<?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-6183475815438343971</id><updated>2012-02-10T22:33:15.422Z</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Cambodia'/><category term='KMB'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='Family'/><title type='text'>Hopes and Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>Look around!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3388254372201905029</id><published>2012-02-04T13:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-04T14:00:39.325Z</updated><title type='text'>Snow :)</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 4months and 2 weeks in United Kingdom, he finally gave me what I've been longing for the past MANY MANY years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa11lHUUOco/Ty001xuipfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qWbjtJsVjQU/s1600/DSC01433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa11lHUUOco/Ty001xuipfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qWbjtJsVjQU/s320/DSC01433.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, snow!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y68CL2i6-tE/Ty01MZNA9QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GPv01UWo6iU/s1600/DSC01437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y68CL2i6-tE/Ty01MZNA9QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GPv01UWo6iU/s400/DSC01437.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Subhanallah! Is'nt it beautiful! Subhanallah!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I literally could'nt keep my eyes away from my own window. It is mesmerizingly beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years ago, I always had this dream. To drink a cup of homemade hot chocolate while enjoying the view of falling snow. Yep, I had that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, it is snowing. But I don't feel like having a hot chocolate anymore (but I'd love to if anyone want to offer ;p) but all I want to do is to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-um-hubcBVEQ/Ty03CYnFK8I/AAAAAAAAARM/3Muw0OxJuA0/s1600/tumblr_ljn3uehr8r1qecjypo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-um-hubcBVEQ/Ty03CYnFK8I/AAAAAAAAARM/3Muw0OxJuA0/s320/tumblr_ljn3uehr8r1qecjypo1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islamanameofpeace.wordpress.com/2011/12/25/alhamdulillah-for-everything/" target="_blank"&gt;Say Alhamdulillah!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alhamdulillah! Ya Allah for still let me be in iman today. Alhamdulillah for still let me breath in your air today. Alhamdulillah for all the countless ni'mah that you give all day long, every day, every second, every milisecond..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;See you not that Allah drives the clouds gently, then joins them together, then makes them into a heap of layers, and you see the rain comes forth from between them. And He sends down from the sky hail (like) mountains, (or there are in the heaven mountains of hail from where He sends down hail), and strike therewith whom He will, and averts it from whom He wills. The vivid flash of its (clouds) lightning nearly blinds the sight. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tafsir At-Tabari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;An-Nur:43 Holy Quran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2w8K3iqTSIM/Ty04h8GCtcI/AAAAAAAAARU/LjD64d-Igis/s1600/DSC01432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2w8K3iqTSIM/Ty04h8GCtcI/AAAAAAAAARU/LjD64d-Igis/s320/DSC01432.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Allah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hot chocolate, I had this! Hehe. Alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzahuAmMMFA/Ty05yPbZ1lI/AAAAAAAAARc/PANRUsobExw/s1600/DSC01440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzahuAmMMFA/Ty05yPbZ1lI/AAAAAAAAARc/PANRUsobExw/s320/DSC01440.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yogurt with strawberry sauce and strawberry :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3388254372201905029?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3388254372201905029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3388254372201905029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3388254372201905029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3388254372201905029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2012/02/snow.html' title='Snow :)'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa11lHUUOco/Ty001xuipfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qWbjtJsVjQU/s72-c/DSC01433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5794405880979528396</id><published>2012-02-01T10:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:54:05.510Z</updated><title type='text'>Jalan yang panjang</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;It's Wednesday, and no classes/lectures/practicals.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to do good on my body. Yes, exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok tukar bahasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, teruslah bersiap untuk berjogging di Bute Park. Pada awalnya, bercadang untuk keluar pukul 8.00 pagi. Herloww, matahari pun baru nak menampakkan diri. Akhirnya keluar around 8.30-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, Allah gerakkan jugak hati ini untuk pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turun bawah (ok, pls note that my flat is the 3rd floor), keluar hall. Dushh. Angin sejuk menyapa. It's below 0 degrees. But that's fine. I can't go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula berjalan ke Bute Park (yang mengambil masa about 2-3minutes). Sejuknya! Tapi teruskan juga. I can't go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula berlari-lari. Alhamdulillah, it's a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlari dan terus berlari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I came across a junction. To the left, is the route I'm very familiar with. To the right, saya tak pernah pergi lagi. Tapi nampak menarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya buat keputusan untuk ke kanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah! Cantik sangat! Ke sebelah kanan bermakna saya melalui padang bola. Pagi-pagi ini, tiada orang bermain bola, tapi ada sekumpulan burung berkejar-kejaran (??) pula. Suasana sungguh nyaman sekali! Berlari sambil menikmati permandangan! Subhanallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the jalan, kena belok. Lagi, Allah bagi satu lagi permandangan indah! Jalan, yang dikanan kirinya penuh dengan pokok yang besar. Yang dahan dan daunnya merimbun ke tengah jalan. Erm boleh bayang tak? Jalannya agak panjang. Tapi, sebalik rimbunan pokok tu, di tengah-tengah jalan tu saya nampak the sun is rising. Dalam suasana sejuk ini, dengan asap berkepul-kepul keluar dari mulut sewaktu bernafas, pabila melihat matahari sedang naik, subhanallah perasaanya sungguh menakjubkan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matahari, Allah Maha Pengasih. Matahari bukan sahaja ada scientific function which adalah untuk manusia. Tapi Allah jadikan matahari ini juga sebagai penyedap mata untuk memandang. Allah Maha Pengasih bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Iaitu) orang yang mengingati Allah semasa berdiri, duduk dan berbaring dan mereka bertafakur (memikirkan dengan mendalam) tentang penciptaan langit dan bumi (lalu mereka mengucapkan): “Rabbana (wahai Tuhan kami)! Engkau (Allah) tidak jadikan (semua) ini dengan sia-sia. Subhanaka (Maha Suci Engkau/Allah)! Lindungilah kami daripada azab neraka.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Al-Imran 191)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, tidaklah Allah menjadikan sesuatu itu sia-sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa saya ceritkan ini? Sambil-sambil jogging tadi, saya terfikir. Ya jalan dakwah n tarbiyyah ini sangat panjang! Sangat! Ntah saya ini dah masuk atau belum di atas jalan ini. Walaupun jalan ini panjang, tapi Allah berikan orang-orang di atas jalan ini kemanisan dan semangat along the way. Kalau di jalan yang saya berlari-lari ini adalah permandangan yang sangat indah untuk dinikmati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu saya berlari, saya nampak the end of the route, saya berlari dengan lebih kuat, tiba-tiba angin bertiup dengan kuat! Makin kuat saya berlari, makin kuat angin bertiup. Macm itulah, semakin jauh di jalan ini, semakin kuat dugaanNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apabila saya sampai sahaja di akhir jalan tersebut, saya perlu belok. Belok2 sahaja saya nampak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF9vQWHUjRE/TykYOxBhW8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/wlIji4iXpG4/s1600/Bute+Park+River(C).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF9vQWHUjRE/TykYOxBhW8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/wlIji4iXpG4/s320/Bute+Park+River(C).jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lhdphotography.webs.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kredit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ye sungai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sesungguhnya oang-orang yang beriman dan beramal shalih bagi mereka surga yang mengalir dibawahnya sungai-sungai, itulah keberuntungan yang besar"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;(QS. al-buruj ; 11)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subhanallah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jalan ini panjang, tapi Allah janjikan kemenangan. InshaAllah. Moga kita semua terus thabat! Amin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5794405880979528396?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5794405880979528396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5794405880979528396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5794405880979528396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5794405880979528396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2012/02/jalan-yang-panjang.html' title='Jalan yang panjang'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF9vQWHUjRE/TykYOxBhW8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/wlIji4iXpG4/s72-c/Bute+Park+River(C).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3882166172949159978</id><published>2012-01-17T21:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:35:44.777Z</updated><title type='text'>Love - Because of the shahadah we share :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to share this video.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am the Ummah of Rasulullah saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/TtytkwYqEVw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtytkwYqEVw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtytkwYqEVw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've subcribed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/khalifahklothing?feature=watch" target="_blank"&gt;Khalifahklothing&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on YouTube, and this video has appeared on my YouTube newsfeed for quite a long time, but I've been procrastinating to watch it. One of the things to be the reason is because of the time duration. T.T Astaghfirullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah! He made me watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feedback? HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells us, who is our Creator and who are our brothers and sisters in Islam.&lt;br /&gt;It tells us what do brothers and sisters in Islam actually mean.&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah. Beautiful. Indeed, Islam is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we know that we, brothers and sisters in Islam are a Ummah that share the same shahadah, we should love each other, with no other reason except for the sake of Allah. We do not befriend each other because we'll get any worldly returns, but solely because of Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If every one of us know that, there will be no jelousy in the air, no hatred in this world, no evil! And we will make dua for our brothers and sisters so that every one of us will together enter Jannah. Why? Because we know that we all will return to Allah, after our death. And to return to Allah, our hearts must be pure. If we have any hatred (etc) how can our hearts be pure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah. May Allah guide us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: If we love our brothers/sisters in Islam, we must tell them! Tell them we love them for the sake of Allah. It is not a sin to craft a smile on someone we love, aint it? Wink2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3882166172949159978?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3882166172949159978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3882166172949159978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3882166172949159978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3882166172949159978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-because-of-shahadah-we-share.html' title='Love - Because of the shahadah we share :)'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-72330285064869066</id><published>2012-01-13T20:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:09:18.795Z</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all are given opportunities. Unfortunately, not everyone take it, or even worse, some may not even realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my second placement yesterday, and in my group, I was the only Muslim. There was one trainee doctor who demonstrated to us resuscitation on children. At the end of the session, he began to shake everyone's hand before parting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came to my turn, he paused. (I actually haven't done anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you don't shake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile. &amp;nbsp;"No :) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK. *Smiles* Are you from Indonesia?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm from Malaysia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Neonatal unit to meet some cute babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, one of my groupmates came up to me and ask:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it a cultural thing that you don't shake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO, its not cultural thing. Its a religious purpose. It applies to all Muslim, actually. We don't shake with opposite gender"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it stopped there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how I wish it didn't stop there. I really wish he will continue to ask, but he didn't, &amp;nbsp;and to make it worse, I didn't bother to give more T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam is beautiful, and I want everyone to see it.&lt;br /&gt;But why didn't I let him know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Muhasabah* T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah guide us Allah. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-72330285064869066?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/72330285064869066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=72330285064869066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/72330285064869066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/72330285064869066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2012/01/opportunity.html' title='Opportunity'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5850042660973156499</id><published>2012-01-04T09:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:30:42.462Z</updated><title type='text'>2011-A memory</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, Allah sampaikan kita di tahun 2012, alive! Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011, dalam kenangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester 4 di KMB, banyak yang Allah uji, mental dan fizikal. Oh, mungkin lebih kuat ialah dari segi mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of college, awal-awal lagi diberi ujian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urusan placement university yang tak pernah surut. Ditambah pula dengan masalah placement yang "one and only". Risau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi alhamdulillah, waktu itu, Allah bagi rasa cinta padaNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah bagi sisters yang selalu ingatkan diri ini padaNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah bagi kemanisan ukhuwwah itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result IB is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdebar. Alhamdulillah, pointer itu cukup untuk melayakkan aku email banyak university di UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kebanyakannya mengatakan "We do not offer a place in clearing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecuali satu universiti, yang mengeluarkan email "We are unable to read your attachment. Kindly, please send us another copy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia memberi sinar harapan, tapi berhenti disitu sahaja. Sebulan kemudian.. tiada berita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu bapa risau. Tapi ibu bapa memahami, dimana ada rezeki, disitulah tempatku, kata mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, mungkin dari situ aku menjadi kebal, susah menangis, sebab telah banyak air mata sepanjang 2011 ini aku keluarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku nak kemana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku doa.. aku doa.. semakin hari doaku semakin specific. Hanya pada Allah boleh aku adu. Kalau pergi ke arah ibu bapaku, mereka tidak ada apa yang boleh mereka katakan. Pergi ke arah kakakku, dia sedang sibuk dengan persiapan kahwinnya. Pergi ke arah adik-adikku, mereka juga tidak memahami. Kawan-kawanku? Mereka mempunyai urusan sendiri yang perlu difikirkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain Allah sendiri, Dia beri juga aku kawan untuk berkongsi perasaan ini. Kawan yang sama-sama mengharungi apa yang aku lalui. Kami sama-sama faham betapa sukarnya, tapi inshaAllah kami sama-sama menguatkan satu sama lain. Subhanallah, baiknya Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th August 2011, result A-Level keluar. Di Facebook, rakan-rakanku dari kolej persiapan lain banyak mengeluarkan status seperti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alhamdulillah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, dari situ aku tahu, keputusan mereka menggembirakan, dan mereka masih memuji Allah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku? Masih buntu. Tapi, aku amat yakin dengan Allah. Allah pasti tolong! Walau macammana pun caranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam itu, aku mendapat satu email. Dari Cardiff University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, Allah saja yang tahu berdebarnya hati ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".... We are ale to place you in our University..." ALHAMDULILLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukur yang tak terhingga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah permudahkan segalanya seleps itu. Segalanya! Alhamdulillah, doaku Allah perkenankan satu demi satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari raya, semua ahli keluargaku berkumpul.. urusan nikah dah kahwin kakakku berjalan dengan lancar.. dan urusan untuk aku fly juga berjalan lancar.. ALHAMDULILLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLXdxczr4OM/TwQTq_T__lI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UF_oKBK9IR4/s1600/DSC00616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLXdxczr4OM/TwQTq_T__lI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UF_oKBK9IR4/s320/DSC00616.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cardiff University&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Disini juga Allah tambahkan lagi kefahaman dalam agamaNya (inshaAllah).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan Allah benarkan mata ini melihat ciptaanNya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan hati ini menikmati kebesaranNya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JAULAH WINTER 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gqVyGhAdXk/TwQXlb1Am0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3nHNspkuURY/s1600/DSC01049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gqVyGhAdXk/TwQXlb1Am0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3nHNspkuURY/s320/DSC01049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Allah, bantulah kami untuk sentiasa menjadi hambaMu yang bersyukur. Amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5850042660973156499?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5850042660973156499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5850042660973156499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5850042660973156499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5850042660973156499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-memory.html' title='2011-A memory'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLXdxczr4OM/TwQTq_T__lI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UF_oKBK9IR4/s72-c/DSC00616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3384556091037284632</id><published>2011-12-10T08:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:11:54.704Z</updated><title type='text'>Start Small</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..&lt;br /&gt;With the name of Allah, the Most Gracious The most Merciful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a story. It is a true story. It is a about a young woman, who is a teacher in a west country. She is a dutch, but &amp;nbsp;she lives in Ireland. &lt;br /&gt;One day, she has been asked by a mother of one of her students to become a personal tutor to her child. The family are one of those Muslim reverts (All praises to Allah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there she goes, she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;She comes to her student's house regularly. And she sees how the Muslim family lives. Deep down, she has been thinking about Islam a lot. One time, she has a n opportunity to talk to the mother. She said what she has in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I love the idea of Islam and I believe in it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" But then, I see so many things in Islam. Muslims have to pray five times a day, fast during Ramadhan, muslim women have to wear hijabs and the list go on! I don't think I am able to do all those things. It's too much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother, who is also a Dutch and a revert said to her,&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you busying yourself thinking of being a perfect Muslim on day !? If you become a Muslim and at day 1 you expect to do all those, you are expecting too much of yourself. Just, start small. One by one, at your pace, start small."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she is a Muslim. She is now, a far better Muslim then she can ever expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thank you sister for sharing this beautiful story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the key thing is to start small, or you will start nothing. Along the way, inshaAllah, Allah will guide you and give ease in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless us all. Aminn :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3384556091037284632?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3384556091037284632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3384556091037284632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3384556091037284632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3384556091037284632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/12/start-small.html' title='Start Small'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5456503048678509109</id><published>2011-12-01T22:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:51:00.449Z</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hati ini Allah yang pegang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mujahadah mmg susah.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau semua benda senang, macam mana nak maju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May Allah ease everything. Amin. Amin. Amin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5456503048678509109?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5456503048678509109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5456503048678509109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5456503048678509109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5456503048678509109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6505505277543536579</id><published>2011-11-25T17:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T17:41:40.701Z</updated><title type='text'>Hidup dalam teguran.</title><content type='html'>Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah. Laailaahaillallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup dalam tarbiyyah? Best bukan?&lt;br /&gt;Menerima teguran dari Pencipta kita setiap hari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama ada benda yang baik (yakni benda yang kita suka) ataupun, perkara yang kita tak suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh meh nak bagi contoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katakanlah, ada birthday seorang kawan. Setelah pusing kepala nak hadiahkan apa, terfikir nak buat sesuatu untuk sahabat fillah kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIES mungkin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Tapi tak tau! Tak pernah cuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr GOOGLE!! HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoh, meng-google resipi lah dia.. Alhamdulillah jumpa one recipe yang reliable!&lt;br /&gt;So beli-beli barang and start to bake!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, sentiaaaaaasa berhati-hati. Check recipe berkali2.&lt;br /&gt;Selawat tak habis-habis waktu membuatnya.&lt;br /&gt;Minta tolong Allah, tunjukkan jalan. Takuuut sangat tak jadi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HcCUAiBZHg/Ts_PD8rfGLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JpwjVXJgBF0/s1600/DSC00923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HcCUAiBZHg/Ts_PD8rfGLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JpwjVXJgBF0/s320/DSC00923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EZOoJ7doO7M/Ts_PNfgxbGI/AAAAAAAAAME/rUO9XZUOTf8/s1600/DSC00924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EZOoJ7doO7M/Ts_PNfgxbGI/AAAAAAAAAME/rUO9XZUOTf8/s320/DSC00924.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-0Qbdtu2VI/Ts_POxIBlhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/K0Xhzb65IRo/s1600/DSC00925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-0Qbdtu2VI/Ts_POxIBlhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/K0Xhzb65IRo/s320/DSC00925.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nuRZhn4H44/Ts_PQu8G4uI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iRrHinNffdU/s1600/DSC00926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nuRZhn4H44/Ts_PQu8G4uI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iRrHinNffdU/s320/DSC00926.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6lBRo_60R4/Ts_PSqzR95I/AAAAAAAAAMc/aEd5wL1cWSw/s1600/DSC00930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6lBRo_60R4/Ts_PSqzR95I/AAAAAAAAAMc/aEd5wL1cWSw/s320/DSC00930.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah selesai.. Alhamdulilllah!&lt;br /&gt;Bila tiba masa untuk serahkan kepada orang, Alhamdulillah, happy! Semua happy! Alhamdulillah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps! Another birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Disebabkan masih terdapat barang-barang, then bake again!&lt;br /&gt;Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;Dengan senang hati, dan penuh confident mula membuat coooookieees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeng- jeng-jeng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANGUS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih. Kecewa. Keciwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintak tolong dekat Allah balik, Allah, permudahkanlah segalanya..&lt;br /&gt;Tulaaaah confident sangat! Ingat semua nikmat akal tu kita punya kah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari situ, mula membakar dengan penuh berhati-hati. Sentiasa menjaga masa. Sentiasa perhatikan supaya cookies tidak menunjukkan tanda hangus (hitam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, alhamdulillah! Selesai juga ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada lah sedikit yang hangus, tapi OK je. Ada yang tak hangus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cerita di atas adalah rekaan semata-mata tapi mungkin ada kaitan dengan yang masih hidup. Koff koff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, perasan tak, kita sentiasa diberi nikmat dari Allah ni?&lt;br /&gt;Semua urusan terasa mudah, nikmatlah tu!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila nikmat tu ditarik, kita rasa saaaaaangat susah! Waktu dapat nikmat tak terfikir, beginilah perasaan orang yang tak dapat nikmat.. Huhuhu. Time tu lah rasa nak balik kepada Tuhan Pencipta kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffffd0;"&gt;Dialah yang menjalankan kamu di darat dan di laut (dengan diberi kemudahan menggunakan berbagai jenis kenderaan) sehingga apabila kamu berada didalam bahtera, dan bahtera itu pula bergerak laju membawa penumpang-penumpangnya dengan tiupan angin yang baik, dan mereka pun bersukacita dengannya tiba-tiba datanglah kepadanya angin ribut yang kencang, dan mereka pula didatangi ombak menimpa dari segala penjuru, serta mereka percaya bahawa mereka diliputi oleh bahaya pada saat itu mereka semua berdoa kepada Allah dengan mengikhlaskan kepercayaan mereka kepadaNya semata-mata (sambil merayu dengan berkata): Demi sesungguhnya! Jika Engkau (Ya Allah) selamatkan kami dari bahaya ini, kami tetap menjadi orang-orang yang bersyukur". (YUNUS: 22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffffd0; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, pernah tak, bila kita dalam kesusahan, kita mintak tolong dekat Allah, dan berjanji taknak dahhhh buat jahat... or cakap, lepas nii aku akan cuba untuk tidak belajar last minute, tp untuk kali ini ya Allah, tolonglaaaah aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffffd0;"&gt;Kemudian bila sahaja Allah selamatkan mereka, mereka dengan serta-merta merebakkan perbuatan derhaka di bumi dengan tidak ada sebarang alasan yang benar. Wahai manusia! Sesungguhnya perbuatan kamu menderhaka itu hanyalah bala bencana terhadap diri kamu sendiri. (Dengan itu kamu hanya dapat merasai) kesenangan hidup di dunia (bagi sementara) kemudian kepada Kamilah tempat kembalinya kamu, maka Kami akan memberitahu apa yang kamu telah lakukan. (YUNUS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffffd0;"&gt;23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi lepas itu... KITA TAK BUAT APA YANG KITA AKAN BUAT!&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah jauhkan kami dari menjadi orang yang tidak menepati janji...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless us all, inshaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Hari ini hari jadi flatmate saya yang sangat sweet orangnya. Waktu tulis kad hari jadi untuknya, teringin nak tulis "May Allah bless you". InshaAllah, satu hari nanti. Hidayah tu petunjuk Allah. InshaAllah. Amin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6505505277543536579?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6505505277543536579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6505505277543536579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6505505277543536579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6505505277543536579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/11/hidup-dalam-teguran.html' title='Hidup dalam teguran.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HcCUAiBZHg/Ts_PD8rfGLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JpwjVXJgBF0/s72-c/DSC00923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7744508797585919710</id><published>2011-11-20T21:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:02:03.497Z</updated><title type='text'>TOF: Sneak Peak</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. All praises be with Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th November, 2011 Allah telah takdirkan diri ini untuk bersama-sama dengan thousands of other Muslims at TWINS OF FAITH CONFERENCE at Excel London, United Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpwMUUvfz5w/TslmvA_h71I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WLWVEv-4xCs/s1600/DSC00915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpwMUUvfz5w/TslmvA_h71I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WLWVEv-4xCs/s320/DSC00915.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, tempat inilah. (Ditangkap before naik bas untuk bertolak pulang ke Cardiff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Subhanallah! Hebat! Great speakers! Great reminders!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"An action without thinking is like a shoot without aiming"- Boona Muhammad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;" It is more powerful to give da'wah by example (Islam's ambassador-qudwah hasanah) - Shaykh Ala El Sayyid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"If we really love the society that we live in - the most important thing that we can give to them is the light of the Prophet pbuh" - Dr Haitham Al Haddad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fffff2; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;O mankind, there has to come to you instruction (Al-Quran) from your Lord and healing for what is in the breasts and guidance and mercy for the believers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fffff2; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;(Yunus: 57)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fffff2; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Based on ayah from Alquran 10:57 "The naseehat is to all human being (an-nas) but only the believers (lilmu'minin) will benefit from it(Al-Quran)" - Nouman Ali Khan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Alhamdulillah on the blessed day,inshaAllah I witnessed a brother said his first shahadah. A young man, still a student. Alhamdulillah! Subhanallah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan Allah tambahkan lagi nikmat, bila Dia benarkan diri ini duduk di dalam dewan itu bersama ukhtifillah! Subhanallah! Alhamdulillah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May Allah bless us all, ameen =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7744508797585919710?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7744508797585919710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7744508797585919710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7744508797585919710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7744508797585919710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/11/tof-sneak-peak.html' title='TOF: Sneak Peak'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpwMUUvfz5w/TslmvA_h71I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WLWVEv-4xCs/s72-c/DSC00915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7643864637381725715</id><published>2011-11-14T23:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:35:56.259Z</updated><title type='text'>alone? Nope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XUFxacUgoU/TsGk3let_bI/AAAAAAAAALs/JkIQxyV9_CU/s1600/DSC00629.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pZ-Jqho9Us/TsGkJo43QPI/AAAAAAAAALg/dQ-K4-rMp5A/s1600/DSC00845.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever been in a situation when you desperately need help, but you don't know whom to go to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one (person) is there to help you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, I live all by myself. Last weekend, I did not step out of my flat AT ALL. The whole weekend. And I did not talk to anybody, for 2 days (excluding saying hi to my flatmates). Why? I had a coursework due on Monday, AND anatomy formative exam on the same day. Stressed out, with lotss of work, alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pitiful? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of. But, no. Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have ALLAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large; "&gt;"And when My slaves ask you (O Muhammad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noblequran.com/translation/images/saws.gif" width="25" height="24" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: large; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: large; "&gt;) concerning Me, then (answer them), I am indeed near (to them by My Knowledge). I respond to the invocations of the supplicant when he calls on Me (without any mediator or intercessor). So let them obey Me and believe in Me, so that they may be led aright"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: large; "&gt;(2:186)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He listens to me, even though He already know what I'm about to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has the solution to my problem, and He is always there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's one thing that I need to do: Pray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray to Allah, asking to make you strong and ease the way! Pray hard, and never give up! InsyaAllah, He will answer your prayer. InsyaAllah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have faith! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XUFxacUgoU/TsGk3let_bI/AAAAAAAAALs/JkIQxyV9_CU/s1600/DSC00629.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XUFxacUgoU/TsGk3let_bI/AAAAAAAAALs/JkIQxyV9_CU/s400/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674998280324251058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Green!!!! But a month later......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pZ-Jqho9Us/TsGkJo43QPI/AAAAAAAAALg/dQ-K4-rMp5A/s400/DSC00845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674997490965233906" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He made the leaves fall, which no one can do it from afar. Allah is Al-Mighty. He have the answers to your problem! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: It is the same tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6183475815438343971-7643864637381725715?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7643864637381725715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7643864637381725715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7643864637381725715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7643864637381725715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/11/alone-nope.html' title='alone? Nope.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XUFxacUgoU/TsGk3let_bI/AAAAAAAAALs/JkIQxyV9_CU/s72-c/DSC00629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-702327217999685122</id><published>2011-11-10T23:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:31:15.277Z</updated><title type='text'>Sit and Reflect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DGAbo7Jm0s/TrxckIzIZdI/AAAAAAAAALI/RzWISC9fxdA/s1600/DSC00752.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Assalamualaikum!&lt;div&gt;Sahabat, macam mana hati hari ini? Macam mana iman hari ini? Akhlak? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astaghfirullahalzim......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote dari seorang sister (yang disayangi, oppss), kalau rasa mengantuk [dalam lecture or mana2] cuba reflect, mungkin kita banyak buat dosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kena lempang sekali!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, lately banyak mengantuk dalam lecture. Alasan? Tidur lambat sebab buat coursework. TIPU sama sekali. It's obvious that you don't manage your time well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astaghfirullahalzim. Study bukan nombor dua, ingat tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good that we sit down and reflect. What have we done so far? How can we make things better? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moga Allah berikan cahaya hidayah kepada kita, insyaAllah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09pT0myNJTw/TrxdbqL1wMI/AAAAAAAAALU/oz5MPTmMg6k/s400/DSC00837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673512360341782722" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cardiff, Eid Adha 2011 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-702327217999685122?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/702327217999685122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=702327217999685122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/702327217999685122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/702327217999685122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/11/sit-and-reflect.html' title='Sit and Reflect'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09pT0myNJTw/TrxdbqL1wMI/AAAAAAAAALU/oz5MPTmMg6k/s72-c/DSC00837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3786060230616257904</id><published>2011-10-21T14:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T14:25:14.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam, and the benefit it may brings</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subhanallah, the power of smile can put a smile on somebody's face. Syukur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend and I was walking along the river infront of Millennium Stadium, on our way to class. And suddenly, a real British man who was walking in opposite direction greeted us with salam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Assalamualaikum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We got excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just that we found a brother in Islam, and he gave us salam. And it made us smile from ear to ear. P/s: never neglect the importance of giving salam, especially to someone we don't even know, inshaAllah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;It can make one's day a better day!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3786060230616257904?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3786060230616257904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3786060230616257904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3786060230616257904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3786060230616257904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/10/salam-and-benefit-it-may-brings.html' title='Salam, and the benefit it may brings'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7993929412412036222</id><published>2011-10-17T19:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T19:59:54.381+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A new update</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been abandoning this blog for quite some time. Hehe. But now, I feel like writing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have left for UK for 3 weeks and now I'm missing home. A lot ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my parents and my siblings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I miss my friends back in KMB but at the same time I'm very grateful to have a few of friends from KMB here with me. At least when I talk about the others, they know what I'm talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are different here. Being around non-muslim makes me appreciate ISLAM more. When bumped to other muslims (arabs mostly) in the city etc, we often exchanged salam. Subhanallah! Try to visualize the past when the Prophet PBUH and sahabahs exchange salam everytime they come across each other! Loves in the air.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Alhamdulillah, here I have quite a lot of opportunity to gain more about Islam, be it from Malaysian sisters or even the locals. Alhamdulillah.. It's really up to the person either to take it or let themselves be in jahiliyyah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May Allah always guide me and my friend's hearts to follow His path, insyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7993929412412036222?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7993929412412036222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7993929412412036222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7993929412412036222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7993929412412036222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-update.html' title='A new update'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-1464661834360907940</id><published>2011-09-17T02:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T02:09:57.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-1464661834360907940?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/1464661834360907940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=1464661834360907940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1464661834360907940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1464661834360907940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/09/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-651674505030696213</id><published>2011-09-03T14:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T14:27:25.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear friend of mine</title><content type='html'>Subhanallah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy, Alhamdulillah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How's your feeling if someone you really care about, is following the path that will lead you to Jannah (insyaAllah)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy? Excited?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days ago, I chatted with a dear friend of mine. I knew her since form four. We shared room for two years. After SPM, we went to our separate ways. She has been offered to further her studies overseas. It has been years since we last met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She never posted her pictures on FB. but just now, I stalked her. Yes, I STALKED her tagged pictures on someone else's album. (I do this only to the ones who are dear to me ok. Fullstop ;p). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I find out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has changed her appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has changed on how she dresses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed into a better muslimah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is a sign (insyaAllah) that she too follows the path to Jannah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah! How can you not be happy when someone you know really well, a few years back is now following the same path as yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it was hard at first (and it can be harder along the way), but you know that someone else in another region of the world, which is close to you, is doing the exact same thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: All the best to my KMB friends who are flying to Ireland in a few hrs from now! May Allah ease your journey insyaAllah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-651674505030696213?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/651674505030696213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=651674505030696213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/651674505030696213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/651674505030696213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/09/dear-friend-of-mine.html' title='Dear friend of mine'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-8198695940388185115</id><published>2011-08-21T11:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T12:11:47.285+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zikir</title><content type='html'>Pernah tak apaila mulut menyebut "AllahuAkbar"&lt;div&gt;hati menjadi gementar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memikirkan kebesaran Tuhan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memikirkan ciptaanNya yang gah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;langit yang berdiri teguh di atas, tidak bertiang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bumi yang terhampar indah, tidak bergulung?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nak dibandingkan dengan kita yang sagat kecil dibandingkan dengan makhluk gergasi Allah seperti matahari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pernah tak, apabila menyebut Alhamdulillah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia berasa amat-amat bersyukur dengan kurniaan Allah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dengan ahli keluarga yang mengasihinya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dengan guru-guru yang tidak leka mencurahkan ilmu kepadanya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dengan rakan-rakan yang sentiasa menggembirakannya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dengan harta yang memenuhi keperluannya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pernah tak kita, tatkala menyebut Subhanallah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita mengagumi ciptaannya yakni alam yang sangat indah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mengagumi ciptaannya yakni manusia yang sangat complete?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mengagumi KebijaksanaanNya dalam mengatur kehidupan harian kita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mengagumi kesucianNya, yang bersih dari sifat-sifat mazmumah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedangkan kita, sering kali bergelumang dengan dosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedangkan kita sering kali tewas dengan hawa nafsu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pernak tak kita, pabila berselawat keatas nabi Muhammad s.a.w,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita kagum dengan kekuatan imannya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita kagum dengan kehebatan akhlaknya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan disebabkan dia manusia, kita ingin mencontohinya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zikrullah dan selawat sepatutnya menyucikan hati kita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bukan hanya mainan mulut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam Ramdahan Al-kareem :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-8198695940388185115?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/8198695940388185115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=8198695940388185115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8198695940388185115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8198695940388185115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/08/zikir.html' title='Zikir'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6607729981518700114</id><published>2011-08-18T18:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:09:57.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>I would like to write a post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now, all I want to say is Alhamdulillah Alhamdulillah Alhamdulillah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Allah. All praises be with Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Creator, Our One and Only God of the entire universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6607729981518700114?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6607729981518700114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6607729981518700114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6607729981518700114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6607729981518700114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/08/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-8860415075402005923</id><published>2011-08-11T08:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T08:46:08.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Disk? =) Part 2</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 11th of Ramadhan. What have we achieved so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://businessbenchmarks.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/competition1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://businessbenchmarks.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/competition1.jpg"&gt;Credits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to ponder, now we are in a month full of barakah. It should be a school for tarbiyyah (education for positive changes, islamic way) but we can only enrol it for a month and it is not available all year. It must be a real waste if we don't earn anything out of it, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we must mujahadah (strive) in order to be a better and if possible the best muslim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;`Umar said: "Abu Bakr’s faith outweighs the faith of the entire Umma." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;If the Umma's faith are being put together to be compared to Abu Bakr's, what are our faiths' proportion? 1/1trillion? 1/ 5trillion? or even less?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;In order to mujahadah, we must muhasabah (look back at ourselves. How does we live the life? How much jahiliyyah in our life? How are our solahs?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;And a lot more things to look at ourselves. InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Ramadhan is about to end in 19 days appx, so let not make it stagnant, but let's do more ibadah. Let's do more deeds. Let's uge our mouths and hearts do more zikr. Let's do more du'a. InsyaAllah, may Allah shower us with His blessings. Aminn :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ui_DOTzlJYs/TEFtfFQk5DI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0JffJvHG__A/s1600/fasting-ramadan-sawm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ui_DOTzlJYs/TEFtfFQk5DI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0JffJvHG__A/s1600/fasting-ramadan-sawm.jpg"&gt;Credits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Let's go back to the title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I have finally found my cute hard disk. ALHAMDULILLAH. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-8860415075402005923?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/8860415075402005923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=8860415075402005923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8860415075402005923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8860415075402005923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/08/hard-disk-part-2.html' title='Hard Disk? =) Part 2'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ui_DOTzlJYs/TEFtfFQk5DI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0JffJvHG__A/s72-c/fasting-ramadan-sawm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7057772112413710947</id><published>2011-08-08T01:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T16:46:36.751+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard disk? Dimana??</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. apa perasaan bila kita hilang barang yang sangat kita sayangi? Rasa nak meronta, rasa nak berjalan jauh mencari balik barang tu, rasa sanggup offer duit untuk dapat balik barang tu dan macam-macam lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, baru-baru ni, saya tersedaryang saya tidak menjumpai hard disk pink kesayangan ku. Ok, saya menyayanginya bukan sebab ianya berwarna pink semata-mata )itu cuma sebab sampingan) tetapi kerana didalamnya terdapat pelbagai gambar kenangan (Cambodia Project 2010 exceed 1000pics I think, gambar sewaktu buat CAS di merata-rata tempat, kenangan di KMB dan yang paling penting files yang mengandungi kandungan ilmiah) TT.TT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak menangis meraung, apabila teringat bawak ke satu program di Negeri Sembilan tetapi ada rasa hati yang hard disk tu tertinggal disana T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadi pula, cuba hubungi pihak program berkenaan, jikalau mereka ada terjumpa. Perbualannya lebih kurang begini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selepas mukadimah bla bla bla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya: Saya ada tertinggal hard disk warna pink di ... pada tarikh ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cik X: Oh.. kenapa baru sekarang telefon (tarikhnya lebih kurang 2-3 minggu yang lepas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya: Minta maaf, saya baru perasan.. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, masa tu terreflect dekat diri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BARU PERASAN YE EKAU? DAH TAU BENDA TU PENTING KENAPA TAK CHECK AWAL-AWAL. NAMPAK SANGAT TAK AWARE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dush dush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK, hard disk ok lagi, sebab ianya ialah berunsur keduniaan. Cuba kita fikir kalau yang hilang tu ialah nilai Islam kita sendiri. Dan kita tak perasan ianya hilang sebab kita tak sentiasa muhasabah diri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ada ke tak nilai islam dalam diri aku ni? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mutabaah amal aku ni cukup ke tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;solat aku ade ke aku cuba untuk khusyuk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ada tak aku cuba buat baik dengan ibu bapa, adik-beradik aku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan nau'dzubillahiminzalik kalau kita baru perasan benda tu hilang apabila sudah terlambat, yakni kematian datang kepada kita. Hmm, sebab itu kita kena insyaAllah setiap masa bermuhasabah diri, at least cuba perbaiki diri kita, reaching to perfection. InsyaAllah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam Ramadhan Al-Mubarak. Selamat beramal dan meningkatkan amal :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7057772112413710947?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7057772112413710947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7057772112413710947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7057772112413710947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7057772112413710947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/08/hard-disk-dimana.html' title='Hard disk? Dimana??'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-4651265725856392799</id><published>2011-07-16T04:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T08:14:27.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling guilty to abandon this blog. That's why I start to write again, here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, I have another blog : &lt;a href="http://www.servantofahad.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thoughts and Tarbiyya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I thought that after the results came out, everything will be so smooth. All my confusions will be answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck, they're not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   When I was still in the middle of the IB program, life was so hectic. I had a lot of things to do, just name it: CAS activities, TOK essay, TOK presentation, Extended essay, lab reports, math portfolio, homework (it looks like I'm exaggerating, but the truth is, I'M NOT).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   After the results, some of the people I know (including myself) are so anxious about our placements. Where we'll be heading to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah test His servants with either convenience or hardship. A servant, when tested with either one if he still go to Allah and be grateful, then he has achieved for himself &lt;b&gt;a true victory.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, thats a true victory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not when you achieve 45 in IB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but how you react when you have achieved 45&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45 is just a number, and it's only valid in dunya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah does not count it when we are being judged in the Day of Hereafter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But insyaAllah if we are being patient, He grant us with a bounty of reward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:17px;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ibrahim 14:7] And remember when your Lord proclaimed, "If you give thanks, I will give you more, and if you are ungrateful then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;(know that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; My punishment is severe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Allah, please give me strength to be patient. O Allah please guide me so I won't go astray. InshaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterall, we have our weapon, which is du'a. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Du'a, the strength of The Believer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InshaAllah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-4651265725856392799?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/4651265725856392799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=4651265725856392799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4651265725856392799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4651265725856392799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-feeling-guilty-to-abandon-this-blog.html' title='Here we go'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-2234460946324904873</id><published>2011-06-28T15:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:28:32.789+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED!</title><content type='html'>Hijrah-ed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into a better muslimah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into a new chapter of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into a bigger world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://servantofahad.blogspot.com"&gt;Thoughts and Tarbiyya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InshaAllah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-2234460946324904873?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/2234460946324904873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=2234460946324904873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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astray&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah, please let me be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah, please let me still clinging onto YOU,  and only YOU ALLAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah, even if my sisters are not with me here, don't let me fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos You are near, all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INSYAALLAH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hmm... this makes me miss my usrahmates, my classmates, everyone in KMB that always remind me of ALLAH"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5989018007367107628?l=arinarozi.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/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-406099547901426467</id><published>2011-05-19T00:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T00:42:02.211+01:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAPER 3 BIOLOGY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LAST PAPER FOR IB FINALS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IN THE NAME OF ALLAH, THE MOST GRACIOUS, THE MOST MERCIFUL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PLEASE, GUIDE ME =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL THE BEST, OLS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-406099547901426467?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/406099547901426467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=406099547901426467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/406099547901426467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/406099547901426467'/><link 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determined in a very short period of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will determine the place we all be going to for 5 years (and 4 years for those doing engineering)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all working hard, really hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the D-Day is getting nearer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If and only if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these people know, that death is certain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the date may be today, if not tomorrow, or in weeks or in months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody might go crazy and do as much, if not more preparation as they will be sitting for IB exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The test after death will not determine our place for the next five or 10 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it determine where will be living for ETERNITY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whether will be continuously tortured in hell of fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or will be given an infinity of nikmat in heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHOOSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the choice is in our hands, we could die before we take the exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if that's the case, our preparation for IB exam will be a waste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNLESS IF IT IS IN THE NAME OF OUR RABB, ALLAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, keep it in mind that we study in the name of Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah, He will count our hard work as good deeds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0022506.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/5_35.png" alt="5:35" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;O you who have believed, fear Allah and seek the means [of nearness] to Him and strive in His cause that you may succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Allah said "to seek the means of nearness to Him"  or wasilah in Arabic, study is insyaAllah our wasilah. And he said to "strive" or "wajahidu/ jihad" for it. So we must study had and insyaAllah we will succeed. InsyaAllah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Chaiyok! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-676490602756093929?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/676490602756093929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=676490602756093929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;Allah menguji hamba-hambaNya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supaya hamba-hamba itu tidak leka dengan kehidupan dunia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supaya hamba-hambaNya sedar, bahawa nikmat dunia akan hilang, hancur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seperti debu-debu berterbangan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kecualilah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dia menggunakan rezeki itu ke jalan Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dia bersyukur dengan rezeki yang dikurniakan kepadanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Samalah juga apabila seseorang dilanda kesusahan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;peritnya kehidupan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dimomokkan dengan bunga-bunga dunia, yang kebanyakan orang lain memilikinya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;walaupun dia yang sangat menginginkannya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tetapi kesusahan itu hanya akan hilang begitu sahaja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jikalau tiadanya sabar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jikalau tiadanya keimanan kepada Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hilang begitu sahaja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Setiap manusia diuji, sesuai dengan kesanggupannya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bilamasa diuji, carilah Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dia yang memberi ujian, Dia jugalah yang memberikan penyelesaian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carilah Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carilah kekuatan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kurangkan rungutan, buanglah buruk sangka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;InsyaAllah, Allah mengetahui apa yang terbaik buat hamba-hambaNya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besangka baiklah dengan Allah =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tangan yang menulis ini lebih dekat dengan apa yang diperkatakan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doa, senjata orang mukmin. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3215468174845140374?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3215468174845140374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3215468174845140374&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3215468174845140374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3215468174845140374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/04/ujian.html' title='Ujian'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7647381897731070793</id><published>2011-04-12T10:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:30:46.877+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Days to IB Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;IB FINAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, I am very sure (insyaAllah) that every KMB students, especially the 2nd year students are working really hard, flipping through books day and night. Self-arranged IRP sessions over the weekends. A mug of cappuccino by the side. All is to make sure that they will perform in the IB final which will determine that they are in UK/Ireland etc in upcoming winter holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, things are hectic now. There is a lot to be covered. Things are hectic now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We are all, insyaAllah are working hard. Full of challenges. Burn the midnight oil, just so that we could finish all the past year questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here are some points to ponder&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;Ghashiyah 88:1] Certainly the news of the calamity that will overwhelm has come to you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;[Ghashiyah 88:2] Many a face will be disgraced on that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;[Ghashiyah 88:3] Labouring, striving hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;[Ghashiyah 88:4] (Yet) Going into the blazing fire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;[Ghashiyah 88:5] Made to drink water from the boiling hot spring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;[Ghashiyah 88:6] There is no food for them except thorns of fire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;[Ghashiyah 88:7] Which neither give strength nor satisfy the hunger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;Naud'zubillah. If we are here in dunya working hard, striving every second, miss dinners just so that we could have more time to read books. But, how unfortunate. HOW UNFORTUNATE if in akhirat, we will be disgraced. Just because one thing, for sure. One thing, that is niat. Niat, which is not because of Allah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Let's ponder. We study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e work. We do exercises. We sacrifice our sleep. We sacrifice our time. Then in the end, we are burned in hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;How unfortunate. Naud'zubillah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;InsyaAllah. Let us everytime, before we start off something, think about why we do it. We study, because Allah oblige us to. We pray because Allah ask us to. We take shower, because Allah love cleanliness. InsyaAllah, together, we improve ourselves for the better. And together, we achieve success, dunya and akhirat. InsyaAllah. May Allah ease our paths, AMIN.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7647381897731070793?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7647381897731070793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7647381897731070793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7647381897731070793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7647381897731070793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/04/counting-days-to-ib-final.html' title='Counting Days to IB Final'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-2523384475519171723</id><published>2011-03-07T14:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-07T14:49:02.656Z</updated><title type='text'>TOK, done. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, feels like shouting to the world. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TOK presentation is done. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After 4 weeks of torture, looking for KI, switching real-life situations, looking for claims/counter-claims, looking for theories, ways of knowing, area of knowledge, now its all over.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you teacher for all the ideas and motivation - we had thoughts of giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you my TOK mates- for not giving up, and all the commitments and the food we've put into our discussions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you to the friends that had sacrificed their sleep, stayed with us until 4 in the morning to help us prepare our slides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank youuuuuuu :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet, it shall not stop there, we experience TOK everyday, every minute in our life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;on how we look at things, the world aound us, the news, there always TOK elements in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for now, I can start focusing on the IB exam, IRP sessions that will be started in 2 weeks time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hectic, no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reminder, no matter how hectic is our life with IB stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we should not abandon our spiritual needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;NEVER, cos we should go back to our purpose of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Khalifah and Ibadah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;InsyaAllah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One thing is done, do not procrastinate for the next one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-2523384475519171723?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/2523384475519171723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=2523384475519171723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2523384475519171723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2523384475519171723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/03/tok-done.html' title='TOK, done. :)'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-337551596053049079</id><published>2011-02-25T16:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T16:42:58.769Z</updated><title type='text'>Love and Blessings</title><content type='html'>He does not want me to go astray&lt;div&gt;That's why He gave me predicament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He took one of the nikmat He used to give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; so that I will kneel to Him and ask for His help and comfort.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah Almighty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does not want me to go astray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why He gave me predicament to make me strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has prepared something better for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I could not see it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knows everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah  Al-Alim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My faith had been written&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has decided everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Him, we seek forgiveness, and to Him we ask for help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I confided one of my friend about the "so-called predicament" I've been going through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to let a friend of mine know how I felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at the same time, seeking strength to go through this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, because of Allah Ar-Rahman Ar-Rahim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He made my other friends to be there with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears fell off, not because of the "so-called predicament"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but insyaAllah, because how Ar-Rahman showed His love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They gave some verses from Al-Quran to console me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it did, Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So-called predicament". Allah tested the mukminin, with much greater predicaments, throughout their life. They never complained. They never complained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their convictions towards Allah's faith could never be compared to mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be strong, be brave. Never give up. Never astray from His path. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-337551596053049079?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/337551596053049079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=337551596053049079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/337551596053049079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/337551596053049079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/02/predicament-in-blessings.html' title='Love and Blessings'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-8274242576329322302</id><published>2011-02-11T06:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-11T06:59:16.082Z</updated><title type='text'>Manisnya ukhuwah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UKHUWAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seronok, sangat seronok bila ada banyak sangat kawan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dulu, selalu teringin nak ada byk kawan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pergi mana-mana je ada kawan temankan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bukannya tak independent, just that rasa dihiburkan bila ada kawan bersama kita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang faham kita, tak payah cakap pun dah tahu dia ada masalah (tafahum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang bila mana kita tak de teman bila kat kampung, ada kawan yang boleh mesej2,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saja2 je, just nak hiburkan hati..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Itu laah saya dulu, before masuk KMB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terasa nak berkawan je&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kawan Kawan Kawan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sekarang, dah masuk KMB, saya diperkenalkan dengan term lain pulak, which is UKHUWAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wahhh, dahsyat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ape tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ekstremis ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, tak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ukhuwah bagi saya adalah something yang lagiiiii manis dari kawan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ukhuwah sangat susah diperolehi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi bila mana dah terasa penangannya, rasa tak mau tinggal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rasa seronok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lagi2 ukhuwah atas keimanan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maksudnya, kita berukhuwah dengan dia kerana Allah SWT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebab akidah kita sama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila mana kita berukhuwah, senang sangat nak bertolak ansur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Senang sangat nak ambil berat pasal orang lain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapikan, selemah-lemah ukhuwah ialah apabila kita mampu berlapang dada dengan kawan kita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berlapang dada tu contohnya kita tak rasa nak marah sangat bila dia buat something yang kita x suka, selagi perkara itu tak bertentangan dengan cara hidup Islam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ataupun, kalau dia buat kita terasa, kita tak de pun nak merajuk ke, nak marah sangat ke, kita sabar untuk jaga hubungan dengan dia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Setinggi2 ukhuwah pulak ialah melebihkan rakan, ataupun, itsar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang ni lagi susah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kita pentingkan diri dia dulu, berbanding dengan diri kita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;contohnya, kalau dia tidur atas katil kita, kita nak tidur jugak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalau kita x berlapang dad, kita dah tolak dia jatuh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tp kalau kita ithar, kita sanggup tiduk kat lantai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm, tu contoh je laa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tp nak berukhuwah ni, sangat susah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perlukan pengorbanan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kadangkala, rasa berat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tp disebabkan kita amat sayangkan dia kerana Allah, uhibbufillah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kita kuburkan je &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sape2 nak berukhuwah ni, binalah ukhuwah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and reflect balik, adakah kita mencapai tahap ukhuwah tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paling kurang ialah tahap paling rendah, which is berlapang dada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;InsyaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-8274242576329322302?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/8274242576329322302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=8274242576329322302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8274242576329322302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8274242576329322302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/02/manisnya-ukhuwah.html' title='Manisnya ukhuwah'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-8997304060898664833</id><published>2011-01-29T02:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-29T02:22:28.622Z</updated><title type='text'>Tawakal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.submission.org/efarsi/arabic/Surat23_files/23_29.gif" alt="arabic" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;[23:29] "And say, `My Lord, let me disembark onto a blessed location; You are the best deliverer.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;One of Allah's servant shared this love message at Block E's musolla. Alhamdulillah. It's so comforting. Now,(some of) the year 2 students of KMB  are restless about their placement (i'm included). So, if you are one of them, may this verse has consoled you. InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;We can plan, but remember, He is The Best Planner. He plan for our own good, in long term basis, which beyond our thinking. InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;We may not like it now, but we never know what will happen in the future, but Allah, He knows whatever happened in the past, what is happening and what will happen in the future, even after the world has ended. Therefore, we can only ask from Him and only Him. InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;Never stop praying and tawakal. We are His Servant and He is our Creator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;So, let's have faith in Him and husnuzzon (bersangka baik) with His decision. InsyaAllah.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-8997304060898664833?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/8997304060898664833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=8997304060898664833&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8997304060898664833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8997304060898664833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/01/tawakal.html' title='Tawakal'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-1339779785174254482</id><published>2011-01-21T16:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-21T16:33:26.667Z</updated><title type='text'>WAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read a senior's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Full with words of encouragement. Thank you Allah, for the reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hurdles that I am going through are not at all comparable to what The Prophet, Our Prophet Nabi Muhammad S.A.W had gone through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We do not have to pick up a sword and kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, here is a story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to a mukhayyam (camping) last weekend at Janda Baik, together with sisters who will be going to Japan, InsyaAllah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the tarbiyaa that He gave me was through a WAR GAME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were divided into two groups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My group members have to protect our "panglima" who was holding our flag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If she is "gunned down" by the balloon filled with water, we'll lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was positioned as a defender, which was supposed to defend our other members and be in the front row&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when the "enemies" got into the field of battle, my adrenaline SUDDENLY rushed in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nervous, like it was a REAL BATTLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;which made me wonder the REAL WAR that the MUSLIMS had gone through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;which also made me think of our brothers and sisters in Palestine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;who are going through such feeling, or maybe worse EVERYDAY, in fact, EVERY SINGLE MINUTE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;who are we to claim that we cannot go through this hurdles (specifically Semester 4 in KMB)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;are we that weak? Physically? Mentally? or Spiritually?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Come, let's work and pray to Our Creator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear KMBians 09/11,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear brothers and sisters,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear family and friends,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are still room for improvement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be a better muslim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to conquer ourselves instead of following syaitanirrajim's lead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to jihad from lust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be His better servant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's work for His love. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PRAYERS ARE OUR WEAPON :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND ANTICIPATE THE BEST FROM HIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HE KNOWS WHAT IS BEST FOR US&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMIN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-1339779785174254482?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/1339779785174254482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=1339779785174254482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1339779785174254482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1339779785174254482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/01/war.html' title='WAR'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5941576075505151720</id><published>2011-01-20T04:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T04:33:53.345Z</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Interview tips (for muslims)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Recite 1000 dinar banyak2. InsyaAllah it will help to cool urself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the questions to ponder upon for ur next interview&lt;/div&gt;1. why medicine in UK&lt;div&gt;2. why (uni's name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. what are the diff between the healthcare system in Malaysia and in UK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. how you describe a good doctor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. what is the latest advancement in medicine that you have read about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Gall bladder- what are the causes if not because of obesity (based on PS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. diseases caused by false nutrition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. what do you do to relax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. what did you do in Cambodia (based on PS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a few related Qs regarding Cambodia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah, He eased my path.  InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did had butterfly in my stomach, but much much less than during the MARA interview&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interviewers were really really friendly and nice. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, sekarang, doa and tawakal sahaja yang boleh saya lakukan. He knows the best, InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5941576075505151720?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5941576075505151720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5941576075505151720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5941576075505151720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5941576075505151720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/01/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5070753142850450061</id><published>2011-01-14T08:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:17:36.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Tarbiyaa</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a month break from college. Now I'm here in KMB again. My first day in KMB was.... unexpected. Something bad happened, regarding my placement. The climax was on Friday, 7th August 2011. Even so, I felt loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loved by Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could feel that my friends which include my roommate, my classmates, my usrahmates, my blockmates, my IRPmates they were all concern about me. Alhamdulillah. It was a blessing in disguise, literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, praise to Allah, that very weekend, I went to a program in Kluang which (almost) entirely help me to overcome the feeling of sadness and at the same time build my confidence to accept His faith. The 2-day-out was Alhamdulillah, full of excitement and knowledge. Alhamdulilah. It strengthen our ukhuwwah, eventhough with people I've never speak to before. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moday. Got good news from parents. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. He is the Greatest at showing His love. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All in all, the first week of my final semester has InsyaAllah give me the greatest tarbiyaa I've ever had so far. Being taken something I've been dreaming all this while for a few days has InsyaAllah reminded me of His power. Allahuakbar! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: My Southampton interview is in less than a week. Any tips?? Doakan saya :) InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5070753142850450061?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5070753142850450061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5070753142850450061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5070753142850450061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5070753142850450061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/01/tarbiyaa.html' title='Tarbiyaa'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-193582144826438453</id><published>2011-01-01T16:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-01T16:51:14.931Z</updated><title type='text'>The 2011 begins right here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were preparing the last touch-up on the hantaran (may aunts and cousins) and on 12.00am on the dot, we gathered at the verandah of our house to witness the new year fireworks. Since my house is kinda on the hill, we could see the fireworks (I-City punya i guess) vividly and it lasted about 10 minutes. ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now my sister is engaged. I have to be prepared to accept a new family member. Heard him called my mom "umi" which is what us siblings are calling her and it felt weirdddddd. I need to try harder making everything easier for him to blend into our family (after their marriage laah of course, for the time being, let it be that way. HEHE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may not be reading this, but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;CONGRATS SISTER AND MY FUTURE BROTHER IN LAW on ur engagement! Hopefully everything will go well until your mariage onwards! InsyaAllah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, the final semester will start real soon, and I can't wait to go back to KMB, and live the last semester. Pray for me that Allah will ease my journey, same goes to my friends'. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Allah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please grant us strength. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please not let us give up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please ease everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please let us succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;InsyaAllah. Allah knows His servant much better than we do. Let's just hope the best Him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-193582144826438453?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/193582144826438453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=193582144826438453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/193582144826438453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/193582144826438453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-begins-right-here.html' title='The 2011 begins right here'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7188749655351148368</id><published>2010-12-25T02:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-25T16:48:20.549Z</updated><title type='text'>Insert The Title Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your sister's getting married? How's that makes you feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's just a normal thing to some people. I'm 19 (just turned one). My sister is one year older and she's getting married. Now, how does that makes you feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been telling my friends (not that I'm trying to boast about it)  that yes, she is getting married and they became so excited. Which I'm not sure what makes them so ecstatic, one reason that I can figure is my sister's-getting-married shows that oohh its actually possible for girls their age to get married too. Well, of course those who are excited about it already find themselves boyfriends. Oh well, hopefully, your time will come real soon! Aminn.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I came out w this entry because, my mom asked me that question last night, of course when my sis wasn't there. And I said, " ermm, I don't know". It's happening so fast and cannot really digest the fact that she is getting engaged in a week! Which in turn makes me feel nothing about it. It will happen when it happens anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now that my sister's getting married, my other family members have shifted their bullets on ME. I guess nowadays youngsters are keen for young-aged marriage, or preparing themselves for one since on my FB wall, they kinda like to post articles about this stuff. It's still knowledge, so thank you my friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Oh, talking about knowledge, an ustaz once told me that we should have thirst for knowledge more than we eat. Let say we have our meals 3 times a day, and we should be looking for knowledge as frequent as we breathe! That means, we should be finding knowledge anytime when we are awake. Not that we have to face books every second. The nature, the people around us can give us knowledge, or in another words, they can be beneficial to us. Learn from other things, see them like how a muslim should look at things. For example, when we see a person is being angry about something, we have to reflect to ourselves, will we be angry too if we are in their shoes, or are we gonna be patient (sabar) about it? Hmm, not well-illustrated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The thing is, we should be able to reflect things that we see, that we experience, that we hear so that we could gain our iman, gain our love to Allah SWT, our creator. We live for Him. We are His slaves. There should be no dispute that every second is being used towards Him. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, I don't know the whole point of the entry. Whatever it is, the school (or shall i call it college) is reopening real soon. I have to be ready. Mentally and physically. InsyaAllah. Allah, please grant me strengh to undergo all the hurdles. Please make me strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7188749655351148368?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7188749655351148368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7188749655351148368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7188749655351148368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7188749655351148368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/12/insert-title-here.html' title='Insert The Title Here'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3216643407650723892</id><published>2010-12-20T04:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-20T05:00:13.327Z</updated><title type='text'>Not yet a survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, my life as an IB student is one semester left. It is indescribable feeling to finished the third semester of International Baccalaureate in KMB, safe and sound. This semester had really showed me the taste of life. It can be cruel to us, sometimes, but it is just for our betterment. I have learnt a lot from every single things that happened to me throughout the semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Placement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was not a big issue for some people. Well, unfortunately, it was, for me. Honestly speaking, I did not expect to achieve the points that I did achieve for my semester 2 exam. It was not very excellent, not 42 of course, but it was a high achievement for me. Yes, I did pushed myself during the exams week, but in the end, it's Allah's will to give me what I got as the results. Alhamdulillah, I am very thankful for that. And the results of the placement further gave me a shock. I was hoping for that, of course, however, I did not have the confidence that I would get the place. Alhamdulillah again, He gave me what I've willed for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See, He has better plans for us. What we have to do is to keep on having faith on Him. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MO9A, is not the same M09A anymore. Some of us were moving to J's class and another 5 are new to us. I'm not saying that I hate this, in fact I'm grateful to know more people with  good hearts in KMB without losing the friendship with those who have left us. (this may be because two of them are my mentees and we always have mentees gathering during the mentor mentee session. What are we doing? Nothing, eat and chat). Btw, I really did not recognize myself during the early of the semester, since I always fallen asleep in class, and I did not manage my time well, literally. Approaching the end of semester, IRP started. I was the leader. And I am not being a good one, unfortunately. I truly think so. Dear IRPmates, tho I know you may not be reading this. Sorry for that and I really hope to be a better one starting from one next IRP meeting. Pls correct me when I'm wrong and remind me when I forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ALLAH, give me strength"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Usrah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was not very delighted of having one in the first place, honestly speaking. In fact, I barely knew my usrahmates, and had a thought that things might not be working out very well between me and them. Yet, it turned out the opposite. We are very close together, Alhamdulillah. The contents of the usrah were a great escape for me from the iB madness. Meeting my usratie is a good way to channel the stress and on top of that it has been helping me in my development of a superior muslimah. InsyaAllah and Alhamdulillah. This kind of friendship is what I have been longing for years, and it finally came when I need them the most. Alhamdulillah. Usratie, other than Alhamdulillah, I have no words to describe how grateful am I for having all of you as my friends. Let the ukhuwwah stays and the IMAN stands :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And thats the end of my third semester of IB. I cant promise for a better results from my previous's, just hoping for the best from HIM. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: My sister is getting engaged pretty soon. Me? I cant wait for the gifts from the man's side. My sister said they are giving the girl's family my fav chocs! Hahah. May everything be a success. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3216643407650723892?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3216643407650723892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3216643407650723892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3216643407650723892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3216643407650723892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-yet-survivor.html' title='Not yet a survivor'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-8691976508567891799</id><published>2010-12-15T13:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:34:54.554Z</updated><title type='text'>FAITH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;GIVE ME STRENGTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME STRENGTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME STRENGTH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rabbi Yassir walaa tuassir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, things are not going too well, just like the way we want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He might delay giving us what we want, till the best time for us to get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or He might have saved us a much better decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just have to have &lt;b&gt;FAITH IN HIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without a doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaALLAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah, give me strength. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-8691976508567891799?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/8691976508567891799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=8691976508567891799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8691976508567891799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8691976508567891799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/12/faith.html' title='FAITH'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7567513960639613656</id><published>2010-12-13T10:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:18:28.469Z</updated><title type='text'>Kawan-kawan saya</title><content type='html'>Seronoknya ada kwn2.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kwn2 yg care about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kwn2 who know us in and out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kwn2 who never let us fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who will pick us up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and drive us forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who nvr tired of lending their ears when we are meddling with problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who nvr have bad feelings about us, no matter what we've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who always put their friends first before themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are true friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, some may say, they are very hard to find. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless, they befriended you fisabilillah (Because of Allah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ukhwafillah (Ukhuwah kerana Allah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sahabat atas keimanan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They feel that befriend with other muslims are their responsibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have the responsibility to give advices if any of their friends do any wrongdoings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have the responsibilities to cheer their friends up if they are in middle of problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how sweet that will be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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saya'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5391177671958910823</id><published>2010-12-03T14:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-03T22:08:11.330Z</updated><title type='text'>Exam mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is exam week. (and it's almost over!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one more subject to go and then I am done with the third semester of IB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that subject is Biology. Ya Allah, please grant me strength and blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's winter in Europe. Thanks a lot to the seniors for posting beautiful sceneries of winter season in FB. Well, I am so in love with them. Most of the time when I was so sleepy to date my books, I would log on to FB and look at those pictures, they are so calming and they make me happy, even now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Subhanallah. Subhanallah. Subhanallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya Allah, grant us strength to finish this IB program with flying colours. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm editing my WordLit (ok, time exam ada assignment gak? hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is one way out from heavy sleepiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm quite awake now. Shall continue with Wlit and InsyaAllah, with biology later on :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5391177671958910823?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5391177671958910823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5391177671958910823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5391177671958910823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5391177671958910823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/12/exam-mode.html' title='Exam mode'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3913783243459881665</id><published>2010-11-19T23:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-19T23:57:59.023Z</updated><title type='text'>One flat tyre.</title><content type='html'>Alright. worst thing can happen at the worst time you can imagine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that what happened to me. But before that, let me tell this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" I only had the positive vibes about the incident occurred to me only after everything is over. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, such an ungrateful brat. I was supposed to take that as a tarbiyyah. tulahh careless sgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok. It all started when I wanted to go to bank to cash in my cheque. Heheh. Since my handphone had a dead battery, I did not even intended to bring it. Won't be useful anyway. Well, see? That's the first mistake I had made. I should be considering about any emergency incidents that might be happening. So, first thing to learn here is, never leave ur hp if ur going out, ESPECIALLY when you are alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I went out by car and looked at the tank meter, it showed the sign, wanting to be filled. Ok, thanks to my sister for this. It always happen to me. Ok, I'm fine with that. So I drove off to the nearest petrol station and filled in some gas. The gas tank is at the left-hand side of the car. LEFT-HAND SIDE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done, went off. However, I had a bad instinct. Hm.. Did I forget to close the tank gas? And suddenly, one man on motorcycle was pointing at my car, trying to tell me something. I stopped at the side of the road and had a thought of " Yes, I did forget to close the gas tank"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It was something worse. The worst thing I could imagine"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;THE BACK OF LEFT HAND SIDE TYRE was flat. Flat as it was. Really2 flat, like there is nothing in it. Hmmmm.... How ignorant I was not to notice this while filling in the gas??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fortunately the guy wanted to help, w/out me asking him. I was thinking of calling my dad at that time, because he always know what to do while I'm panicked. But I just know that I did not bring my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bla bla bla, he changed it. I offered him some money. Instead, he wanted my phone number and he said that he wanted to be friend w me. I insisted on giving him the money instead of my number. He even asked me to have some drink together. Errrr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, there's no way that gonna happen. Still insisting on giving him the money,but he refused that. Oh well, he went off right after I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Semoga Allah memberkati / May Allah bless you for what you have done"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huge relief. Pardon me if you think I'm rude/arrogant/selfish or whatever you wanna call it. It's not that I did not appreciate what you have done, but I just don't think its necessary. I now you might not be reading this, but it is a reminder for me and for anyone who is reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just don't think that is necessary to switch numbers.  And I still have the same thought until now. But anyways thanks again for having such a noble heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can help someone, dont hesitate to go for it because you will never have an idea how meaningful is the help for them. For me, I thanked him so much since I did not know how to change tyres. (I did not even know there was a spare tyre) Well I think I can ask help from the petrol station since it's not that far away, but still the help I received which actually from Allah had made it a lot easier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the  one that I should be thankful to is Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH ALHAMDULILLAH ALHAMDULILLAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;actually, that is the  point of this entry :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;never forgets to thank Him, the ALMIGHTY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3913783243459881665?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3913783243459881665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3913783243459881665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3913783243459881665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3913783243459881665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-flat-tyre.html' title='One flat tyre.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6960602868549156037</id><published>2010-10-23T02:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T02:31:31.067+01:00</updated><title type='text'>resp-on-sibi-lity</title><content type='html'>ALHAMDULILLAH,  all praises be with Allah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without realizing, all the Year 2's, are approaching the end of the third semester the most hectic semester in IB programme. Yet, we aren't finished with things (IOC, TOK Essay, EE, IA's etc etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And now, since we've finished math's syllabus for the whole 2 years in IB, (woohooo), we've started our IRP discussion. And again, Alhamdulillah, there's no communication barriers in our group. We are going just fine and hopefully it will stay that way until IB final Exam if not better. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This reminds me as being a leader. Well, because of that, they all call me Kak Long. (despite my birth date which I'm very sure I was born the latest amongst all, haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, this is not at all an easy job. I'm feeling the responsibility. Like Dr Saie said, if any of ur IRP member is not doing well in their exam, that is your fault!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Responsibility. Responsibility. We have a lot of responsibilities. As a student, as a friend, as a sister/brother, a daughter/son and on top of those is our responsibility as a servant to Allah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's reflect, how much effort have we put to fulfill our responsibilities?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As s student, do we study that much? How good are we with our teachers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a friend, adakah kita berlapang dada dengan mereka, do we bother to teach something they don't know? Adakha kita menegur mereka if they are dong something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;As a daughter, how do we treat our parents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tepuk dada tanya iman. (I'm referring to myself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah, sama2lah kita melaksakan tanggungjawab kita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Allah burdens no one beyond his capacity" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6960602868549156037?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6960602868549156037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6960602868549156037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6960602868549156037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6960602868549156037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/10/resp-on-sibi-lity.html' title='resp-on-sibi-lity'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-69722171122293104</id><published>2010-10-10T17:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T17:19:09.071+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight fight fight!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY succeeded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY ARE OUR HEROES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our warriors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's COOOOOOOOOLSEM is about our beloved heroes/warriors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who are they? SO many of them, let me just name a few :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(you better check what they have done)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saidina Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Khalid Al-Walid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bilal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so mannnnnnnyyyyy of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Khalid Al-Walid, he had an intelligent brain!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He think and plan before act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he was so brave!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why are all our WARRIORS  were so brave?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Willing to put their life in full danger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;willing to be in war, without any fear, except to ALLAH SWT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;willing to leave behind their families and wealth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;willing to be tortured by the kafirun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;willing to do anything, to support ISLAM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY? WHY? WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerana kepercayaan mereka yang sangat mendalam kepada islam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerana mereka sangat memahami agama ISLAM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerana mereka bukan menjadi pengikut Nabi Muhammad kerana keturunan semata-mata atau ikutan semata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerana mereka bukanlah ISLAM hanya sekadar nama sahaja!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because they believe about ISLAM being the TRUE RELIGION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because they understand ISLAM to its deepest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because they do not just follow The Prophet Muhammad because of their ancestors or any other but its truthfulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where are we standing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much we are willing to sacrifice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, we no need to go for war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, we are not being tortured by the kafirun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but now, we have war with our NAFSU! (ok, ape nafsu in english eh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how many of us can fight our nafsu??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how many can resist the bed? overeating? being lazy around? tv? FB?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Astaghfirullahalazim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;moga2 saya dan semua mengambil peringatan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's together gain knowledge about ISLAM and be a better muslim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's together fight our biggest enemy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard, but that is the best. InsyaAllah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-69722171122293104?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/69722171122293104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=69722171122293104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/69722171122293104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/69722171122293104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/10/fight-fight-fight.html' title='Fight fight fight!!'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6124818941109080393</id><published>2010-10-05T16:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:37:36.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror, mirror on the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mirror. Friends. Ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can these three words interrelated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, lets use our sense of logic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila seseorang melihat cermin, apakah yang dilihatnya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mestilah diri sendiri, bukan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia boleh lihat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bagaimana rupa hidungnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bagaimana rupa mulutnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia boleh betulkan tudungnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia boleh sapu bedak yang terlebih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;get this anology? how does this relate to our friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES. Friends are our reflections. When we are in a group of friends, say gothics.  Others would perceive everybody that walk in the group as gothics even if some of them are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me give another example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau seorang ini, X namanya bersama-sama dengan rakan-rakannya yang suka melewat-lewatkan solat. Berapakah peratusan untuk X untuk melewatkan juga solatnya? Mungkin melebihi 50%, walaupun dia sebenarnya seorang yang sentiasa melakukan solat di awal waktu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; WITH EXCEPTION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; She/he is strong enough to be istiqamah, and will not let her/his friends violate his virtue. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOWEVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how many of us are able to stand on our virtues when we are not in BIAH SOLEHAH (good surrounding) How many? How strong are we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EVEN IF WE CAN STAND ON THE VIRTUE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many of us can pull the people around us to do the same? Perform solah early. Amar ma'aruf nahi munkar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now, lets go back to the mirror. Mirror shows the reflection of ourself. Good or bad, everything is being shown. And what we do when we look at the mirror? Improve ourselves. Contohnya, betulkan tudung, pakai bedak, pakai lipstick, masukkan rambut yang terkeluar. Tidak kurang juga yang memuji kecantikan diri sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apa semua ini?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maksudnya, rakan kitalah yang tahu apa kebaikan kita. Dialah yang tahu apa keburukan kita. Rakan disini refer to orang yang selalu bersama kita. Macam cerminlah, dimana-mana ada cermin, mesti curi-curi pandang. Sebab apa? Kita nak tengok mana-mana kelemahan yang ada pada diri kita, dimana kita tak nampak sekiranya tidak melihat cermin. Seterusnya buat apa? Betulkan segala kelemahan itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of the time, we do not realize our own flaws. How do we behave, how do we talk, how offensive are we. To certain extent, we do not realize that. However, our close friends do. Good friends will always want their friends to be as perfect as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadi mereka sentiasa ingat-memperingati antara satu sama lain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ingat memperingati? Oh, solat, aurat,ikhtillat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bukan itu sahaja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau rakan kita nampak lagha dengan dunianya, kita kena tegur. Takkan kita nak lihat rakan kita itu menangis sewaktu IB result dikeluarkan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau nampak rakan kita tertidur dalam kelas, kejutlah. tetapi janganlah biar orang lain tahu dia tidur. Kita, sebagai rakan perlu pandai menjaga aib rakan kita. Takkan kita nak lihat dia terpinga-pinga dalam kelas, kemudian malu pula sebab cara kita mengejutnya menarik perhatian org lain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, say prayers for our friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;InshaAllah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6124818941109080393?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6124818941109080393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6124818941109080393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6124818941109080393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6124818941109080393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/10/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='Mirror, mirror on the wall'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6206862464320848602</id><published>2010-08-14T17:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:09:33.301+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the third sem of IB</title><content type='html'>Salam.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog needs a fresh air. I'll change it when I hv the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I think the time has come for me to start writing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of thing happened lately. Now, i have a swollen eye. and my refusal to go to clinic has made it even worse. well, you can't see it when you walked past by me in KMB because it is hardly noticed, but it's there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Thursday was when the placement results came out. Since 26th July( the suggested day the results to come out, but due to certain circumstances, it is being postponed), I always check the board. Every time I noticed nothing is pasted, I crushed in disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even so, it came out at the most right time. Alhamdulillah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very unexpected. Very very unexpected. In fact, I was still in disbelief throughout the public speaking session in the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;Allâh burdens not a person beyond his scope. " (2:286)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah, I will do my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadhan is here. Our Visitor. Yes, Ramadhan is our visitor. Let's welcome it with Ibadah, good deeds just like we welcome a V.I.P. Since, Ramadan is more than a V.I.P. we have to work harder to please the month of barakah. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Works piling up, which is an indicator for me to put my pen down for now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: Happy birthday to my sister, aisyah. you are 20!!! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6206862464320848602?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6206862464320848602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6206862464320848602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6206862464320848602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6206862464320848602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/08/third-sem-of-ib.html' title='the third sem of IB'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-461133784732360420</id><published>2010-05-30T16:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:53:45.691+01:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, holiday ppl.</title><content type='html'>3 weeks holiday&lt;div&gt;now 2 weeks left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't done with my EE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still figuring of what to write for my TOK essay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, the topic is still undecided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to forget, am struggling w world lit since I forgot to bring back the novels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, yeah. I'll find the way :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 week of my holiday is done, yet I haven't went out from home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't seen any of my friends since I was busying w my sister's assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was helping her with her model-architecture stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun at first, but it took so long till i felt sick after one whole day cutting model boards and gluing some stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should claim CAS hour for that, unfortunately she has no authority to give any. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two more weeks to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to find things that would benefit not only me but the ppl around me too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, sem 2 had been great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out that I had cool classmates. They got cooler every second. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except for some were teasing me about something UNREAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, tp setakat ni semuanya still acceptable, none have gone overboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had made myself some friends from diff college too. It was unexpected, tho. The bonds were just "boom!!" and there we were all working/laughing/eating together. Thanks for the amazing Cambodia Trip. The trip that had taught me a lot about life, perceptions, ppl, medical stuffs, ---- you name it. Just amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COOLSEM! just awesome. Thanks to the seniors. Will be missing all of u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, tu je lah. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-461133784732360420?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/461133784732360420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=461133784732360420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/461133784732360420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/461133784732360420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes-holiday-ppl.html' title='yes, holiday ppl.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6545727280729952432</id><published>2010-05-08T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:19:08.689+01:00</updated><title type='text'>it would never be the same anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The decision was made. Hard to tell whether it was the best one, but I did learn something from the event I went.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not to forget, from the one that I did not go too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had missed one big opportunity which would make the family feel more of a FAMILY. It was such a big loss. Even so, everything has it's hikmah. If I did go to this event, namely Event A, I wouldn't realize the FAMILY meant THIS much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAMILY, you should know who you are. Thanks for everything. I learnt a lot from each and everyone of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Walls won't tear us apart" ^,^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: Today was great. Reunited with all (who did come) Cambodian Project 2010 members. It really reminded me of the days in Cambodia! The food was superb! That particular desert made me missed Cambodia even more! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Georgia, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6545727280729952432?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6545727280729952432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6545727280729952432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6545727280729952432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6545727280729952432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-would-never-be-same-anymore.html' title='it would never be the same anymore.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5643319615278629039</id><published>2010-05-05T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T11:55:56.235+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Making decision is not easy,</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt this kind of feeling:&lt;div&gt;You are very excited for the upcoming event. You've planned it for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can consider it as the biggest event of the year, being with friends that you care the most. That sure will be fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then only a few days before the event, you receive a message telling there will be another event on exactly the same date. Yet, you would not want to miss this second event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is what I'm feeling right now. I'm in dilemma on which one to go. Not exactly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first event is gonna be very significant to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second event is very important to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spot the difference?? Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say that I'll be having fun if I go to either event, cause I'll be meeting the people I would love to meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't say that, with a heavy heart, I'm going to go to ______ cause I've been excited to go to the two events, but the problem is they are on the same time and date!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, forget about that. IB semester exam is just around the corner. Pray for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5643319615278629039?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5643319615278629039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5643319615278629039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5643319615278629039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5643319615278629039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-decision-is-not-easy.html' title='Making decision is not easy,'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-4041702038096094186</id><published>2010-04-17T12:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:31:33.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Pen pal</title><content type='html'>Who are you? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except for what you've told me in the letters you had sent to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't know how hard it was for me to find you a gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I don't know your gender, it made it tougher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But everything will be revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will meet very soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REVELATION DAY (19th April 2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-4041702038096094186?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/4041702038096094186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=4041702038096094186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4041702038096094186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4041702038096094186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-pen-pal.html' title='Hi Pen pal'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3526083558514235955</id><published>2010-04-09T11:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:34:14.052+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KMB'/><title type='text'>EE</title><content type='html'>It's now over. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it's the beginning of a new chapter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past one month, I've been struggling with my EE research question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, I was too firm of doing EE in Biology. There, I started to search for experiments. Since my parents having nothing related to science, nothing that they do could help. Different from some of my friends, their parents could give hands in finding them some extraordinary experiments. But I told myself not to give up. I didn't sleep the whole night when I've found an experiment and preparing the proposal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was just a bit and pieces of IB life I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've consulted my Biology teacher many times. At the same time, all my proposals were rejected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was one time I almost give up. I went to see Ms Loh. She told me not to give up. She even suggested me one topic to look at. It was a brilliant one! I made further research on that. Again, most of my nights went sleepless, until my proposal was done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That bright morning, full with confident, I went to see Biology teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry, registration for EE in Biology is CLOSED"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It slapped hard on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to class. EE reg dateline was in less than a week. I was confused and .. confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the class ended, I went to see my English teacher and sought for her advise. I told her almost everything. She was so nice she gave me a full briefing about EE in English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening, I went to the library. I wanted to do EE in English. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut the story short,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've prepared my proposal, and it was accepted, on the dateline itself. PHEW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'll be happier doing EE in English, rather than in Biology. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, san-serif; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And He provides for him from (sources) he never could imagine. And if any one puts his trust in Allah, sufficient is ((Allah)) for him. For Allah will surely accomplish his purpose: verily, for all things has Allah appointed a due proportion." (64:3)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3526083558514235955?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3526083558514235955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3526083558514235955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3526083558514235955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3526083558514235955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/04/ee.html' title='EE'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-9216735781231897596</id><published>2010-03-27T10:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:16:46.244Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cambodia'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour. Dark enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Earth Hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here, people in Malaysia say that it's dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've seen nights darker than it is now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Much, much darker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During those nights, were when I realized how painful life can be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the people there took life as it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During those nights, were when I discovered some amazing people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that I've never thought of befriended with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During those nights too, were when I learnt to appreciate what I have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as the people there never complain about what they never had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and still, living happily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those nights were in Juminik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S64NZ6XDuYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/msoKSQ43WI0/s400/IMG_4244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together with the kids :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-9216735781231897596?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/9216735781231897596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=9216735781231897596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/9216735781231897596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/9216735781231897596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour-dark.html' title='Earth Hour. Dark enough?'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S64NZ6XDuYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/msoKSQ43WI0/s72-c/IMG_4244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-119034713885224101</id><published>2010-03-20T01:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:39:50.903Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cambodia'/><title type='text'>The Exploration - Cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This entry sikit emo laa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and loaded with pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Introduction:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cambodia Project 2010 is a humanitarian project, collaboration of KMB and KMS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helping the Muslim community in Kg Juminik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxjvvjKwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CV2Ltem7CN4/s320/IMG_3796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After arrival at Phnom Penh International Airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Qxj-xPfVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qEv15dgSACI/s320/IMG_3859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bond started right here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxkQSqNHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sewgzaeb5G0/s320/IMG_3939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it became deeper every second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxlQkVyOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Csvck1YBh2w/s1600-h/IMG_4026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxlQkVyOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Csvck1YBh2w/s320/IMG_4026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450535965197453538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way the way to Juminik from Phnom Penh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxkqPTseI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gygFkY2Yecg/s1600-h/IMG_4019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxkqPTseI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gygFkY2Yecg/s320/IMG_4019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450535954908688866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A charming little kid that me and Eka found on our way to Juminik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q1m8jcyLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PyFnWLQoe9c/s400/IMG_4061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrived in Juminik. Bright and happy. Warm welcome by the villagers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxjvvjKwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CV2Ltem7CN4/s1600-h/IMG_3796.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QtMcHw8lI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qHJo0_qrl7M/s1600-h/IMG_5064.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When laughters and tears were shared..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the trip to be remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cambodia Project 2010 was definitely a success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite of some probs occurred here and there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;despite some of us were sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have gone through everything together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people of Juminik were so friendly and nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They never leave us-always be with us day and night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The songs sang by the little ones always rhyme in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That explains how much I enjoyed and missed every moment of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They served us good food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The deserts were superb. The fish was served fresh and good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We live in a house full of light and use of electricity while, their house, at most only has one light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never seen a night pitch black before I arrived Juminik, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I've never seen the night sky fully decorated with stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They appreciate everything that we've done. Thanks to Malaysians for donating the money. May Allah bless all of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could see the expressions of the needies when they received the money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were so happy, they cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They kissed our hands even though they were much older than we are.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here in Juminik too, I was being exposed to a lot of medical stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr Andi has done a great job as Tok Sunat :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunathron way and also a conventional way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've watched a lot of it I could remember all the steps :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was quiet at first, but throughout the trip, his true colours revealed little by little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's soooooooo funny ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr Gomez is very friendly and informative. (and his jokes are all laughable)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never gets irritated of answering all our Qs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never gets bored of explaining whatever he's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never gets tired of showing us interesting cases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Same goes to Dr Airienna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always put the patients first before herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mind you, she handled over a hundred patients from morning till evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; yet still smiling and cheering at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QtKT_SplI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5kTpNAOPRRo/s320/IMG_4286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids. Spread the love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QtL1WVpCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GNE3bTa_7j8/s320/_S010259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's so cute. -morning walk around kampung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QtK6LaS_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/KrV8ho_C2A0/s320/IMG_4216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys in Juminik. They were so expressive  and advanced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eka, you know what that means :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Me, Eka Muslim, Salehin n the other boys XP)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QtLNrck8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/w5jjGBJB-O4/s320/IMG_4689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's time to leave Juminik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did not cry, only God knows how I felt, how we felt. ='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it's time to say goodbye, I realised how my heart has attached to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was hard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it has to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our true mission to Cambodia is finally accomplished!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it's time to explore its beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q3buKfH9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/6Bp4Fy47aZ0/s400/_S010504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Show some good heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;near Mekong River&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;(Me, Fakri, Elynn, Ryner and Aizat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q3bMsmMdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jXt53nfzUXw/s400/_S010455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;On our last evening in Phnom Penh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q4-XeavwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gYjwXYf2MEc/s400/_S010693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Titanic-like, at Tonle Sap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q4-9Rs3fI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FrsVB3jrnPA/s400/_S010685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite group photo- Tonle Sap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q7jjkr-pI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HbjRyfIS1wM/s400/IMG_4960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lotus farm- Siem Riep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Elynn, Kuan,Aizat, Dhania, Synur, me and Izni)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q7kPjVZYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Bf3hAEaDWOY/s400/IMG_4974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fooling around with Kamal- Angkor Thom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QtMcHw8lI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qHJo0_qrl7M/s320/IMG_5064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angkor Wat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the pic- Eka, Izni, Kamal, Haris and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q7klDtbvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iACIm2fen5s/s400/IMG_4978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The group infront Angkor Thom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q7iqLdhRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3cradnJC_mI/s400/_S010972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fooling around, again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Mahirah, Abg Raset, Synur, Elynn, me and Kamal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6Q7i2-z5xI/AAAAAAAAAHg/eHX05JnOKpw/s400/IMG_5083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final picture, sunset at Angkor Wat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credits to Eka for the pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically that was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10th to 18th March 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In such 9-day trip,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of thing learnt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of new friends discovered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of love being spread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: To all Cambodian Project 2010 participants, KMB or KMS, I had a lott of fun with you guys. Seriously sgt seronok. Thanks everybody for making the trip as amazing as it was :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6183475815438343971-119034713885224101?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/119034713885224101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=119034713885224101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/119034713885224101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/119034713885224101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2010/03/exploration-cambodia.html' title='The Exploration - Cambodia'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/S6QxjvvjKwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CV2Ltem7CN4/s72-c/IMG_3796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7836166308858979610</id><published>2009-12-28T23:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:31:43.681Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KMB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I'm Back. Like you care.</title><content type='html'>If's been months since my last post. Why? Busy with IB? Not really. I was jut lazy to think about what to write. So the solution was very simple, not to write at all. But now, I think there's a need for me to write. To brush up my writing skills. So here I am, writing a post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Let's flash back briefly about my Semester 1 in KMB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first semester was fun. I played a lot. Need not to stress out that much as we did not have EE assignments, essays, portfolio etc to sign up. Nevertheless, I still had a lot of studies to catch up for the semester  exam. The semester exam was.. tough. Shall say no more bout that. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So next year, which will arrive in a few more days, I'll start my 2nd sem. The year 2 students will start their 4th semester. That means, they will be sitting for their IB exams in less than 6 months! All the best to all my seniors :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time really flies that fast. Still now, it's hard to digest the fact that I've done with my first semester.  1 semester down, 3 more to go. It feels like only yesterday I enrolled myself into KMB. Huhh. exaggerating much? I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: last Sat, I've driven along the way from Shah Alam to Putrajaya to meet Zulfa. Credits to Hidayah for the directions, which without her, I guarantee you that I'd be lost. I'm sooo not good with directions. Haha. Pictures will be uploaded later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: today I'm thinking of going to the state library. Shock? Haha. Just try to find out something to read. Or try to finish the malay novels (Malay A1) . This how IB influences my life, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7836166308858979610?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7836166308858979610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7836166308858979610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7836166308858979610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7836166308858979610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back-like-you-care.html' title='I&apos;m Back. Like you care.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6729292150486063490</id><published>2009-09-25T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:39:28.807+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A few updates.</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya, maaf zahir dan batin.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadhan was great, but I hope the next one (InsyaAllah) will be muuuuuuuuuuuuccccchhhhh more better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day of Raya, like always. Eat, eat, eat. Laugh, laugh laugh. Camwhore, camwhore, camwhore. This year, we were lucky to have all the cousins (dad's side) to gather at grandma's house. It was happening, and I got teased a lot due to my unprofessionalism of driving a MANUAL car. I repeat, MANUAL car. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Asyik mati enjin je, tenshen aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Speaking of car, I miss that green thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; This very evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;horrendous accident. The good thing about it was, no one was badly hurt. Just very minor injuries. Still, I miss that green thing. No more meronggeng-ronggeng during this holiday. We'll meet again when I get home next time, I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh, thanks to my Shah Alam friends for coming to my house for Hari Raya Celebration! Konvoi ramai2, 10 cars perhaps? Thanks a lot! You guys made me miss the days in SMKS7. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6729292150486063490?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6729292150486063490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6729292150486063490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6729292150486063490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6729292150486063490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-updates.html' title='A few updates.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-8708040701021403700</id><published>2009-09-24T06:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:10:54.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye guys =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SrsJ81bwYrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IZ6XChLxY0c/s320/1edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SrsKCcUG-iI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c3Hz8HT6u6I/s1600-h/2edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SrsKCcUG-iI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c3Hz8HT6u6I/s320/2edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384908816528112162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First picture : Roommate, Amilin Syakirah, chayok2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Second picture : Classmates, 5 Ghazali. RSiti Rodiah, all the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They are off to Russia! Congrats and all the best to both of you! InsyaAllah, Malaysia boleh! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They inspired me to keep on going. Survive IB!! InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pray for all the KMBians to succeed, may His blessings with us. Amiin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/s: On the way back from KLIA, I was stopped by a police for not turning on the headlights (I forgot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-_____________________'-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to my cute face which helped me to escape from being sued. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-8708040701021403700?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/8708040701021403700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=8708040701021403700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8708040701021403700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8708040701021403700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye-guys.html' title='Bye guys =)'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SrsJ81bwYrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IZ6XChLxY0c/s72-c/1edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-2274991147685941067</id><published>2009-09-14T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T07:20:41.058+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Raya :D</title><content type='html'>Date : 14/9&lt;div&gt;Location : Around KL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accompanied by : Sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were off to KL around 10.30a.m. It supposed to be 9.am, but that's fine -___-. Dad didn't allow us at first. The reasons?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. It's KL, Jln TAR to be specific. A lot ot people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. It's Raya season. More ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. It's Sunday. More and more ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, we insisted and he's ok with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He even handed us some money. Wee, thank u, dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we're off. It wasn't as hectic as expected. But, we got lost!!!! For almost an hour I guess. Thank goodness there was a KL map in the car. However, I was the one who should do the reading cos Aisyah was driving and that didn't help much. (I'm so hopeless about the map thingy-_________-) We thought of just go back and sleep. But suddenly, we arrived. The major problem is, where to park the car?! So there we go again, lost again. We decided on parking the car near The Mall. But we had to walk all the way from there to Sogo area, which took us freaking 30 minutes!! (we walk faster than supermodels)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shopped from 12.00pm until 2.00pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, It all worth it. We got what we wanted. *dancing~~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which are, scarfs, tudung2, selendang2 etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Footnote: My sister and I agreed if a man is not good about roads and stuffs, it's a big turn-off! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-2274991147685941067?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/2274991147685941067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=2274991147685941067&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2274991147685941067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2274991147685941067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-raya-d.html' title='Shopping Raya :D'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-2497764333494231414</id><published>2009-08-30T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:01:23.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>She makes my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kids today... Huhh&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intro:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a sister, 7 y/o. Very cute. Her name is Aida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the situation :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aida is playing with my stapler, knocking  it onto the floor several times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Aida, jgnla main stapler tu, mahal tauu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aida: *stands up*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aida : *While walking away and wearing such a snobbish look*  Sebenarnya bukannya mahal. Sebenarnya awk tu yang duit sikit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: -_______'-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SppM9RC2eaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BoFayQ2kzpE/s1600-h/Fuyoo-0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SppM9RC2eaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BoFayQ2kzpE/s320/Fuyoo-0125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375693720651200930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still love you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: Going back to college tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-2497764333494231414?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/2497764333494231414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=2497764333494231414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2497764333494231414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2497764333494231414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-makes-my-day.html' title='She makes my day'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SppM9RC2eaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BoFayQ2kzpE/s72-c/Fuyoo-0125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-243638608143637302</id><published>2009-08-26T06:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:46:49.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>Dah berhabuk.&lt;div&gt;Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to an Usrah gathering yesterday. Met a super senior of KMB, now studying in RCSI, Ireland doing medic. She said she came to KMB few times, even during the Unifair, but I didn't spot her. Well, we exchanged emails, and hopefully we will keep in touch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, conclusion here, never missed any usrah gathering. It will somehow be useful. As for me yesterday, I met a lot of ppl, studying in Japan, Ireland, even in local unis. (I think I sound quite exaggerative) We talked, as if we've known each others for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Now the boring part-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate to whine about my hw here. Just to let you know that I've been busy with my hw- maths,bio, chem etc etc. But I think I  facebook-ing, blogwalking sleeping,  more. Haishh. Also, now I've turned into a nocturnal. I sleep at &gt;1a.m, wake up for sahur at 5.am, then sleep again at 7++ a.m. Don't ask when I wake up. And worst of all, I sleep again in the evening. -__- No worries. Starting from today, everything will change. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've read this far, congratulations. Now, go out and play. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-243638608143637302?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/243638608143637302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=243638608143637302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/243638608143637302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/243638608143637302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-1386105059208271412</id><published>2009-08-22T16:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:51:15.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan menjelma</title><content type='html'>Hi ppl.&lt;div&gt;I'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is just to prove that I'm still alive, Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadan has arrived. Let's make it full of barakah. In the last usrah, I was told that Ramadan is the time to know how good or how bad are we in controlling our lust because syaitan nir rajim aren't around to seduce us. So, be prepared ppl! Hopefully, each of us will be doing great in this Ramadan, better than the previous year's as this might be our last Ramadan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KMB is fine. Except for the homework. Aiyoo... sooo manyyyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. That's just a piece of IB life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, will update more soon. Tata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I think I do it more often now. Malay title with english post. -______'-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-1386105059208271412?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/1386105059208271412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=1386105059208271412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1386105059208271412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1386105059208271412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadan-menjelma.html' title='Ramadan menjelma'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-1016856392635055307</id><published>2009-08-03T09:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:52:18.342+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KMB'/><title type='text'>SK Bkt Tadom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SnanphwQECI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LDvhWfHIAb4/s1600-h/DSC_0674+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SnanphwQECI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LDvhWfHIAb4/s320/DSC_0674+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365660337935749154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;M09A, all looking eager for the CAS visit . :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;External CAS day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date : 29th July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue : SK Bukit Tadom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's an aboriginal school. Singled-storey. Students were around 100. Not much. When we arrived, we were welcomed by Year 1 students whistling and singing some "jiwang" songs. First, we were briefed by the principal about what we were be doing here throughout out External CAS sessions. Basically, what we were gonna do was teaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We divided ourselves into 2. I was assigned to teach year 2 students english. They were very cooperative even though they couldn't make english sentences. Teachers said some of them were suffering short-term memory loss. There're 2 girls who were very, very, very, very, very.. shy. I asked them their names. They stared at me. I asked them to draw a flower, and give each of them a pencil, they just stared at the pencils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minutes past, I asked them their names, finally they started to open their mouths like they wanted to speak. However, no voices heard, they were still staring at me. I was so disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know what, at the end of our visit, they were the ones who were very excited, they were the ones who screamed/ talked out loud. -_____________________-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/Snaop5mCXQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aCYNErGlPN8/s320/Fuyoo-0124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365661443846987010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Year 2 students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year One students were a bit out of our hands. They er.. sorta.. bullied us. -.- They liked to fight over candies/food. And not to mention, they were so........ well, they liked to scream/say something out loud. Yeah, kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was a very good experience. This is a platform where I will build my caring nature -IB learner's profile :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids, watch out, in out next visit, we will rule every one of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology class rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SnatLj6T95I/AAAAAAAAAEY/oT37XRmLg_8/s1600-h/Photo1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SnatLj6T95I/AAAAAAAAAEY/oT37XRmLg_8/s320/Photo1080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365666420188510098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onion cells. (click to enlarge)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the chromosome's behaviours!! (mitosis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Captured from a microscope using a camera phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks pakcik. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-1016856392635055307?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/1016856392635055307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=1016856392635055307&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1016856392635055307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1016856392635055307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/08/sk-bkt-tadom.html' title='SK Bkt Tadom'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SnanphwQECI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LDvhWfHIAb4/s72-c/DSC_0674+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-8218046748516912859</id><published>2009-08-02T16:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:29:58.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Food that I ate today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food that I ate today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Butterscotch bread with cheese, toasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Caramel Popcorn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Baskin Robbin (Flavour: Perils&amp;amp;Pralines and Cotton candy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. keropok ikan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. cupcakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. muffins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. some chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. papaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast (1), Lunch (2, 3, 4) Dinner (7, 8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. not healthy, at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't consume a balanced nutrition. Too much sugar. Ish2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I'm posting this entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I'm doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be a healthy day. Hope so. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-8218046748516912859?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/8218046748516912859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=8218046748516912859&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8218046748516912859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/8218046748516912859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-that-i-ate-today.html' title='Food that I ate today'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7268876705557863320</id><published>2009-08-01T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T13:51:06.292+01:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1 mengganas</title><content type='html'>Due to H1N1 virus attacking KMB, all KMB students are obliged to go home. I'm not sure if they are allowed to quarantine themselves in KMB. So here I am now, home sweet home until 9th of August.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't say that I am happy to go home with the fact that there's one student (as far as I know) has been confirmed positive H1N1. Many are quarantined. A lot are having fever. Plus some Sabahans And Sarawakians are having difficulty pertaining this matter since the flight tickets are very expensive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just pray that KMB will be safe and sound again. No more viruses. No more. No more. Amin~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the discussions have be postponed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English, Econs, Maths. Lab reports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow everything should be settled before the classes start when the college reopen. Somehow. Let's hope for miracles to happen. -______'-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**I myself not sure why I posted a fully English post but with malay title. Same goes to the previous post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7268876705557863320?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7268876705557863320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7268876705557863320&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7268876705557863320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7268876705557863320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1-mengganas.html' title='H1N1 mengganas'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-2824024541747412333</id><published>2009-07-25T12:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:43:17.071+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulululu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Halloo..&lt;div&gt;As we all know, I am/ will be devoting my life fully to KMB/IB. SO I guess most part of my posts would be about KMB. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, last Sunday, I joined Ultimate Frisbee Clinic held by Year 2 students. It was fun, really. I thought the game will not make us sweat but I was completely wrong! The clinic started at around 8.30 until 5.45 pm. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Imagine how many CAS hours we got for the day only-haha)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning, we were briefed by the professionals and practised throwing and catching the disk with the help of the seniors. Then in the evening, we were having games. My team was qualified for the "golden match", but we lost in that match. Well, we had fun. Unfortunately, later that evening, my friend injured her leg. Pretty serious. Even now, she's still using canes to walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SmruWlaoHcI/AAAAAAAAADw/MjWr9yxczI4/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362360378106322370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SUNBURNT!! :(( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look, the girls are wearing pink :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of M09A's girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/Smru6C7KK_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZhApBcXSjXQ/s320/Hari+pink+sedunia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362360987322821618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-2824024541747412333?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/2824024541747412333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=2824024541747412333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2824024541747412333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2824024541747412333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/07/lulululu.html' title='Lulululu~'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SmruWlaoHcI/AAAAAAAAADw/MjWr9yxczI4/s72-c/DSC00135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-5217769149260245856</id><published>2009-07-25T01:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:42:55.585+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya happy :)</title><content type='html'>Once again, I'm home :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, the reason I'm here for the rest of the weekend is simply because I won't be going home in the next few weeks until the mid-sem holiday, which is 20++th August. So it's quite a long time from now. Another reason is, I have the chance to go home :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been in KMB for more than a month now. I can say that I now loving it. Here, I found my confidence, I always being offered opportunity to improve myself and fortunately I'm wise enough to grab them. I'm still trying to crack out my talents-if I have one. I learn new things, find new friends, gain more confidence every single day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my external CAS, I'll be going to SK Bukit Tadom. An "orang asli" school. I don't know if it's going to be fun or not. From the senior's scrapbook, they were having some difficulties in gaining the students' cooperation. Hmm.. I'll take that as a challenge. No pain no gain. Seriously, handle a group of students?? Huu.. New experience every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually, when I go home, I will avoid bringing along my school books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's totally different. I should go back to work. Bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-5217769149260245856?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/5217769149260245856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=5217769149260245856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5217769149260245856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/5217769149260245856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/07/saya-happy.html' title='Saya happy :)'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7102030490523417934</id><published>2009-07-17T10:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:08:58.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'>concourse</title><content type='html'>My first post, here in KMB. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.56pm, concourse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. A bunch of guys listening to some songs, (Negaraku, I think) from their laptops. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. 2 girls doing their homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Girl's voices at the academic block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that peaceful. But I like it here. I've started to taste the excitement being here in KMB. Not that bad, really. Still, I miss my home and always looking forward to go home although it only takes around 40mins to get here. My classmates are .. I would say, fun. (Walaupun ade org tu tak ingat nama aku) -___'-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I need to do in order to survive:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Brush up my english. Duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Be more hardworking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Be more focused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Gain self-confidence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Read newspapers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Make more friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the list goes on... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7102030490523417934?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7102030490523417934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7102030490523417934&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7102030490523417934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7102030490523417934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/07/concourse.html' title='concourse'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7351094280077845426</id><published>2009-07-10T23:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:16:35.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>KMB update</title><content type='html'>Been in KMB for almost 3 weeks. Done with the orientation week. Made lotsa new friends. So for upcoming 2 years or 4 semesters in KMB the subjects that I'll be taking are:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malay A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English HL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology HL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry HL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mathematics HL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Economics SL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Others are, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warisan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah.. I'll do my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;M09A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class. at first they are all very quiet. But after almost 2 weeks in here, we've started to mingle and get along pretty well. In here, I'm no longer a one-quiet-girl in class but neither am I a loud person. I think here in KMB I am being myself. I mean, my true self. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(What the crap??)&lt;/span&gt; Oh, I'm in the same class with Fariz - the famous guy from gengkmb.ning.com (hehe), Ummu, Amalia. I read their blogs before I entered KMB. In fact the three of us are in the same Math Group. Hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;E Block&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best block ever. Unfortunately, my room is soooo hujung.  In here got fridge, super-nice-seniors (many of them are in GnCC- Guidance &amp;amp; Councelling Club), books-loaded common room and most importantly the nearest hostel block with academic block compared to D Block and F Block! Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here in KMB, the sport facilities are superb. At last after 2 years, now I've started to play softball again! Weee! My favourite sport. Maybe next weekend softball club will be going to OU to play softball+shopping=CAS hours. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food here is not bad at all. Way better than in my previous school. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, this is where I will stay for the next 2 years &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(minus weekends at home, haha)&lt;/span&gt;. So far, I'm liking the place. Every person around me motivates me to keep on going/study/be hardworking/be active/gain self-confidence etc. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7351094280077845426?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7351094280077845426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7351094280077845426&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7351094280077845426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7351094280077845426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/07/kmb-update.html' title='KMB update'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3674823343424538334</id><published>2009-06-22T17:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:36:16.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter</title><content type='html'>It's time to go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye bye home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello KMB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah I'll do my best there. Pray for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: I think I'm ready now =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-3674823343424538334?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3674823343424538334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3674823343424538334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3674823343424538334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3674823343424538334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-chapter.html' title='New Chapter'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-4005371816568431240</id><published>2009-06-20T13:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:10:10.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOPping :D</title><content type='html'>Went shopping today. With my sister.&lt;div&gt;It was raining this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We planned to go to One Utama because we got sick of Sunway Pyramid. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sry Pyramid's fan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I printed out the route to OU from google maps. Too bad, we still got lost. Pathetic. Haha. Aisyah gone mad for a while, plus her phone was in a critical condition. So she couldn't call somebody for directions. Fortunately, I remained calm and I kinda fixed her phone. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Not really, I was just restarted her phone twice)&lt;/span&gt; yada yada.. we arrived there, 2 hours behind schedule -__-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hunting for a bag. While, Aisyah was looking for dresses and a bag. Due to sheer hungriness, we grabbed a six-inch Subway's sandwich first. Then, our adventure began! SHOPPING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shopped non-stop for merely 5 friggin' hours (except for solah and ladies) but we didn't buy anything. At last, I purchased a bag from the first store I got in after looking from hundreds of stores. Yet, it all worth it. Same goes to Aisyah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My legs were aching. It felt like I've walked all the way from Selangor to Perlis. (Mind you, it was just an exaggeration) And something happened. I could feel that my sweet teeth were demanding for something. What a lame excuse -_____-' We bought each of us a very2 cholatey ice cream and Aisyah grab a Sour Cream &amp;amp; Onion Pretzel from Makcik Anne. Finally, our shopping is done!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, I made myself a pencil case!!! WEHEE. I have a handmade pencil case. Will bring it to KMB. Oh, 2 days left to spend at home. Lala~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-4005371816568431240?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/4005371816568431240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=4005371816568431240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4005371816568431240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4005371816568431240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/06/shopping-d.html' title='SHOPping :D'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-7624558202339923402</id><published>2009-06-18T02:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:30:51.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer</title><content type='html'>Waaaah, it has been a while since I last updated my blog. No surprise if this blog turn into a dusty and hunted chamber when I've enrolled into KMB.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KMB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 days to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Full-speed internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Imac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Biggest loser every Tuesday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. CSIs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Goddamn&lt;/span&gt; TV shows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Annoyin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't even give a damn about all those things. I have a mission. Been there, done that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Boarding school's life, I mean)&lt;/span&gt;. And I think KMB life would be more interesting ( InsyaAllah). After all, it's a college, not a school. No more uniforms! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Yays!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to deny that I'm nervous.  I'm afraid I will feel inferior by those high-achievers/national-level debaters/and anybody along those lines. What if I can't fit in? Nauzubillah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, I'm excited. I'll meet new ppl. I'll meet my friends again. I'll be a step closer to my dream which is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;to study overseas&lt;/span&gt; to be a doctor. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: Buat kwn2 dari MRSM PC yang akan menyambung pengajian, wak molek deh. Jange pikir nok gewe jahs. Ngaji dlu. Ingak Allah. Ingak mok pok. (Lama sudah saya tidak mempraktikkan loghat ini)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-7624558202339923402?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/7624558202339923402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=7624558202339923402&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7624558202339923402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/7624558202339923402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-step-closer.html' title='One step closer'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-216683043494190279</id><published>2009-06-09T07:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:57:29.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Huhu.. I'm truly sorry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was driving back home from sending my sister to her sewing class. The incident happened nearby my house. I saw a bird on the road. I tried to avoid hitting the bird yet of all a sudden I heard birds chirping, like something has gone wrong -I mean REALLY wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped the car in front of my house. I looked back at the bird. Yes, something HAS gone wrong. I could see that the bird was in pain. She couldn't fly. I think I hit her on one of her wings. Oh poor birdie. Other birds -about 5 of them- were encircling her, let's assume they were giving her support to stay tough because there's nothing they could have done. I didn't know what to do. huhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I parked the car at the front yard of my house. In guilt, I went out to the road to take a look at the bird. It came to relief+disappointment as she was nowhere insight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think, she had be able to fly again. Huh. Thank God, Alhamdulillah. Hidup lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're a bird, it's a lesson to learn. Pandang kiri, pandang kanan, pandang kiri baru lintas jalan. In another words, be careful when crossing the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I think she was a crow. Hitam pun comel juga =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-216683043494190279?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/216683043494190279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=216683043494190279&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/216683043494190279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/216683043494190279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/06/birdie.html' title='Birdie..'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-4842100872376120274</id><published>2009-06-05T02:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:14:43.491+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>About 3 weeks to go~</title><content type='html'>(less than) 3 weeks to go.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KMB, here I come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medical check-up, done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bank account, settled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping, halfway done and looking forward to the next one ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forms, zero is done. (hampeh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even so, I doubt that I'm ready for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been procrastinating to revive my rusty brain after merely 7 months I've been away from studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've heard a lot from dear seniors that KMB life is hell-c-tic, looks like an exaggeration but that is it. Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I'm still looking forward to it, new chapter in life, no pain no gain. Work for it, after all, that's what I want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-4842100872376120274?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/4842100872376120274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=4842100872376120274&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4842100872376120274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4842100872376120274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-3-weeks-to-go.html' title='About 3 weeks to go~'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-2471936313327019941</id><published>2009-05-30T10:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:15:04.343+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Port Dickson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This might be a lengthy and pictures-loaded post. Hehe&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;23rd May 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a Treasure Hunt Day held by AMP Corp. -where my dad works. It's actually for staffs, but never mind... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that day my sis and I have to be in front of AMP Corp as early as 7.15am. Too bad, we were just started packing that very morning! Well, thanks to my dad's Honda CRV has turned itself to (fill in the blank) sports car and we managed to arrive just in time. HAHA. Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My group members are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Arina, 18 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Aisyah, 19 - my sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Ana, 21 - a secretary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Anil, 22 - an engineer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, our ages are around the same corner. Thank God for this, we don't have any communication gaps and we blended very well, better than I thought it would be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the game was about which group answered the most questions correctly and completed the game within the hours given, won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The route of the game was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shah Alam ---&gt; Melaka ---&gt; Port Dickson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were off at 7.31a.m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They gave plenty of mineral water, I dunno, 8-10 perhaps. Yea, a lot, but they didn't give us food! Haha. It's ok. I had eaten a corn bread so I wasn't hungry, well not yet! Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I can say that our group, compared to the others was the most laid back group. Before we went hunting for clues in Malacca, we thought we had some free time. So, we took our time eating bihun, did some cam-whoring and there was even a perfume promoter, promoting her products! Layan je~ While other teams were working hard, tracking their clues..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the race was even more adventurous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. We weren't allowed to eat in the car (The owner of the car is a man of principles) XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.We were in 3 states, in less than a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. We were in a car being driven at 180km/h (or more..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. We did a lot of walking/jogging/running/climbing stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.We endured the hot blazing sun -and I forgot to put on sunblock, nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. We had so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pit stop was the hotel that we were about to check in. (forgot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, we won! Number 1!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add another 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. (No more elaboration pls, daku pasrah) :P  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. that evening we went out to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiDBaWcx32I/AAAAAAAAACw/13tdVYRNSZs/s320/1arina.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341481816508456802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aida and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiDB1SMaLQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4HTAWtiwN8g/s1600-h/3arina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiDB1SMaLQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4HTAWtiwN8g/s320/3arina.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341482279222521090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And later that night was sort of the annual dinner. The food was amazing. I couldn't get enough of the chocolate cake, dammit. (sorry for that :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we &lt;i&gt;lepak2&lt;/i&gt; at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiD4jQdu20I/AAAAAAAAADA/JpcDXgRkOJc/s1600-h/3-badik-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiD4jQdu20I/AAAAAAAAADA/JpcDXgRkOJc/s320/3-badik-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341542442660191042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 badik pompuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiD6ObtWYSI/AAAAAAAAADI/gZTVwHZabkE/s320/4arina.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341544283924488482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad with Aida's "sand castle". They were shaking their hands, underground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then the next day, we had a taste of the beach. I'm not really a fan of beaches, but that day was superb. I had my first banana boat ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiD73dj59ZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iRcQ_3QFd0g/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341546088308012434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiD8eR9CdII/AAAAAAAAADY/e7CkF4kLYSg/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341546755207099522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiD9KGNu3QI/AAAAAAAAADg/Fy1gSUFX5zg/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiD9KGNu3QI/AAAAAAAAADg/Fy1gSUFX5zg/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341547507970137346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6183475815438343971-2471936313327019941?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/2471936313327019941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=2471936313327019941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2471936313327019941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/2471936313327019941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/lalal.html' title='Port Dickson'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SiDBaWcx32I/AAAAAAAAACw/13tdVYRNSZs/s72-c/1arina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-3620392425573456937</id><published>2009-05-26T06:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:02:52.113+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Aren't they cute??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, I was in Port Dickson. I'll make a post about it later, the pictures haven't been edited yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my sister's birthday! Happy 7th birthday, Aida!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShuBUSwRH3I/AAAAAAAAABw/NOL5ptr8VXs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShuBUSwRH3I/AAAAAAAAABw/NOL5ptr8VXs/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340003968809508722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nur Aida Sabrina, officially 7 years old on 26th May 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  She's a girl, she likes attention, she loves her family, literally -she always make cards written "I Love U" for each of us. Not to mention, she's annoying and stubborn sometimes. I don't care. She's my sister, after all and I love u!! Uuuyeahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Btw, when I was about to write this post, I saw.. (see below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/Shv6i44pEiI/AAAAAAAAACo/qd1RUJelK-s/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340137260470309410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ON MY NOTEBOOK!! Isn't she the sweetest?? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was baking day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We baked cupcakes, and bought chocolates too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's all for Aida birthday goodie bags for her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;However the cupcakes' recipe is a secret. LOL. &lt;i&gt;Poyo je.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, bake the cupcakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShvneNI6HnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HUT0m1Uqtsw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340116289286970994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, put the basic topping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShvnehgqKpI/AAAAAAAAACI/XfOlnl_SHRE/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340116294755297938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colourings. Very nice, aren't they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShvneaxzZ2I/AAAAAAAAACA/D2CANztmzF0/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340116292948158306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final step is, decorate them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/Shv26dZHMvI/AAAAAAAAACg/hLFw2v3EVpE/s1600-h/6.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/Shv26dZHMvI/AAAAAAAAACg/hLFw2v3EVpE/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340133267360658162" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/Shv26MIHz2I/AAAAAAAAACY/wj69m1AjfKA/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/Shv26MIHz2I/AAAAAAAAACY/wj69m1AjfKA/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340133262725992290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShvneiAukZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8nnJpNUpDVY/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShvneiAukZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8nnJpNUpDVY/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340116294889804178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrow: My so called Mercedes Car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;About the Mercedes car, Aida said many of her friends wanted that one!! I'm so happy and proud!! It's a very "antique" car. Haha. We had so much fun baking these cupcakes. It was tiring, but it all worth it. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, mostly the decorations were made by Aisyah. My job was to spread the basic topping on each cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6183475815438343971-3620392425573456937?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/3620392425573456937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=3620392425573456937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3620392425573456937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/3620392425573456937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/arent-they-cute.html' title='Aren&apos;t they cute??'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShuBUSwRH3I/AAAAAAAAABw/NOL5ptr8VXs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-1552364224458517906</id><published>2009-05-20T14:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:13:08.696+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Mum, Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought how much do your parents love you?&lt;div&gt;Here' the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a call from Mara last evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is how the conversation went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mara Officer: Hello, is this Miss (My full name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Errr.. yes? (Blurr2, tgh men tenet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MO:I'm from Mara and I'm here to inform that your father is a guarantor of XXXXX's loan. The payment hasn't settled hence your father's name has been blacklisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: aha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MO: We need your father to solve this ASAP so that we can continue with the scholarship offered to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*and yadaaa yadaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main point is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I asked my dad about that. He was shocked. He said that he remember guaranteeing somebody's loan many years ago ( maybe I wasn't even born yet) but he couldn't recall. He then tried to call Mara -thanks to me for not being inquisitive at all- but it was engaged. Not to mention, it was almost 6.30 so there's nothing more to expect. I could tell that he was really upset though I know he tried hard to shake it off and hide it from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ina tak yah risau laa. Everything will be settled in no time" He said, sounded cheerfully. But deep down inside, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just smiled. I wasn't worried about the scholarship. It was him I was worried about. Would he be okay? I don't want he to think about it too much. I know that my father couldn't have too much probs in mind or he would fall sick. It happened before. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning, he's off to Mara building, He will settle everything. Poor dad. he has to pay an amount of money that should be done by someone else. And this isn't the first time. I don't know how much would it be and I don't think he would let me know. It's ok. I'll nose it out from mum once it's settled(hehe). I hope there won't be any problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember last year I called my dad when he was being hospitalized for few weeks. I told him I will be receiving an award from school and parents are invited to the event. I didn't expect them to come. We were far away from each other. I was in Kelantan and he was in Selangor. Plus, he was in hospital. It turned out that he wanted to come! I was.. touched. He said that he was extremely happy with my achievement and he wanted to give me his encouragement. Dad, you are amazing. Mum always beside him, supporting him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have incredible parents. What more I could I ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShSxsj7MIMI/AAAAAAAAABo/-BQX-RvMwhU/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShSxsj7MIMI/AAAAAAAAABo/-BQX-RvMwhU/s320/lala.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338086837456740546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And... what's that girl doing there? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Umi, ayah I'm sorry for all my wrongdoings and I'll try to be a better daughter. I'll make both of you proud, InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ayah, Happy father's day! (terawal sket)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Umi, Happy Mother's day! (terlambat sket)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*P/s: This post is about how amazing my parents are, and that just it.&lt;/div&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/6183475815438343971-1552364224458517906?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/1552364224458517906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=1552364224458517906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1552364224458517906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1552364224458517906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/mum-dad.html' title='Mum, Dad'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/ShSxsj7MIMI/AAAAAAAAABo/-BQX-RvMwhU/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-927849896525697502</id><published>2009-05-18T11:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:13:15.311+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking too much today&lt;div&gt;*faints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have nothing else to blog about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;biaselahh, cuti skrg mane ade life &lt;/i&gt;-says Aisyah, my sister. Blahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-927849896525697502?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/927849896525697502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=927849896525697502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/927849896525697502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/927849896525697502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-4903844044542205456</id><published>2009-05-15T09:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:52:55.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mara Interview Results, Finally!</title><content type='html'>I opened Mara Interview Thread at Recom. They were all discussing about when Mara will announce the results. It was 12.15 already. I was exhausted. Instead of climbing the stairs to my room, I switched on the telly. I watched a program about best breakfast in States. I know I love food, so don't bother. Then, I tried to sleep. I found it hard to do so. I think I was anxious about the Mara PILN results. Somehow, I managed to doze off.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention, I had a fantastic dream, ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was refreshing Recom and Mara homepage for over, and over, and over, hmm, and over again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously It was an agony waiting for the results. I woke up at around 6 a.m. 5.50 a.m to be exact. I went straight to the computer, and logged in to Recom and alumni. I saw this particular link to check the results for PILN. Still doubting, I opened the link and typed in my IC no. And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;table width="650" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg=""  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;td width="165" height="20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="18"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUR ARINA BT MOHD ROZI&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg=""  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;td height="20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. Kad Pengenalan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;91xxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg=""  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;td height="20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keputusan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;BERJAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg=""  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;td height="20"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bidang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PERUBATAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg=""  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;td height="20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Program Persediaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;INTERNATIONAL BACCALAUREATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg=""  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;td height="22"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tempat Persediaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KOLEJ MARA BANTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="650" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stared at the monitor . No words came out of my mouth. Then, I went upstairs and perform my Subuh Prayer - like nothing happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to the computer, and rechecked. OMG. It was real. REAL! I wasn't dreaming. Alhamdulillah. Syukur sangat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to Dibah Is and Tiqah - same faces, same course, same place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to Hazirah - medic middle east&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-4903844044542205456?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/4903844044542205456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=4903844044542205456&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4903844044542205456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4903844044542205456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/mara-interview-results-finally.html' title='Mara Interview Results, Finally!'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-4531264366044116526</id><published>2009-05-13T23:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:58:31.298+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>I'm glad it's gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I've lived almost 3 years of my live with those metals called braces stuck on my teeth. Many are wondering whether to put on braces or not. My advice, if you wanna do it, do it now, or it'll be too late. The sooner, the better. The best time to have it on is during school years. Just my 2 cents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm not gonna tell the details about how the braces system works. Heck, I don't even know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the list of things I've endured during my "braces years":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I hate to smile brightly showing my teeth in front of flashy cameras or someone will turn    blind when they see the picture. Light---&gt;metals----&gt;shine. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I'm exaggerating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;I can't pronounce certain words properly, especially when I talk too fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm paranoid that I would look fugly in candid pictures- which mostly I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I hate it when something stuck in my braces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I can't floss my teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.I've to visit dentist every month. I was in boarding school, it's hard to do so. Hence, dentist only see me once in two months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. It hurts, sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I can't have chewing gum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I can't eat apples, pears etc without cutting them into pieces first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. and the list goes on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SgtTJdEfJZI/AAAAAAAAABA/JwC8sWswedw/s1600-h/vainn.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-decoration: underline; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SgtTJdEfJZI/AAAAAAAAABA/JwC8sWswedw/s320/vainn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335449605437859218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's me with my sister Aisyah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Now, braces is my past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, now I'm more confident and happier. I'm glad that I had the braces on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not gonna put my post-braces picture here. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, not for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6183475815438343971-4531264366044116526?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/4531264366044116526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=4531264366044116526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4531264366044116526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/4531264366044116526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-glad-its-gone.html' title='I&apos;m glad it&apos;s gone'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-VNwMiLA0o/SgtTJdEfJZI/AAAAAAAAABA/JwC8sWswedw/s72-c/vainn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-1968918789145079562</id><published>2009-05-06T03:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:23:56.775+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Wait.</title><content type='html'>It's a long wait. Eventhough in reality it's just a matter of couple of days. To me, every single second is a nightmare. Luckily, my family is here to lighten me up. I'm so grateful. Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-1968918789145079562?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/1968918789145079562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=1968918789145079562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1968918789145079562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/1968918789145079562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/wait.html' title='Wait.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183475815438343971.post-6928267345110082208</id><published>2009-05-03T05:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:25:42.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start</title><content type='html'>Hi, this's my first post. And I hope I'll continue to post something that's worth to read at least once a week. Let's try that, okay?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So, now I'm a SPM leaver and just sitting around the house doing nothing. I' waiting for MARA scholarship result that would be out on the third week of May----&gt; NEXT WEEK! But I heard some rumours that it would be out earlier. Don't know. Let's just keep our fingers cross and pray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful that I'm offered these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matrix- Kolej Matrikulasi Kedah (Changlun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPU- Asasi sains UITM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  For those who are still schooling, doing their Form Five in particular, study well, okayh? Don't look forward to finish your school too much. Once you are in my position right know, you'll miss school - A LOT. So, use your time at school to the fullest! :D Remember, as time passes, the competition in getting scholarship especially to overseas gets stiffer. So, work your asses off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183475815438343971-6928267345110082208?l=arinarozi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/feeds/6928267345110082208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6183475815438343971&amp;postID=6928267345110082208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6928267345110082208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183475815438343971/posts/default/6928267345110082208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arinarozi.blogspot.com/2009/05/start.html' title='The Start'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15389811830021424098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8nysxCS-0U/S2N3B7CuflI/AAAAAAAABIM/H8q_BF_Ij0c/s400/Wajah-Aisyah-Puteri-Dakwah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
