320/MY+GALAXY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-22276797860216230?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/22276797860216230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=22276797860216230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/22276797860216230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/22276797860216230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/SLf9J_DM3JI/AAAAAAAAABw/TIxHwcC4lDQ/s72-c/MY+GALAXY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-7285956905279933245</id><published>2008-08-28T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR HANDS COULD BE CARRYING?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   Germs are lurking in far more places than many of us realize and touching everyday objects or even just shaking hands can make us ill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;   Many people mistakenly believe that they pick up most of the germs that make them sick through the air, when someone else sneezes or coughs. In reality, 80% of the germs that cause illness are sored by contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;   These germs spread directly-by shaking hands, for example or indirectly, when we touch an object that has been touched by other people's 'germy' hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;   So where can one find the most germs? The answer is everywhere. From escalator handrails and ATMs to door knobs and even on an armrest of designer sofas in the poshest hotels. In other words, just about every place in the home or outside, has illness-causing germs because germs are a normal part of our world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-7285956905279933245?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/7285956905279933245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=7285956905279933245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7285956905279933245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7285956905279933245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-know-what-your-hands-could-be.html' title='DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR HANDS COULD BE CARRYING?'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-292268883809422341</id><published>2008-08-01T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S STOPPING YOU FROM EATING RIGHT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  Perhaps its your sweet tooth or maybe you simply can't survive without some sinful fast-food.No matter what tour excuse is for your unhealthy diet, there's always a simple way to fix it.There are some reasons that cause not to eat right.One of them is, salty foods, always tasty and full of flavour.Then, every meal on a sweet note because to satisfy your sweet tooth, skip the usual cheesecake or ice cream and try dark chocolate.Some people are programmed to be super sensitive to the healthy compounds found in vegetables, describing them as having an unpleasant, bitter taste.If your favourite foods include chicken rice, fishball noodles and 'nasi lemak', you are probably a total carb junkie.If you are up-to-there in work, it only makes sensethat you order fast food in right.By throwing together some easy lunches, you can save tons of calories and cents by avoiding fast food joints.If it's the fishy smell that turns you off, give cod, halibut or flounder a go before writing fish off for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-292268883809422341?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/292268883809422341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=292268883809422341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/292268883809422341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/292268883809422341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-stopping-you-from-eating-right.html' title='WHAT&apos;S STOPPING YOU FROM EATING RIGHT?'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-9005666743195246229</id><published>2008-07-31T23:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO BBQ OR NOT TO BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Polycyclicaromatic hydrocarbon (PAHs) formed on charred parts and in the smoke from dripping juices, and heterocyclic amines (HCAs) which formed when high heat reacts with red meat, poultry and fish are two common carcinogenic compounds linked to BBQs.If you must grill, hat we need to do is consistently flip and turn food at least once every minute over a lower heat to cook it evenly.Use tongs to flips food, as a fork's food piercing will cause juices to drip out and burn into car.Microwave burgers, poultry, ribs and fish before grilling as this eliminates 90 percent of HCAs, tip researchers at the Lawrence Livermore Laboratory, California.What we don't need to do is dump frozen foods straight to the grill as they will char and the outside before the inside is cooked.Marinate raw meat in thick sauces which can triple HCAs and PAHs, according to the Cancer Triple Center of Hawaii.Instead cover it with the thin, watery sauce for at least 10 minutes prior to grilling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-9005666743195246229?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/9005666743195246229/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2860228811513019634</id><published>2008-07-29T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP LONG DISTANCE FRIENDSHIP ALIVE</title><content type='html'>We have trouble enough maintaining our friendship through school and college.To make matter worst, today's airplane-happy society means  that friends will often be scattered all over the globe.Good friend, are hard to keep.But as long as you want to, there are ways to keep friendships alive over time and space.First, celebrate your friendship.Cyber-clique are a great idea, perfect for staying connected in a day-to-day sense and for memorising your friendship in a way only blogs can do.But to really stay in touch with each other in literal sense, you have to commit to meeting face-to-face on a regular basis.Second, stay connected.The first rule of any enough to just like call or text, whenever something is going down but all these communication tools have a crucial drawback, because they have no memory.Third, stay friends by plan for the future.By planning for the future, you can make it less uncertain adult years.Lastly, keep close closer.The mistakes most friends make when parting waste is to say goodbye, but it does not have to be that way.You may not stay bestfriends across all that distance, but you can certainly very remain very close indeed.&lt;br /&gt;-Stacy Noele (CLEO)-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2860228811513019634?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2860228811513019634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2860228811513019634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2860228811513019634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2860228811513019634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/07/keep-long-distance-friendship-alive.html' title='KEEP LONG DISTANCE FRIENDSHIP ALIVE'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2236782448194735977</id><published>2008-07-29T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO MAKE MORE TIME.........</title><content type='html'>Time- we all need more of it. Time to work, time to play, time for you, time for me. Time is the most precious of al things. If you are healthier you might be able to achieve a little bit more and if you were healthier, you might be able to achive a little bit more and if you were wealthier you might not have to do anything at all.But just imagine what you could do with just one or two extra hours everyday.Our first super little helper is the internet.The internet and all its wonderful, magical power is high and on the list of any effective time management these days is.It's impossible to understand how very helpful the world wide web really is.Second, courier services.Courier services are a great help for folks who don't like driving around running errands.To everage charge is between RM5 and RM10 per errand.They will come to your doorstep to pick up your stuff and drop it off whereever you need.Third, Home-delivered food.To those off us whom eat to live, there is no more detestable chore, bigger waste of time, than cooking.There is about a good restaurant that deliver to your doorstep. Not all food is edible after delivery, though.One should never order noodles, hotpies or steaks because there are soggy, mushy and miserable by the time they arrive and you can't  really blame the  poor butler for that.      &lt;br /&gt;-Andrian Christopher (CLEO)-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2236782448194735977?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2236782448194735977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2236782448194735977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2236782448194735977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2236782448194735977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-make-more-time.html' title='HOW TO MAKE MORE TIME.........'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-7378510878663760866</id><published>2008-07-25T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A GOOD HEALTHY LIFE....</title><content type='html'>A good healthy life is what everyone, young and old wishes to have as it signifies a life free of disease.It is therefore important to know how to achive this.First, have positive qualities such as have right mindset of responsibility, commitment and accountability.Secondly, knowledge of food lobes and alsoto educate oneself through reading, asking advise.Last but not least is holistic healthy lifestyle that involves positive and disciplined attitude to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-7378510878663760866?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/7378510878663760866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=7378510878663760866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7378510878663760866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/7378510878663760866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-healthy-life_25.html' title='A GOOD HEALTHY LIFE....'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-5897568949363095692</id><published>2008-07-25T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEENAGERS AND HANDPHONE......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Handphone is such an important part of a teenagers life.....&lt;br /&gt;What your opinion about that?It is true and why?.....&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/4128240909433492047-5897568949363095692?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/5897568949363095692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=5897568949363095692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/5897568949363095692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/5897568949363095692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/07/teenagers-and-handphone.html' title='TEENAGERS AND HANDPHONE......'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-2633775047406028548</id><published>2008-07-25T01:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTROL WEIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Exercise is one of the key way to manage weight.When exercising, one should decide on whether to have more frequent short sessions or less frequent long session.There are more benefits if one exercises longer as more fat ins burnt.Monitoring one's heart rate during exercise sessions ensures that one is exercising at the right intensity in order to achive one's fitness goals.The heart monitor is the easiest and most accurate measurement of heart rate.A higher fat, low carbohydrate diet is also recommended.So one should merely out down the amount of food on eats instead of not eating altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128240909433492047-2633775047406028548?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/2633775047406028548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=2633775047406028548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2633775047406028548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/2633775047406028548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/07/control-weight_4206.html' title='CONTROL WEIGHT'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128240909433492047.post-753509645133586486</id><published>2008-07-25T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:51.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO OVERCOME SLEEPY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  All of us feel very sleepy after taking lunch.Where is our wrong because every morning when we come to our place to work or study, we always in condition of feeling so fresh and active.Actually this situation happen related to the body's biological clock and naturally making some people get really sleepy especially around 2pm to 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;  However, we should not only keep blaming time or natural processs in our body that cause us sleepy.One of the causes is our eating habit that give effect to the body.How many of us taking breakfast perfectly?Need to remember, a cup of coffee or tea not called a breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;  To being active and healthy and the most important thing is to prevent sleepy, we need to start our day with a special and healthy breakfast.Women being suggest to take breakfast that have 300 to 400 calory and for men is about 500 calory.&lt;br /&gt;  A lot of people have been misconception about carbohydrate which they think it can make people become fat. But present of the carbohydrate in our body can make our brain and muscle functioning well.&lt;br /&gt;  There are some tips to overcome sleepy.One of them is always make a move. After taking lunch or dinner, we can walk around about 10 to 15 minutes.Always drink a lot of water. We also can have short sleep around 10 to 15 minutes.Eat in a small quantity , for breakfast, lunch and dinner.We also need to choose different source of food and don't eat sweet or drink coffee. Eat a lot of sweet can make glucose level in our blood become high.&lt;br /&gt;   Therefore, there are many ways we can take overcome sleepy.We can take this oppurtunity to enjoy our life more.&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/4128240909433492047-753509645133586486?l=morinaselih.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/feeds/753509645133586486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128240909433492047&amp;postID=753509645133586486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/753509645133586486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128240909433492047/posts/default/753509645133586486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morinaselih.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-overcome-sleepy.html' title='HOW TO OVERCOME SLEEPY...'/><author><name>morina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16044950772780445161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M317wSN6Qio/TUuWWpiXLuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DjlZaYqrEfc/s220/25-09-10_2302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
