<?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-365520194540730614</id><updated>2012-01-18T10:49:18.893+08:00</updated><category term='anniversary'/><title type='text'>First Things First.....</title><subtitle type='html'>In this life, we must know how to differentiate between the priorities, the important ones and what we actually need. Many times we don't even care. Spontaneity sometimes do lighten up our lives in a very sweet way that we never imagine. On the other hand it can surprise us or break our hearts to pieces that never can be amended....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2275605750276456416</id><published>2011-09-25T11:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:09:59.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mY9isBUjYM0/Tn6bdwtL4VI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sZIO4itfDCU/s1600/x17131075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" width="170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mY9isBUjYM0/Tn6bdwtL4VI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sZIO4itfDCU/s320/x17131075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik dari kerja suatu hari, Nu'man tunjuk pada saya giginya. Anak ini yang waktu itu baru 9 tahun membuka mulutnya. Saya menjerit, kerana terkejut yang amat, dan rasa sedih bercampur baur. Apa tidaknya, gigi hadapannya yang cantik, putih dan baru masuk 2 tahun tumbuhnya itu telah patah! 2 batang gigi kapak kekal itu saya tengok telah patah serong. Kedua-duanya sekali! Saya terus ke doktor gigi supaya doktor boleh menilai sejauh mana gigi itu boleh dibetulkan. (Dalam hati berdoa supaya semuanya ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah mulanya perjalanan ujian gigi Nu'man. Akibat dari jatuh tersembam di sekolah, 2 gigi itu telah patah serong. Hentakan yang kuat bukan saja menyebabkan ianya patah, rupa-rupanya akar gigi yang baru nak berkembang itu telah rosak. Hati saya menangis waktu itu. Menangis yang saya tak dapat tunjukkan padanya. Doktor Rusman menenangkan hati saya sedikit waktu itu, dengan menyebut ianya boleh dibetulkan. Tapi bagaimana dan berapa lama dia sendiri tak pasti. Setelah ditampal dan kelihatan macam gigi asal, kami balik ke rumah. Baberapa hari selepas itu, dia mula kesakitan. Gigi yang ditampal itu terasa sakit. Saya bawak semula dia ke doktor. Rupanya gegaran hentakan membuatkan akarnya rosak dan renggang. Dah berlaku infection. Hendak tak hendak terpaksa lah satu dari 2 gigi itu ditebuk untuk menghilangkan rasa sakit dan ubat tahan sakit yang diberi lebih berkesan. Gigi itu dah bernanah dan doktor cuci hingga bersih. Saya kena bawa dia ke doktor semula selepas seminggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah ujiannya. Ia bukan berakhir di situ saja. Gigi itu selalu saja sakit dan kena infection yang akhirnya doktor membuat keputusan yang rawatan akar(root canal treament) terpaksa dibuat. Maka bermulalah proses root canal. Setiap kali datang gigi dicuci bersih2 dan balik. Berkali-kali. Sampai masa hendak dibuat, doktor dapati ada masalah besar. Waktu itu 2 tahun dah berlalu sejak gigi itu patah. Akar gigi baru itu rupanya belum cukup berkembang dan lubang sarafnya agak besar. Susah untuk dibuat rawatan akar. Tapi doktor kata boleh cuba. Hati saya tenang sikit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proses rawatan akar bukan sekejap. Doktor dapati salah satu gigi tersebut dah pun mati. Akarnya rosak habis. Dan doktor kata lama-lama gigi itu akan jadi hitam. Tapi doktor teruskan juga dengan rawatan akar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beberapa minggu rawatan akar selesai. Saya rasa lega. Anak itu pun nampak lega. Dia memang anak yang sabar. Tidak pernah mengaduh sakit waktu mengadap doktor gigi. Dia pun dah besar, tahun itu tahun UPSRnya. Tup-tup selepas UPSR, gigi itu sakit semula. Saya rasa pelik. Sebab dah buat rawatan akar sepatutnya susah nak sakit. Bergegas ke doktor lagi. Bila dibelek ditengok, rupanya rawatan gigi itu bermasalah. Mungkin kerana akarnya belum tertutup habis, rawatan itu kurang berjaya. Dan masih terkena infection. Doktor pun jadi serba salah. Option mencabut gigi itu adalah option terakhir. Dia masih budak lagi, takkan nak pakai gigi palsu. Lalu doktor Rusman pun 'melepaskan' kami. Kami diminta merujuk specialist untuk decide apakah langkah seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkan specialist gigi. Rawatan biasa sahaja pun dah mahal. Inikan pula nak ke specialist. Saya talipon rakan doktor gigi  kerajaan, untuk maklumat specialist kerajaan. Alhamdulillah, rakan mencadangkan specialist di klinik Jln Tanglin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan surat rujukan doktor, saya bawa dia ke klinik kerajaan Jln  Tanglin. Klinik yang tenang dan damai bersebelahan Muzium Kesenian Islam itu menyejukkan hati. Biasalah klinik kerajaan, pemeriksaannya bermula dari A semula walau pun surat rujukan dah dibawa. Bagusnya ialah doktor akan nampak apa masalah dari awal. Pemeriksaan sungguh terperinci, x ray dan x ray dan x ray dalam masa beberapa kali kunjungan. Tapi mesti ikut masa yang ditetapkan. Kadang2 pagi, kadang2 petang. Kebanyakkanbya memang petang sekitar pukul 3. Pernah sekali kami terlambat setengah jam kerana jem, appointment terbatal dan ditunda ke hari lain. Frust betul. Tapi itulah klinik kerajaan. Alhamdulillah kosnya memang hampir tiada. Budak sekolah hanya bayar seringgit. Tapi prosesnya sangat lama. Kena pergi berulang kali. Selang 2 minggu atau sebulan. Saya terpaksa berkejar dari tempat kerja dengan izin Pengetua, ambil anak di Tadika dan terus bawa Nu'man ke klinik. Queue  jumpa specialist memang panjang. Kalau miss satu appointment, kena tolak ke hari lain mungkin sebulan lagi. Bila dah terkena sekali memang serik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, doktor tau masalahnya dan didapati root canal sebelum ini, terlebih tusuk ke dalam yang menyebabkan gigi itu sakit. Doktor cuci gigi dan balik. Next appointment cuci lagi dan balik. Kemudian keluarkan root canal yang lama untuk satu gigi dulu. Nu'man kata macam lega, takde rasa berat pada gigi. Kemudian cuci lagi, dan balik. Berulang kali dari tahun lepas hinggalah sekarang. Sebelah gigi dah pun selesai, rawatan root canal yang baru. Doktor kata lubang akarnya dah tertutup. Sebelah lagi masih dalam proses. Ada masalah sikit sebab untuk keluarkan root canal lama, tak dapat dikeluar semua. Baru separuh. So next appointment kami ialah November nanti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nampaknya berulang alik lagi lah saya ke klinik di Tanglin. Entahlah sampai bila.Allah beri ujian saya begini. Dia saja yang tau bagaimana susahnya bekerja, berkejar mengurus anak. Macam-macam hal. Kawan2 rapat memang dah faham kelam kabut rutin saya. Orang tak tau memang tak tau. Memang ingat saya keluar dari sekolah entah pergi ke mana, entah balik rumah berehat..Tidak sama sekali... Penatnya Allah saja yang tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak ini dah Tingkatan 1, dah mula rasa conscious giginya yang dah mula lebam. Tapi saya kena tunggu rawatan akar/root canal selesai barulah nak hilangkan lebam gigi...Hmm, entah berapa lama lagilah ni....Ya Allah permudahkanlah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2275605750276456416?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2275605750276456416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2275605750276456416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2275605750276456416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2275605750276456416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2011/09/gigi.html' title='Gigi'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mY9isBUjYM0/Tn6bdwtL4VI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sZIO4itfDCU/s72-c/x17131075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2128775890492721667</id><published>2011-08-16T05:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T06:25:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menjaga Orang Alzheimer....</title><content type='html'>Lama blog ini tidak dikemaskini. Macam biasa bila dah lama dibiar, nak mula menulis semula agak payah. Bukan sebab dah lupa nak menulis macamana, cuma tak tau di mana nak mula. Banyak cerita dan rasa, tapi terlampau banyak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan Ramadhan ni macam biasa teringat abah di selatan tanah air yang 'keseorangan'. Walau pun duduk di rumah berdua, dia macam bersendirian. Isterinya (mak tiri saya), mengidap Alzheimer. Alzheimer ialah satu penyakit nyanyuk-lupa atau 'senile - dementia' yang dialami oleh sesetengah orang2 tua, selalunya yang berumur 65 tahun ke atas. Biasanya simtom awal tidak dapat dikesan, tetapi tanda2nya ada. Mula2 bertekak dengan abah pasal letak duduk barang, seperti kunci rumah, jarum benang, pinggan mangkuk, barang2 memasak dan sebagainya. Lama kelamaan, bila penyakit ini sampai ke tahap advance seperti yang dialaminya sekarang, dia dah jadi lebih keliru.Percakapannya tidak difahami, dia seperti mahukan sesuatu tetapi tiada perkataan betul yang keluar dari mulutnya. Hanyalah 'mumbling of words'. Badannya jadi terlampau kurus, hanya tinggal kulit dan tulang. Makannya kadang2 lupa, dan jadi cerewet dan memilih. &lt;br /&gt;Siapa yang menjaga dia? Abah. Full stop. Tiada orang lain. Kesabaran abah diuji Allah lebih jauh lagi dengan penyakit ini. Terpaksa menjaga seorang yang lupa. Yang Alzheimer.Abah yang lebih memahami dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ada orang yang tertanya2 kenapa anak2 tidak membantu? Ceritanya bukan pendek. Cuma Ramadhan ini doa yang banyak ialah untuk abah. Semoga Allah memberi abah ganjaran yang berlipat2 kali ganda kerana kesabaran dan kemuliaan hatinya. Biarlah Allah ringankan beban yang ditanggungnya. Janganlah ada masalah lain pula yang menimpa abah. Biar Allah berikan kesihatan yang baik untuk abah walau pun tinggal berbaki sedikit(abah ada sakit jantung, darah tinggi, gout,etc etc). Adik2 semua pun, doalah untuk abah. Ramadhan bulan yang kaya dengan keampunan, keberkatan, dan doa orang yang berpuasa dimakbulkan Allah. Jangan putus berdoa untuk abah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2128775890492721667?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2128775890492721667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2128775890492721667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2128775890492721667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2128775890492721667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2011/08/menjaga-orang-alzheimer.html' title='Menjaga Orang Alzheimer....'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2342557069577833426</id><published>2011-05-29T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T01:27:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Things First.....: Happy Teacher's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-teachers-day.html"&gt;First Things First.....: Happy Teacher&amp;#39;s Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2342557069577833426?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-teachers-day.html' title='First Things First.....: Happy Teacher&apos;s Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2342557069577833426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2342557069577833426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2342557069577833426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2342557069577833426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-things-first-happy-teachers-day.html' title='First Things First.....: Happy Teacher&apos;s Day'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7379486860903225649</id><published>2011-03-02T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:01:46.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumplestiltskin</title><content type='html'>Anak Murid saya di Tingkatan 2 sedang sibuk menyiapkan props untuk drama Rumplestiltskin...Malangnya minggu ini mereka tak dapat nak melakonkan drama ini kerana masa pembelajaran dipendekkan untuk memberi laluan kepada sukan. Minggu depanlah...saya beritau mereka. Saya bersemangat tengok mereka bersemangat. Azahari dah siap buat pedang kecil kerana dia akan jadi Raja...Alif dengarnya dah beli hidung palsu sebab dia akan jadi Rumplestiltskin...Tu belum termasuk persiapan barang kemas palsu mereka macam rantai dan cincin yang akan diserah kepada Rumplestiltskin kerana menenun jerami jadi benang emas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuhu...tak sabar nak tengok lakonan ni....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7379486860903225649?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7379486860903225649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7379486860903225649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7379486860903225649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7379486860903225649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2011/03/rumplestiltskin.html' title='Rumplestiltskin'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7201186534240525821</id><published>2011-03-01T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T00:03:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Tahzan</title><content type='html'>Segala yang berlaku pasti ada hikmahnya. Saya sentiasa berpegang kepada prinsip ini. Saya tahu kita merancang, namun Allah ialah Perancang yang terbaik. Memang ada kedukaan pada hati ini, tapi saya boleh cover.Kalau ikutkan hati ...mati, kalau ikut rasa binasa...(ada satu sign board tepi jalan di Kuala Pilah tulis macam ni) Mungkin macam tu lah rasa hati ini...Tak sabar nak sukan ni habis...supaya rasa hati ini hilang sebaik habisnya sukan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini saya mula mengambil alih kelas Sains Tingkatan 2. Ada guru yang ucap 'welcome back' pada saya...Yes, memang 4, 5 tahun lepas saya mengajar subjek ini, tetapi kerana bebanan tugas, masa mengajar dikurangkan dan Subjek ini tidak tersenarai dalam jadual saya. Yang ini pun menimbulkan sedikit kedukaan di hati ini...kerana anak2 ini dah jauh tertinggal silibus. Tapi saya akan cuba cover. Harap2 mereka seperti saya juga, masih bersemangat untuk berterusan belajar dan belajar...Mengajar mereka bermakna saya juga akan belajar...alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7201186534240525821?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7201186534240525821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7201186534240525821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7201186534240525821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7201186534240525821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2011/03/la-tahzan.html' title='La Tahzan'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2770656082613416831</id><published>2011-02-28T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T01:00:01.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hujung Minggu Yang Sibuk</title><content type='html'>Hujung minggu yang baru bermula iaitu Jumaat tengahari, saya dah bergegas mengambil anak di Kuala Pilah yang kena balik 'wajib'. Melalui 'LEKAS' perjalanan yang panjang dapat dipendekkan. Itu pun dah memakan masa 1 jam lebih.. Bertolak agak awal juga memandangkan anak ini sudah menunggu sejak lepas Jumaat kerana blok asrama dah pun dikunci untuk mengelakkan pelajar dari berada di dorm.&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di SMSTJ tercari2 dia. Rupanya sedang bersembang...bila nampak kami, macam teragak2 mukanya. Waktu bersalam, dia menyebut sambil tergelak..' Ha hampir tak kenal abah..' Matanya memandang songkok yang dipakai suami. Memang songkok baru tapi designnya lain sikit. Sedikit tinggi di tepinya. Mak mertua kata songkok ala 'YB'. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu berkemas sedikit selepas memasak sarapan pagi..Benda2 biasa yang saya suka buat bila berada di rumah...mengemas sikit2. Message dan panggilan telefon bertalu masuk kerana bayi Cikgu Fazliyati, rakan sekerja telah meninggal dunia kerana lahir tidak cukup bulan. Saya pergi ziarah sekejap bersama beberapa rakan. Cukup mengharukan melihat bayi sekecil itu yang cukup sifatnya dan wajah yang amat comel. Wajah ahli syurga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang pulak sibuk uruskan hal anak2 yang kena beli itu dan ini. Habis sehari Sabtu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahad tengahari ke jemputan kahwin anak seorang rakan. Meriah juga. ada pilihan makan capati selain nasi minyak. Jadi saya makan capati. Selesai kenduri cepat2 balik dan mengemas barang anak bujang yang nak balik semula ke Pilah. Dalam perjalanan, selepas area Taman Rekreasi Ulu Bendul, ada kereta masuk sungai dan terbalik dalam air cetek. Dalam perjalanan balik, jalan jadi jam....Sepatutnya sampai dalam maghrib,tapi jadi lepas Isya. Itulah perancangan Allah. Kita merancang Dia yang menentukan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah dia hujung minggu saya. Memang sentiasa bergerak ke sana ke mari...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2770656082613416831?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2770656082613416831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2770656082613416831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2770656082613416831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2770656082613416831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2011/02/hujung-minggu-yang-sibuk.html' title='Hujung Minggu Yang Sibuk'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8754289845982833237</id><published>2011-02-22T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:38:45.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Goin' On Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMy7WhW4v20/TWOMBgBiTKI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yh1RD43U4iw/s1600/Angah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMy7WhW4v20/TWOMBgBiTKI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yh1RD43U4iw/s320/Angah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576454721018940578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angah at the closing ceremony of his orientation week, giving a speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angah is in SMS Tuanku Jaafar Kuala Pilah already. The first few days there he called a few times. Losing this and that, updated me on his classes and so on. We know he's ok. He hasnt called for a while. We kinda miss him. His Dad keep on asking me whether he had called or not. We definitely going to visit him this coming weekend. Just to see how's he doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu'man is in Form 1. He's a tough guy. Having to walk everyday about 3/4 mile to school across the hiway. I bet he's going to be slimmer by mid year. He did complained the first 2 weeks that his leg hurt. But now not anymore. He was selected to be in KAA class which includes Arabic Language as one of the extra subject. He's going to be ok too. As a mother, I know this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammar is alone at the primary school now. Without his brother Nu'man tagging along like last year, he is brave. More mature as he got to make all the decisions related to school matter like when to go back, when is the sports training, what to buy during recess etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad is going to the same pre school. More confident this year, I hope. Sometimes I am late at picking him up after school and he didnt mind at all. He feels more secure with all the confidence of being at a very familiar place with familiar faces..He love drawing and singing although all the drawings and singing only related to Ultraman and Spiderman( sometimes related to stuff he learnt at school). I'm still amazed at his talent of memorizing melody. It is excellent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak is doing very well in her Uni...So far her result is very good, managed to get Dean's list every semester. I hope and pray that she keep up her good performance. College really teach her a lot in life...and she is still learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me....I'm still the same. Trying to help managing the school as best as I can although the problems that I have to face sometimes tough enough that I dont know when it will end. But they are challenges. Not obstacles. May Allah help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband? O, he is still the same handsome guy that makes my heart fluttered....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8754289845982833237?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8754289845982833237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8754289845982833237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8754289845982833237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8754289845982833237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-goin-on-lately.html' title='What&apos;s Goin&apos; On Lately'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMy7WhW4v20/TWOMBgBiTKI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yh1RD43U4iw/s72-c/Angah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1596180427460872765</id><published>2010-10-18T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:12:09.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Oh Why</title><content type='html'>Why&lt;br /&gt;- build another rapid transit system when we already have 2, at about the same place?&lt;br /&gt;- build another tallest building when we already have very tall white elephants here and there? &lt;br /&gt;- use epf's money to fund stupid project? If you don't have the fund don't do it la...&lt;br /&gt;- expecting to boost economy by doing mega projects when rakyat know that theory of trickling down effect is just a theory. The rich are going to be richer and the poor are going to be poorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously someone somewhere is bancrupting the country...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1596180427460872765?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1596180427460872765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1596180427460872765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1596180427460872765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1596180427460872765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-oh-why.html' title='Why Oh Why'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3686897165671044840</id><published>2010-10-14T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T02:05:05.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Down</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just lose the motivation to work.&lt;br /&gt;To feel that now actually is a really bad thing for me. At the time when I need to have that perk to come to school every day and seeing the year 2011 blinking inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;Life is like that. Sometimes it can go down, way way below. &lt;br /&gt;Who should I talk to about this?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just walk away in the middle of everything one of these days &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)and go binge-ing with Syima at nearby Sabak to have all-you-can-eat steamboat dishes eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Or just drive to Sri Layang with Cik Tim and buy that expensive-like-crazy fresh strawberries in the nearby farm. It's just a 30 minute drive from school what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)How about begging Che Rubi to drive her still-smell-like-new H**da and go to Setapak and hop in to KWSP office there to talk to that really really nice receptionist for 5 minutes and then go window shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Or just call my hubby darling in the middle of the day and ask him to treat me hi tea at KL Tower just the 2 of us....he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet the excitement will get me going again...at least to let me finish the book list for next year and start filling in the tasks for teachers...hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3686897165671044840?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3686897165671044840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3686897165671044840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3686897165671044840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3686897165671044840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/10/up-and-down.html' title='Up and Down'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2622708521876619166</id><published>2010-10-06T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:48:37.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TKxv6uPeKII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/x1qjKUe0TZ4/s1600/family.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TKxv6uPeKII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/x1qjKUe0TZ4/s320/family.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524913897512773762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Raya had passed. Syawal is near the end. Nu'man my third son(Alang) had been through his UPSR and PSRA and currently Tariq (Angah) is facing his PMR. My eldest in college is fighting with her final assignments, soon her final sem exams while at the same time going through many phases a college student should be going through. &lt;br /&gt;Like today, she smsed me saying that she left her bedroom keys inside and have to wait for her roomate to come back from Mid Valley which is going to be a  bit late like at 10 pm and she's already tired.&lt;br /&gt;Well, what could I do....If close by I would go there and fetch her and entertain her a bit but it's an hour away. Life is like that sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, work a bit layback theoretically, this week, because of PMR and it supposed to be PMR holiday...But I go to school everyday anyway to 'see' my PMR students off to the Dewan...and waiting for them coming out to ask them how was the paper.( so? senang ke susah? boleh buat tak?)&lt;br /&gt;And I have to mark SPM Trial papers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile at the back of my head I have to think about what will happen next year. The planning for 2011 and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retreat for Jawatankuasa Pengurusan Sekolah (which is me and other Ketua Jabatan and of course including Pengetua). The dream that it will be held in a posh hotel was crushed because of the budget and instead we have to do it at school next Monday (Takde ke sapa2 nak sponsor kami yang nak perah otak 2 hari 2 malam ni ya- kesian...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I am thinking of family vacation somewhere soon. Since my children will be done with their exam. Hmm, mana nak pergi ya dengan duit ciput ni...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2622708521876619166?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2622708521876619166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2622708521876619166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2622708521876619166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2622708521876619166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/10/summary-of-everything.html' title='Summary of Everything'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TKxv6uPeKII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/x1qjKUe0TZ4/s72-c/family.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-246211956815860072</id><published>2010-07-25T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:06:44.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allah Loves Her</title><content type='html'>I am a silent reader of her blog &lt;a href="http://onebreastbouncing.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://onebreastbouncing.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her sufferings in fighting breast cancer and yet her strength of facing it all really touch my heart that I always pray to Allah to ease her pain. All that she's gone through enable me to imagine the pain that my late mother had when facing the same fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I visit her blog and realised she hasnt update anything. I know she's struggling as I read her last entry that she was in pain...&lt;br /&gt;And today I checked again and realise she still hasnt update anything. I jumped to other blogs searching for info about her. Sure enough...I found out from Wahaza's blog that she had been called to be the Creator early morning of 19th July 2010. My heart is crying of this loss. Innalillahi wainnailaihirajiuun...May Allah bless her soul and Jannah is for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you my readers, my students, my friends, say your prayers for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Wahaza for the info..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-246211956815860072?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/246211956815860072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=246211956815860072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/246211956815860072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/246211956815860072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/07/allah-loves-her.html' title='Allah Loves Her'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-9176427819441073058</id><published>2010-07-20T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:07:11.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Life</title><content type='html'>Aduh...I feel that I always try to do my best to please everyone. I plan well and try to execute my task the best way I can. But there will be a few that are selfish (obviously..I know and expect that) and only think about themselves. These kind of people don't care much about how others feel. They only think about how they feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah is testing me. With my patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-9176427819441073058?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/9176427819441073058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=9176427819441073058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/9176427819441073058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/9176427819441073058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-life.html' title='It&apos;s Life'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2639606409300993460</id><published>2010-07-18T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:44:24.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan approaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ4d9k95KI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CvjVADvp1PA/s1600/Ramadan_wallpaper3-755207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495086951486579874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ4d9k95KI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CvjVADvp1PA/s320/Ramadan_wallpaper3-755207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for Ramadhan to come knocking. Just a few more weeks to go. Such a great month that our life will be more structured and systematic. And of course will be filled with so much things that are more spiritual. A month that make you forget the material world for while. A month to train yourself. I'll remind the children about it. Make it happening and prepare for it. So much thing to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Wash the curtains and cushions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Rearrange the frames and pictures on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Decluttered the living room, bedrooms and kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Organised the closet. (giveaway clothes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Get presents for the children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will cook everyday during Ramadhan, insyaallah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2639606409300993460?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2639606409300993460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2639606409300993460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2639606409300993460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2639606409300993460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/07/ramadhan-approaching.html' title='Ramadhan approaching'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ4d9k95KI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CvjVADvp1PA/s72-c/Ramadan_wallpaper3-755207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3859278026660222641</id><published>2010-07-18T11:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:27:21.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thought this Sunday Morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ0XJqnUrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/F4OdC45m2wg/s1600/petrol.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495082436425896626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ0XJqnUrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/F4OdC45m2wg/s320/petrol.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ0D7ID7sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kT4Y_XuPtf8/s1600/sugar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495082106105360066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ0D7ID7sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kT4Y_XuPtf8/s320/sugar.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petrol price hike again....this time 5 cents. Sounds like not too much, but my car obviously need more than a litre to fill each time. I figured it will be up a few more times in the near future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I think most part of KL and Selangor should promote bicycle as the main means to move. It will save our pocket and the environment too. The PROBLEM is the infrastructure being built is NOT promoting that at all. Not like Japan or China and many others where people cycle all the time. Our roads are not for bicycles. Even to cycle to school for my children is hard. They have to compete with cars or buses who are very selfish most of the time. And make us parents worried to let the kids use their bicycle to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice that when you want to buy sugar now there are plenty of it? Before, they limit how much sugar you can buy. Now that the price is up 25 cents, the sugar is pouring. No more limit on how much to buy. I feel sick thinking about this. Lucky we dont use much in this house. Sometimes a kilo will last for months. We drink mineral water and once a while less sweet teh-o that my chidren like. I really hope instead of increasing the food and drinks' price, they lessen the sweetness in drinks. That will also good for our health. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3859278026660222641?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3859278026660222641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3859278026660222641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3859278026660222641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3859278026660222641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-thought-this-sunday-morning.html' title='My thought this Sunday Morning...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/TEJ0XJqnUrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/F4OdC45m2wg/s72-c/petrol.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3472796928576909428</id><published>2010-05-30T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:58:31.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>It's so nice to wake up in the morning for the third time thinking 'hmm... no school today'. And then got to cook breakfast with all the time I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Allah for giving me this day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3472796928576909428?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3472796928576909428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3472796928576909428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3472796928576909428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3472796928576909428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/05/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7057223510573761709</id><published>2010-05-24T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:20:31.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of this word: A B A N D O N E D</title><content type='html'>I know, I know...I've been abandoning my blog like forever....Sometimes I feel like I have too much things going on around me and there's too much to write about, and I will end up with nothing to write about. Weird, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But abandoning a blog is not that bad...Worse thing happened nowadays in this part of the world...&lt;br /&gt;- newborns were abandoned and left by the mothers, most of the time dead.&lt;br /&gt;- children being abandoned and left by themselves eventhough they 're just 2 or 3 years old, at home, while their parents went to search for jobs. Recently, one died after falling from high rise apartment searching for the mother..(where were their families and friends?)&lt;br /&gt;- pets were abandoned by their owners when they no longer can entertain or serve the owners well.&lt;br /&gt;- books are abandoned by my students around the school every time they are done for the year, especially after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few examples. You don't want to know what else being abandoned around here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm not abandoning my blog anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7057223510573761709?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7057223510573761709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7057223510573761709' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7057223510573761709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7057223510573761709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/05/sick-of-this-word-b-n-d-o-n-e-d.html' title='Sick of this word: A B A N D O N E D'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-779230431411226372</id><published>2010-03-16T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:16:34.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term Break</title><content type='html'>I am having term break now. And that means I'm supposed to have a break from teaching and all the stuff related to school. Well, at least for a week. Although I do get calls from parents from time to time asking things about their children.&lt;br /&gt;I A.M. T.I.R.E.D....&lt;br /&gt;My mind refused to think too much. It's set in a holiday mood. The minute the position of my head becomes horizontal, I feel sleepy. (Scary, coz I rarely sleep during day time). I wanted to clean the bookshelves, I postponed it. I wanted to sew my day curtain, I also postponed that. I wanted to make cupcakes, I postponed that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better move and hang my clothes to dry outside now.....or it will rot in the basket because I've been postponing that too since morning....urgh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-779230431411226372?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/779230431411226372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=779230431411226372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/779230431411226372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/779230431411226372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/03/term-break.html' title='Term Break'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1520432573742531628</id><published>2010-03-15T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T01:13:26.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ammar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TX_3KpaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z7A5vNoYiRM/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448532427188905378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TX_3KpaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z7A5vNoYiRM/s320/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TXrbJkqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3JfQzJRSBpk/s1600-h/ammar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448532421702685346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TXrbJkqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3JfQzJRSBpk/s320/ammar.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TXE_U0uI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/f5U14BeWsYw/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448532411385434850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TXE_U0uI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/f5U14BeWsYw/s320/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TWku0onI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4y7VYzjPUeA/s1600-h/P1000280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448532402726281842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TWku0onI/AAAAAAAAAbI/4y7VYzjPUeA/s320/P1000280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TWM-sKiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/bzsJR6EjZJw/s1600-h/P1000355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448532396350384674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TWM-sKiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/bzsJR6EjZJw/s320/P1000355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This handsome lad is my number 4. He is now in Year 4 and will turn 10 in late September this year. Today I feel like writing something about him. Just because he's number 4, and kinda being squeezed in the middle of his other siblings, we tend to forget about him sometimes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ammar, when he was a baby, was an easy baby. I used to carry him around everywhere I go until he's 3. That's when I started to work full time. I felt sad when I have to send him to play school at an early age, at the time with his elder brother Nu'man. Then he became very dependent on Nu'man. Up until now.... But this year I see a new development between the two. They are still close, but at the same time trying very hard to be apart and independent. Sometimes conflict occurs. The big brother have sets of rules because he is being protective, as usual. But Ammar on the other hand wanted freedom as he is a big boy now. But from afar, I noticed he looked up to Nu'man a lot, still...and try to copy what Nu'man do, as a big and wise brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was little, around 2 years old, he learnt numbers and counting first, even before he can speak well. We were amazed when he knows which number is bigger and which is smaller just by looking at the tv channels. When he knows how to speak better, he always asked questions like ...' If we add 10,000 with 10,000, what would it be?' Or,  he would say, ' I know 13,000 minus 7,000 would be 6,000'  Those are the numbers he fiddle around when he was 4! Well, he still good at maths now although I think he is thinking at a year 4 level (thank God!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Muhammad his little brother adores him so much. They do a lot of things together....And Ammar becomes a responsible brother by taking care of Muhammad's needs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he's still my baby....my easy baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1520432573742531628?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1520432573742531628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1520432573742531628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1520432573742531628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1520432573742531628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/03/ammar.html' title='Ammar'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S50TX_3KpaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z7A5vNoYiRM/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8064470384801593658</id><published>2010-03-11T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:45:30.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM</title><content type='html'>Anak nak dapat result, kita berdebar...&lt;br /&gt;Anak murid nak dapat result, kita berdebar jugak...&lt;br /&gt;Hati selalu membayangkan yang bukan2...tapi sebenarnya yakin pada kebolehan anak2/ dan anak2 murid....&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini anak2 murid saya SPM 2009 dapat tahu keputusan  mereka. Ada yang suka ada yang duka. Ada yang memberi kebanggaan kepada ibu bapa dan guru2, ada juga yang kurang bernasib baik....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai guru  yang mengajar mereka, ada yang sejak dari  mereka di Tingkatan 1 pun, boleh merasakan dan mengagak siapa yang  bakal berjaya dalam keputusan kali ini dan siapa yang tidak. Kadang2 kata2 'usaha tangga kejayaan ' itu sebenarnya memang bukan rekaan kata2 sedap mulut sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanlah pengalaman ini satu pengajaran. Bagi yang telah berjaya dengan cemerlang, anggaplah ini satu kurniaan Allah yang bakal membuka ruang kepada kita untuk menjadi seorang insan yang berguna kepada agama dan masyarakat satu hari kelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi yang tidak mendapat apa yang diharapkan, ini bukanlah noktah terakhir. Muhasabah diri semula dan lihat kenapa Allah menguji kita sebegini rupa...Mungkin kita kurang berjaya kerana kita sendiri yang  kurang usaha. Di masa hadapan, lebihkan usaha kita dalam apa sahaja yang kita lakukan, insyaAllah kita akan dibantu oleh Allah sekiranya kita memohon  kepadaNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM bukanlah segala2nya. Tetapi ia adalah satu tiket untuk kita dapatkan pengalaman yang baru dalam menimba ilmu. Sekiranya kita tidak mendapat tiket kali ini, kita boleh cuba cara yang lain pula. Jangan putus asa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8064470384801593658?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8064470384801593658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8064470384801593658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8064470384801593658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8064470384801593658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/03/spm.html' title='SPM'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4356415389635615675</id><published>2010-01-23T15:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:05:26.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is growing up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overnight, it seems like my youngest is transformed, from a toddler that screams on instructions and requests, to a little boy who obeys a lot of things that are being said to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He used to fight hard when I brought him to the barber to cut his hair. Tried many times, even the barber lured him with candies, he still didnt care...took the candies, but refused to cut his hair. At one time, his dad sat on the barber's chair and hold him, still he cries really hard making it very difficult. Although I know the barber can do it in a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we came home, a bit upset and when he took a nap, I cut his hair, my style.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happened: Just managed to cut the front part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429838542010229426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S1qpYqw-orI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xfPbBJMctrs/s320/Image025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came one beautiful day, when all the elder brothers need haircuts, he tagged along. I asked him really nicely if its ok to cut his hair. He said, 'Nope'. Then I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asked again if incase after looking at his brothers he got soft hearted and decided otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, he said, NO. But then, when he saw his brothers are done, he got up and walk to the barber, asking to be put on the chair and smile, while saying YES...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We couldnt believe our eyes and ears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429838559068635618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S1qpZqUBQeI/AAAAAAAAAak/aKwDSqR6BYY/s320/Image004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429838551736032898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S1qpZO_ynoI/AAAAAAAAAac/hR-QP0QJLkI/s320/Image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at how handsome he is now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429838567726095202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S1qpaKkHm2I/AAAAAAAAAa0/egRcHqSZiIE/s320/Image006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429838562648256370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S1qpZ3pd73I/AAAAAAAAAas/M95a0nylPPM/s320/Image005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4356415389635615675?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4356415389635615675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4356415389635615675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4356415389635615675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4356415389635615675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/01/he-is-growing-up.html' title='He is growing up!'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S1qpYqw-orI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xfPbBJMctrs/s72-c/Image025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-408364481101052141</id><published>2010-01-09T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:36:42.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's at college now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424700385126359730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S0hoQkxhorI/AAAAAAAAAZs/GzUNFp2TwmU/s320/Nabilah+1993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424700402335428274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S0hoRk4fLrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bL1AmQ-IuEQ/s320/P1000418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424700393381345858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S0hoRDhqukI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/m49TB2PF0VU/s320/batuburuk8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424702377906117106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S0hqEkdPmfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tWXObp9RNxU/s320/P1000086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, Allah make it easy for us today when sending off Nabilah. Everything went on smoothly, starting from the registration up until her residing in the college apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were told after the orientation week the new students will be transferred to out campus residential. A bit worried, but still, we leave it to Allah swt to take care of her. She is in our doa and always will be. We pray to Him that she wont forget her responsibility to Allah, Ar Rasul, to us her parents and also to herself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The campus is huge, the buildings/faculties are all nice and in cute colours. Why cute? Blue, yellowish and cream are cute colour arent they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The library is huge too, and this is where she'll be lectured and trained most of the time she's in that university, I was told. That's good. I hope she'll study hard and also had the time of her life while she's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss her already....although we are about an hour away....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be seeing you soon kakak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-408364481101052141?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/408364481101052141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=408364481101052141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/408364481101052141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/408364481101052141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/01/shes-at-college-now.html' title='She&apos;s at college now!'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/S0hoQkxhorI/AAAAAAAAAZs/GzUNFp2TwmU/s72-c/Nabilah+1993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6176485876009192329</id><published>2010-01-06T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:12:18.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010...</title><content type='html'>A busier year than last year. 2010 that is...&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tariq is facing PMR exam later this year&lt;br /&gt;2. Nu'man, UPSR, also later this year. Started night class already,from tonight and on. Means have to send and fetch him every night.&lt;br /&gt;3. Muhammad starting his Kindergarten-4. Means have to send him in the morn and must fetch him at noon every day.Today is the third day.&lt;br /&gt;    Day 1- screaming his lungs out for an hour when we left him at &lt;a href="mailto:Im@n"&gt;Im@n&lt;/a&gt; Readers.&lt;br /&gt;    Day 2- Feeling better, no crying&lt;br /&gt;    Day 3- too much excitement (the teacher said). Later in the day, during nap time at home, &lt;br /&gt;    was crying in his sleep maybe because of tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;    Hopefully Day 4 and on he'll be fine, insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nabilah is starting college(2 and a half years of Library Science), after a year of part time study in Translation. Means I'll lost a loyal babysitter, and a part time cook....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be ok. WE will be ok, insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6176485876009192329?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6176485876009192329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6176485876009192329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6176485876009192329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6176485876009192329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6577787054999733924</id><published>2009-12-26T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:05:53.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try Finding a Job? Here's One...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzYJerDHc1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/YsAkCxEzS_A/s1600-h/2288863716_af6a993bd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419529624143491922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzYJerDHc1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/YsAkCxEzS_A/s320/2288863716_af6a993bd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzYJebBaqUI/AAAAAAAAAZc/nT_G1QXYwwQ/s1600-h/images%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419529619841395010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzYJebBaqUI/AAAAAAAAAZc/nT_G1QXYwwQ/s320/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pied Piper for Shah Alam, MBSA offers RM1 for a rat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2009/12/26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAH ALAM: The Shah Alam City Council (MBSA) is offering a reward of RM1 for each rat caught around the Section 16 apartment complex in conjunction with its 3K (cleanliness, health and recycling ) campaign at the complex today.Its deputy mayor Mohtar (Rpt: Mohtar) Hani said the reward was to serve as a motivating factor for the residents to go all out to rid the area of the rodents in the one-day campaign from 9.30am."We will reward RM1 for each rat''s tail brought to us in our effort to make the apartment complex, the first to be built in Shah Alam, rodent-free," he told reporters after launching the campaign.He added that more such campaigns would be held from time to time. - BERNAMA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, anyone who wants to make extra money (esp those after SPM), you can try visiting Section 16...he he&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/365520194540730614-6577787054999733924?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6577787054999733924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6577787054999733924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6577787054999733924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6577787054999733924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/12/pied-piper-for-shah-alam-mbsa-offers.html' title='Try Finding a Job? Here&apos;s One...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzYJerDHc1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/YsAkCxEzS_A/s72-c/2288863716_af6a993bd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6362162587818746023</id><published>2009-12-26T07:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T08:29:38.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti Sekolah Akhir Tahun 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;VACATION MACATION:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419334281997493810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVX0Q2OpjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fFCraKFJAt0/s320/south_korea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                     south korea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVX0MYjhqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/a2d8Rq9pXQQ/s1600-h/venice-rialto-bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419334280799291042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVX0MYjhqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/a2d8Rq9pXQQ/s320/venice-rialto-bridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVWp2oFzNI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZobCLJh6oVQ/s1600-h/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419333003648552146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVWp2oFzNI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZobCLJh6oVQ/s320/paris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            paris, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVWpSpNl5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/_JACiCThPUw/s1600-h/morning+glory+pool,+yellowstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419332993989580690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVWpSpNl5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/_JACiCThPUw/s320/morning+glory+pool,+yellowstone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     morning glory pool, yellowstone,us&lt;br /&gt;                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tajuk yang menarik untuk dibuat satu post yang panjang lebar. Tapi malangnya cuti kali ni saya tak cuti. Dari semua hari2 cuti yang ada, lebih kurang hampir 2 bulan, boleh dikira dengan jari ni berapa hari dapat relaks di rumah tak payah pergi sekolah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampaikan mula2 cuti tu anak2 bertanya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mak nak pergi mana?" Bila tengok saya bersiap pagi2 lepas masak heavy breakfast(so that last long, at least till 3 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sehari, dua dia orang memang tanya. Bila dah tiap hari tengok maknya keluar pergi kerja, dia orang pun dah tak tanya lagi....Mak dia orang je yang kerja cikgu, bila cuti sekolah tak cuti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then bila saya relaks di rumah(dapat la juga sehari, dua dalam seminggu), dia orang tanya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mak tak pergi sekolah ke hari ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengok, tengok,...anak2 dah memahami situasi emak mereka yang tak henti2 kerja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak pe, tak pe...cuti Mac nanti saya berazam nak cuti betul2. Tak pergi sekolah langsung seminggu....tengok la nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So saya bercuti di imaginasi kepala saya saje je la macam dalam gambar2 kat atas tu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6362162587818746023?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6362162587818746023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6362162587818746023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6362162587818746023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6362162587818746023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/12/cuti-sekolah-akhir-tahun-2009.html' title='Cuti Sekolah Akhir Tahun 2009'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SzVX0Q2OpjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fFCraKFJAt0/s72-c/south_korea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4742583208118543149</id><published>2009-12-01T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:39:24.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petrol Drinking Culture</title><content type='html'>Celebrating Hari Raya in a simple way is the best. How I wish Raya Puasa is also like this. And why many people are stressed out because of Raya Puasa? So much money is wasted on food, clothes etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna go on and on about Raya. Just to hilight things that I observed when I travel to a different place.&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Pahang for the Raya. Saw one of my ex student there. She kinda in a hurry and even trying to avoid me when I saw her at my mom in law's neighbor next door. June, tghe neighbor said to me that the ex student is sick.&lt;br /&gt;"She smells", June said.&lt;br /&gt;"Smells?" I asked&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, smell like petrol. And complaining of having a headache. So I asked her to go back" June added.&lt;br /&gt;"Why she smell like petrol? Did she dropped some on her clothings?" I asked some more.&lt;br /&gt;"No, that girl drinks petrol" June whispered suddenly. As if afraid others would hear us talking...&lt;br /&gt;"Drink petrol? Why on earth did she do that?" I was surprised (won't you?)&lt;br /&gt;"She's addicted to it" June explained....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder and wonder, trying to figure things out. Why petrol? Why not daun Ketum that widely available in the area? ( A few months back an addict got drowned in Sg Triang while collecting daun Ketum)&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized that just like sniffing gum, petrol smells almost similar and she drinks it to satisfy her addiction. This girl is harming herself by doing this and nobody even cares!&lt;br /&gt;What will happen to this place? The old ones died one by one, leaving the young ones doing whatever they like.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many of them like her....drinking petrol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4742583208118543149?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4742583208118543149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4742583208118543149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4742583208118543149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4742583208118543149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/12/petrol-drinking-culture.html' title='Petrol Drinking Culture'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2168182181909527389</id><published>2009-11-18T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:41:41.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM</title><content type='html'>Good Luck you guyz!&lt;br /&gt;May Allah make it easy for you.&lt;br /&gt;May Allah give you ideas of what to write.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll score with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;I always pray for you all.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2168182181909527389?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2168182181909527389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2168182181909527389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2168182181909527389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2168182181909527389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/11/spm.html' title='SPM'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6902578635266669268</id><published>2009-10-15T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:32:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhammad's Follow Up</title><content type='html'>So today is Muhammad's follow up at the Pediatric Institute HKL. It has become a routine to go there every 3 months. Besides we are closely monitoring his progress and of course his health. &lt;div&gt;The difference today is that he also has to be x rayed to see his upper abdomen part, not just the usual utra sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was wondering how he would behave. Before, he would scream his lungs out no matter how long the scan takes or how interesting the toys that the nurses bring over to his bed to entertain him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this happen every time. It was very tiring for us, and him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we did the x ray first. He cried of course, refusing to be put on the hard x ray bed(they purposely put something hard on the bed so patient's body will be straight). Luckily the x ray just took a few minutes and we help the nurse hold him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the x ray, we wait our turn for the ultra sound in the next room. When we are called in, surprisingly Muhammad was so willing and didn't cry at all! I'm so thankful to Allah. The doctor did the scan so peacefully and we managed to talk about what we saw on the screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, everything looks fine.  We had earlier nervous about the unknown mass in his left testis but now it simply not something to worry about. The blood test also normal for alpha feta protein and everything was great, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we'll be seeing the doctor in January next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6902578635266669268?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6902578635266669268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6902578635266669268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6902578635266669268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6902578635266669268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/10/muhammads-follow-up.html' title='Muhammad&apos;s Follow Up'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4835496324364375551</id><published>2009-10-05T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:42:44.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Teachers Take Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ha ha tacky title...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the assembly on Monday, we were asked to take pictures for school magazine. So busy with new teachers reporting for first day , I didn't hear the announcement. After briefing them, I went to the canteen for my breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed the secondary teachers segment of the table is empty except for office employees. Lucky me! Usually right after the assembly it will be crowded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Towards the end of my breakfast, Amin F4 came running,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Teacher, photo session at the surau. Everybody's waiting for you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sipped my tea and grab my bag. Rushing to the surau. How embarrassing. They have to wait for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, the only spot blank was mine...As soon as I sat down, the picture of us was taken. A few times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they all rushed to the canteen, hungry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone asked, 'Where were you?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smiled trying to say my reasons but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burrpp...I'm already full! He he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarep, where's the pictures?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4835496324364375551?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4835496324364375551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4835496324364375551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4835496324364375551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4835496324364375551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/10/lady-teachers-take-pictures.html' title='Lady Teachers Take Pictures'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6848022928836804947</id><published>2009-09-23T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:12:46.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid!</title><content type='html'>Berhabuk betul blog ni. Patutnya Raya kemas2 le kan..tapi hujung2 Ramadhan mana la ada masanya nak berkemas.&lt;br /&gt;Raya tahun ni alhamdulillah ok. Sabtu drive ke JB (looong drive). Awal2 masuk hiway dah ada accident dan kami semua nampak orang yang accident tu dah meninggal diselubung dengan kain di tepi jalan. Sedih tengok motornya terpelanting, sekali dengan lauk pauk. Mungkin untuk raya. Bila dah nak sampai, area sebelum Kulai hujan sangat2 lebat. Imagine dari panas terik dan tengah drive over speed limit (sorry, tak sengaja), aleh2 terus masuk kawasan hujan dan terpaksa almost berhenti. Nasib baik nampak lori kat depan tu berhenti....subhanallah, ada accident lagi, kereta depan plak terbabas. Dapat elak, cuma bumper kereta tu bersepah di tengah jalan dan terlanggar sket...Nampak driver dia ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya tahun ni dengan rela hati dan ikhlas, jadi chef. Sebab my stepmother is not well, suffered acute gastric, badan kurus kering dengan mengejut... Dan paling teruk, dia dah jadi pelupa yang amat...kesian, nak masak pun tak ingat macamana. Apa tah lagi kedudukan barang2 dalam rumah yang dia simpan dia tak pasti kat mana...Dia ingat dah hilang. Dan bila tak jumpa dia akan suruh abah beli...Bila dah beli, tengok2, ada pulak. Macam tu la semua benda sampaikan  dalam rumah ada banyak barang...&lt;br /&gt;Sikit2 saya tolong kemas and get rid of barang makan yang dah expire...&lt;br /&gt;I think she also suffer early signs of Alzheimer....poor abah....as he has to endure all this at his age...looking after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapat jumpa mak2 dan ayah2 saudara belah mak dan abah...I don't have the appetite to eat much because kinda tired of the long drive and cooking.(Husband still cannot drive because of his dyplopia). Got to solat raya kat Masjid Gelang Patah. Ramai memang ramai tapi kebanyakan jemaah lelaki. Yang perempuan cuma 31 orang je ( ye, I did count sebab terkejut tengok sikit sangat). Udah le macam tercampak dalam dungeon. Jemaah perempuan di suruh solat kat bawah masjid terperuk macam hendak tak hendak je nak suruh solat...Tapi I like the space and emptiness sebab tak le berpeluh2 solat raya macam selalu...kusyu' jugak la...and Muhammad sangat2 baik, duduk diam je...sebab ngantuk kot, kena paksa bangun pakai baju melayu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then raya kedua belah petang balik KL lepas masak mee hoon 2 kuali. Kot2 ada tetamu datang senang sket derang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm in KL, esok akan ke Pahang pulak. Lega dah basuh baju!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti la upload gambo Raya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6848022928836804947?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6848022928836804947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6848022928836804947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6848022928836804947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6848022928836804947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid.html' title='Eid!'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7634901921969704140</id><published>2009-09-10T06:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T06:44:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Yam Toll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379600750518530706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SqguYVgU8pI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/emvSlkbDTbg/s320/n_p1eatery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the Star :&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379600747523953266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SqguYKWXUnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/PQG0zqLkXxA/s320/n_PLUS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday September 9, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETALING JAYA: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lorry came to a halt on the road shoulder outside the tomyam restaurant. The driver stepped out and walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman at the shop approached him to take the order — but she wasn’t talking about food.&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me, from where to where, the type of the vehicle, the time and date of your travel,” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;The Serasi Tomyam Seafood restaurant sells fake toll receipts for a nominal fee.&lt;br /&gt;The wooden seafood restaurant, near Simpang Renggam, located right between Kulai Jaya and Kluang districts, is a well-known rest and recreation (R&amp;amp;R) spot for heavy vehicle drivers - and is one of the most popular “hotspots” that sells fake toll receipts.&lt;br /&gt;Lorry operators, government agencies and private firms are being duped daily in this multi-million ringgit toll scam.&lt;br /&gt;Starprobe has uncovered an organised syndicate that uses nondescript locations such as food outlets and houses as bases to sell fake toll receipts, which are identical to the original ones obtained from toll booths.&lt;br /&gt;Rest and receipt area: A lorry is seen parked by the side of the seafood restaurant which also serves as front for a scam where receipts identical to those issued at PLUS toll booths can be bought.&lt;br /&gt;They have the PLUS corporate logo against the white background as well as the details such as time, date, entry and exit points and the correct toll charges.&lt;br /&gt;These can be used to make fake claims — as high as RM250 for travel up and down the length of the North-South Expressway.&lt;br /&gt;For a small fee, errant drivers of tankers, trailers and lorries can make claims for toll charges using the fake receipts even though they only used trunk roads.&lt;br /&gt;Drivers on official duty outstation are also taking advantage of this to cheat their employers.&lt;br /&gt;Motorists need to pay only RM4 for a fake PLUS receipt while the charge for heavy vehicles is only RM5.&lt;br /&gt;This means claimants make a handsome profit - a heavy vehicle driver who travels from Ipoh to Sedenak, Johor, can claim RM269.60 for the two-way journey when he actually spent only RM10 for two fake receipts. Likewise, a motorist who travels from Jalan Duta to Skudai, Johor, can claim RM94 for two ways although he spent only RM8 on two fake receipts.&lt;br /&gt;The transaction in the fake receipts is discreet and many heavy vehicle drivers know where the hotspots are.&lt;br /&gt;The fake and genuine receipts look the same.&lt;br /&gt;Starprobe found out that the fake toll receipts are sold at several strategic towns including Dengkil in Selangor, Simpang Renggam in Johor and Karak, Pahang.&lt;br /&gt;To avoid getting caught, the receipts are also sold via bookings made through the telephone. Those who place their “orders” this way can also have the receipts hand-delivered to them at strategic locations.&lt;br /&gt;The Serasi Tomyam Seafood restaurant operates 24 hours and receipts are sold at all times except on Sundays. At least 10 vehicles are parked around the outlet at any one time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Note:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many people do almost the same for petrol claims and so on? I witnessed the scam before at petrol stations where they rounded up their petrol bill with the help of the cashier... If you are a muslim, shame on you....This is clearly haram money that goes to your blood. Wonder why many people are so scared of even smell the pig meat or just the sight of it while at the same time, taking duit haram like this....I feel like throwing up...but then I must control  myself. Otherwise I'll ruin my fasting.&lt;/em&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/365520194540730614-7634901921969704140?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7634901921969704140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7634901921969704140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7634901921969704140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7634901921969704140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/09/tom-yam-toll.html' title='Tom Yam Toll'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SqguYVgU8pI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/emvSlkbDTbg/s72-c/n_p1eatery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2343816249837598085</id><published>2009-09-08T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:02:37.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan and Al Quran</title><content type='html'>I'm grateful to Allah that we, the whole family khatam the Quran Tadarus yesterday. This has been our goal this Ramadhan as we didn't get the chance to khatam during Ramadhan Tadarus  in the past, alhamdulillah. Thanks to Allah that the beginning of Ramadhan falls on the school holiday. We got to read 2 juzuk every day for a week. &lt;div&gt;And this morning we start again the reading from the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadarus has been wonderful. It's the only time that when you read the quran, your children corrected you when you make mistakes and the other way around. We didn't promise the children any form of reward. Just hoping Allah will reward us handsomely in the hereafter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Quran was brought down to earth and has brought many changes to human life,  including replacing barbaric and deviant customs with  civilised and honourable ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift from Allah (SWT) for His subjects,  the Quran is means to act as a guide for Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Quran's  holiness cannot be doubted, as Allah (SWT) gave His promise that the purity of  the Quran will always be protected until Kiamat, or the Day of Judgement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, be it jin or human, can challenge the supremacy of the Quran,  and no alterations or additions can be made to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Muslims we must familiarise ourselves with the Quran, as reading it is a  very noble endeavour, especially during this holy month of Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;Even those who merely listen to its verses being read can also reap rewards and  blessings. Whenever the Quran is being read, during competitions, tadarus or  even khatam al-Quran, one should listen intently to appreciate and understand  what is being read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing this is considered by Allah (SWT) as an act of  worship that shall be rewarded, insyaAllah. And I want my children to know  and understand this and grab this opportunity whenever they can.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been and will be a tradition in our house, hopefully for many years to come, and until the children  have their own family and will do the same and will make sure their children understand this just like they do, insyaallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Allah, ...please don't let Ramadhan end too soon cause we'll be missing it for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/365520194540730614-2343816249837598085?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2343816249837598085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2343816249837598085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2343816249837598085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2343816249837598085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/09/ramadhan-and-al-quran.html' title='Ramadhan and Al Quran'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2677847429440160107</id><published>2009-09-06T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:46:40.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda long weekend...surprise, surprise...</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful weekend...even when I'm writing this, it's not over yet as we still have tomorrow, to wake up late after fajr prayer and tadarus. Isn't that nice... I wish it would rain tomorrow morning to top it all off, hi hi..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday evening we went to Palace of Golden Horses for iftar. That was great...My sis invited us the whole family to join them for iftar..She did the same last year but I and Muhammad were kind of stuck in Selayang Hosp while the rest went. This time, we all got to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was scrumptious, so many to choose from that I was confused. I decided to eat the grilled lamb and its trimmings...yum yum. After the dinner off we went to search for the 'steel mosque' near the Perbadanan Putrajaya for tarawikh. Nice mosque, with no walls,  and water all around and huge...Heard that it cost 180 million ringgos as it is 70% steel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday morning, I had my JIM women's district meeting, presented my part as the secreatary and was reelected for another term. This is my dakwah, may be till my last breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening, my brother in law invited us for iftar...we had very nice nasi tomato...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so today, even though not able to attend the district meeting, I have some relatives coming over, and I clean the house with the help of Sidah and still enjoying myself to bliss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....and why on earth did I forget to take pictures of the things I mentioned above?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope the kids Pak Su will get better soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2677847429440160107?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2677847429440160107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2677847429440160107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2677847429440160107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2677847429440160107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/09/kinda-long-weekendsurprise-surprise.html' title='Kinda long weekend...surprise, surprise...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-502915074420481629</id><published>2009-08-29T08:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:34:56.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings About Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sph3jJa7BbI/AAAAAAAAAYA/7Uf9r4DysPQ/s1600-h/Letter-Pad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375177600974652850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sph3jJa7BbI/AAAAAAAAAYA/7Uf9r4DysPQ/s320/Letter-Pad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Ke hadapan bonda yang diingati, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga sihat selalu. Anakanda di sini sihat2 belaka. Harap ayahanda dan adik2 pun begitu juga....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Untuk pengetahuan bonda, anakanda sekarang agak kesempitan wang dan harapnya boleh bonda kirimkan duit sedikit untuk menampung perbelanjaan anakanda sehingga lah hujung bulan'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He he, macam tu la saya tulis surat kat mak abah masa sekolah dulu di mrsm. Cuba kalau kita cakap kat anak2 kita sekarang kita dulu dulu tulis macam tu...mesti dia orang gelak2 guling2 kan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cepat betul masa berlalu dan semuanya berubah. No wonder kalau kita pergi book store atau stationary shop, bahagian letter pad tu dah tak de jual letter pad yang jambu2 cam dulu..envelope comel2 wangi2 pun dah tak de...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuba check sapa yang tulis personal letter dan pos? Mana ada dah...Teknologi dah menghapuskan semua tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengan sms, mms, etc semuanya laju, ringkas, cepat, straight to the point. Mana pergi bunga2 bahasa yang manis dan merendah diri tu? Tu jadi anak2 zaman ini agak kasar dan sentiasa nak cepat, mendesak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semua segera dan cepat sekarang ni...kat rumah kalau tak de penapis teh pun tak pe sebab kopi dan teh pun dah segera dan cepat..kopi 3 in 1, teh 3 in 1...dulu2, kena tapis tuang semua lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macam waktu mengajar dalam kelas English, bila saya ajar buat formal letter about booking rooms at a resort, ramai dalam kelas tanya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Bila nak guna surat macam ni teacher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Buat apa susah susah tulis formal letter, teacher? Kan call je boleh'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So kena lah teacher (yang pandai cari jawapan) jawab:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Anggap ni formal letter dalam e mel' &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;' Resort ni jauh dekat pulau tak de access fone etc, bla bla' (muka dia orang semua cam tak percaya apa teacher cakap) &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Buat je la, kot keluar dalam exam'(bila dah tak de idea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anak saya kalau duduk kat asrama mungkin akan text message saya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Mak ok? Duit abis dah la...mak bank in malam ni boleh tak? maybank2u...bye mak, sayang mak'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-502915074420481629?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/502915074420481629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=502915074420481629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/502915074420481629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/502915074420481629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramblings-about-something.html' title='Ramblings About Something'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sph3jJa7BbI/AAAAAAAAAYA/7Uf9r4DysPQ/s72-c/Letter-Pad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6702692616222651993</id><published>2009-08-27T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:08:03.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings about Nothing..</title><content type='html'>If you heard a Rafeah Buang song or any song of the same season or era, and you like it, it means...&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE OLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me, heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I'll be able to meet next year's Ramadhan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6702692616222651993?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6702692616222651993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6702692616222651993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6702692616222651993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6702692616222651993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramblings-about-nothing.html' title='Ramblings about Nothing..'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3636201285544963520</id><published>2009-08-23T08:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:09:03.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah first Ramadhan went smooothly. In fact smoothly is not the only word to describe it. It was great actually. The fact that it fall on a Saturday and the first day of the school holiday, make it even better. The day was not so warm and it rained at noon, and it was really lovely and peaceful, just like Ramadhan should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we finished 2 juzuk of the Quran, alhamdulillah, on day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we invited the brothers in law and their family to iftar with us..., on day one. I made tom yam, white rice, sheperd's pie and mango cocktail. My guests brought roast chicken, corn pudding, sambal keli, watermelon, longan and pizza. Alhamdulillah..we didnt waste anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find Allah's redha in whatever we do. Make this our goal in everything. Then everything else around us will fall into place..because Allah knows best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3636201285544963520?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3636201285544963520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3636201285544963520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3636201285544963520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3636201285544963520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5100223447399560367</id><published>2009-08-18T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:25:53.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Al Mubarak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SoqBoQjTqoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0NVuEi0CUkY/s1600-h/ramadankareemmoon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371248034230545026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SoqBoQjTqoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0NVuEi0CUkY/s320/ramadankareemmoon3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm delighted that Ramadhan is coming! This is a very organized month, and I like the fact that my everyday life will be very systematic, insyaAllah. My doa is this Ramadhan will go on smoothly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike last year we the whole family were tested by Allah that Muhammad had to be hospitalised for 2 weeks and half of my Ramadhan was spent in the hospital. It is still organised in a strange kind of way but I miss my family a lot at the time and feel sorry for Muhammad that he had to go through all the unpleasant stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we made it, alhamdulillah, Allah always heard my prayers. When others maybe woke up having their sahur (early breakfast) with their family in their cozy home, I on the other hand woke up sahur with Muhammad at the hospital having a mug of nestum or quaker oats or just last night left overs. When others break their fast with their family, I had mine most of the time alone, with Muhammad who refuse to eat anything that look like food. O, what an experience that was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May Allah give me and my family and also you all out there a very barakah ramadhan, insyaallah. Don't miss out anything and double or triple our deeds as this month comes only once a year and this is our chance. We might not see Ramadhan next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadhan Al Mubarak!&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/365520194540730614-5100223447399560367?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5100223447399560367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5100223447399560367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5100223447399560367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5100223447399560367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Al Mubarak!'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SoqBoQjTqoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0NVuEi0CUkY/s72-c/ramadankareemmoon3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1196686436622057807</id><published>2009-08-15T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:55:47.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adakah kita dianiaya?</title><content type='html'>Rasa macam nak menangis, tapi air mata tak keluar.&lt;br /&gt;Ada cikgu yang buat keputusan untuk berhenti. Beritahu hari Jumaat, mula kerja di tempat lain Isnin minggu depan. 2 hari notis??&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai PK Kurikulum, saya rasa diri ini teraniaya...&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak kisah cikgu berhenti. Ada yang nak mengejar cita2, menaikkan taraf hidup  kepada yang lebih baik dsb. Baguslah, pergilah. Tapi di manakah letaknya profesionalisme mereka jika notis yang diberi cuma 2 hari. Tidakkah ada sekelumit pun rasa kesian pada sekolah? Pada anak murid yang ditinggalkan? Kenapa tidak negotiate dengan company baru supaya dapat beri notis sebulan pada company sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu ada yang tak heran pun, sebab tak cukup notis, bayar balik sebulan gaji...Banyak duit kan, so what? Sebulan gaji di Al Amin sikit je, mungkin lebih dari boleh nak bayar sebulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inikah sikap orang muda sekarang? Sikap kiasu, yang tak kisah atau peduli apa kesan perbuatan mereka pada orang lain?&lt;br /&gt;Apa2 pun jawatan kita, kita menteri ke engineer ke, kenalah profesional.&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, ada cikgu lain yang sanggup ajar subjek saya tu, so ok je...'&lt;br /&gt;A ah, yelah tu. Siapa yang nak tukar2 jadual adjust balik bagi kat orang lain tu? Siapa? Pengetua?&lt;br /&gt;Orang tu punya kelas pulak nak bagi kat sapa?&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya memerlukan masa untuk disusun, dicari ganti.&lt;br /&gt;2 hari notis pada saya memang menganiaya sekolah, pelajar, dan saya.... SAYA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh ke saya buat tak peduli dan biar lantak budak form 4 tak de cikgu maths dan fizik? Boleh ke? BOLEH KE?&lt;br /&gt;Kesian dia orang....walau pun saya tak mengajar mereka tahun ni, mereka anak murid saya...&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak sanggup biar aje...&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ada orang sanggup........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga Allah mendengar doa orang yang teraniaya ini...You all form 4 pun sama, doalah pada Allah supaya membantu kita yang teraniaya ini....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1196686436622057807?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1196686436622057807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1196686436622057807' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1196686436622057807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1196686436622057807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/08/adakah-kita-dianiaya.html' title='Adakah kita dianiaya?'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6947138943563675601</id><published>2009-08-05T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:20:30.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Haze and H1N1</title><content type='html'>These 2 are attacking us viciously! Both started with an H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Haze&lt;br /&gt;There's no more waking up in the morning and enjoying the greenery of Gombak and its surroundings. The what-use-to-be-green hills around us is covered with white smoky stuff almost everyday now. Not counting the acrid smell. (in between the smell of smoke and whatever). Now this reminds me of the Dead Crow poem by A Samad Said.&lt;br /&gt;I pity those with asthma and other related respiratory diseases. This must be very hard for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The H1N1&lt;br /&gt;Now this virus is vicious, I tell you...Seems like the symptom is similar to normal flu, but for those who are at high risk, it will attack your lungs. And there are 12 deaths already so far, from various age group. And the Haze above make the situation worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school still operates normally. Means we still have to come to school as usual. Even though the number of students absent had increased, we haven't received any directive about closing the school yet. There' one confirmed case in the primary school, which share our compound, and our buildings, and that makes us worry a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Today we check the student's body temp and asked the ones with fever to go back. We call the parents to fetch their sick children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, now my nose feel itchy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6947138943563675601?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6947138943563675601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6947138943563675601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6947138943563675601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6947138943563675601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-haze-and-h1n1.html' title='Of Haze and H1N1'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7670043171157852975</id><published>2009-07-25T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:24:37.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUI - Program Ulangkaji Intensif</title><content type='html'>What I like about PUI? This program started last Monday and it has been 2 weeks already.&lt;br /&gt;How time flies...&lt;br /&gt;I like:&lt;br /&gt;1. Preparing and pouring out all the knowledge in my head for my students. Very focus kind of way&lt;br /&gt;2. To analyse the questions from past year papers and let my students see the 'pattern' of questions. Most of the questions are different but requires the same knowledge and almost similar answers. I'm very exam oriented here. So what...It's PUI!&lt;br /&gt;3. Seeing their group work, their presentation. From this I know who's the lazy ones and doesn't care much, and who is working hard and seriously absorbing (like a sponge). I can guess who's gonna get A and who's not.&lt;br /&gt;4. When the Form 5s ask me about the morality of the storyline in The Pearl where the fact that the characters are not married but have a kid. They asked : ' Can we say it in our answers if the question ask about lesson we learnt- its immoral to not married but live together and have children? (My students are very smart and I'm so proud of them)&lt;br /&gt;5. When the Form 3s are surprisingly serious in PUI and it is soo not like them....&lt;br /&gt;6. When some of the days of the week I got no class.&lt;br /&gt;7. The moment after the PUI of my subject for the week is over.. So legaa and satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;8. When after I'm done with the PUI, someone (like Amirin) came to me and asked whether he can copy my power point notes into his thumbdrive, hi hi...macam penceramah jemputan lak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we got many weeks of revision and practice to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7670043171157852975?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7670043171157852975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7670043171157852975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7670043171157852975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7670043171157852975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/07/pui-program-ulangkaji-intensif.html' title='PUI - Program Ulangkaji Intensif'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4948119320848258442</id><published>2009-07-24T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:14:20.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibuk Lagi Ke?</title><content type='html'>Dah bersawang rupanya blog ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibuk dengan hal sekolah. Di rumah, memang sentiasa je ada kerja yang memang tak pernah habis. Ditambah plak lagi dengan kerja di sekolah yang berderet2 lepas satu, satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu ni memang ramai pentaksir datang untuk memantau PBS. Memang semua cikgu yang terlibat cukup sibuk menyiapkan kerja yang berkaitan. Waktu taklimat PBS hari Isnin, ketua pentaksir ada sebut yang kita akan menjurus ke PBS sepenuhnya dan peperiksaan besar seperti UPSR, PMR dan SPM secara beransur2 by 2018 akan dihapuskan. We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sepanjang minggu ni jugak, selain PUI, saya jenuh 'mengejar' student Pend Seni Visual yang mesti menyiapkan kertas 3 mereka. Kertas ni carry 50 percent of total grade. Banyak tu...tapi ada jugak beberapa orang yang bersikap acuh tak acuh dan berdegil bila disuruh siapkan projek. Ada yang bila duduk di bengkel seni pegang pensil nak melukis berjam2 tapi tak lukis apa2. Aduh, kalau ikut hati saya biar aje lantak...tapi saya tak sanggup nak buat macam tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, hari ni, pentaksir pun datang dan nasib baik dia boleh berlebih kurang dan semuanya kira ok lah...lega betul. Saya terpaksa berlari ke kelas PUI saya dan kemudian jenguk semula ke bengkel...nasib baik Cikgu Norma menyelamatkan keadaan dan bantu saya tunggu pentaksir waktu beliau menyelaras markah..Tq Cikgu Norma, tq Pn Aini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibuk saya ni belum berakhir lagi...esok sekolah ganti dan dalam masa yang sama, sepanjang minggu depan saya kena menyambil buat laporan MAWD (Mesyuarat Agung Wanita JIM Daerah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belum sampai minggu depan lagi dah rasa macam penat...waduh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4948119320848258442?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4948119320848258442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4948119320848258442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4948119320848258442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4948119320848258442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/07/sibuk-lagi-ke.html' title='Sibuk Lagi Ke?'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-9181144533160469240</id><published>2009-07-16T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:40:58.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ujian Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ujian adalah guru  yang tidak bercakap, tetapi ia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sangat mengajar dan mendidik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ujian  terkecil apalagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;terbesar adalah takdir  Allah. Yang mempunyai maksud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;tertantu. Kerana jahilnya kita, apabila  ditimpa ujian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;samada secara langsung dari Allah atau  melalui orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;lain, kita mula melatah. Terasa Allah  tidak adil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sengaja hendak menyusahkan kita. Atau  kita menyalahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;orang yang mendatangkan  ujian tersebut. Hati berdendam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; buruk sangka pada Allah yang  mendatangkan ujian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah Maha  Pengasih; jauh sekali Allah takdirkan ujian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;hanya untuk menyusahkan hamba-Nya.  Marilah kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sama-sama  cungkil  hikmah di sebalik  ujian yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ditimpakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ujian sebenarnya melatih kita untuk  mendapatkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sifat-sifat yang terpuji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sabar, redha,  tawakkal, baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sangka, mengakui diri  sebagai hamba yang lemah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;mendekatkan diri dengan  Allah, harapkan pertolongan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah, merasai dunia hanya  nikmat sementara dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sebagainya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Berasa diri berdosa adalah juga sifat  terpuji. Sebab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;itu bagi orang yang sudah  banyak melakukan dosa atau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;lalai daripada  mengingati Allah, maka Allah datangkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ujian kesusahan kepadanya. Supaya  hamba-Nya tadi tidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;tenggelam dalam dosa dan  noda. Kadangkala Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dedahkan dosa yang  dilakukan hingga ramai orang tahu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Bukan untuk menghinakan kita tetapi  untuk memberi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ingatan supaya kita  bertaubat. Dan tidak meneruskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;perbuatan dosa itu sehingga  bila-bila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ujian juga bermaksud qisas (pembalasan)  ke atas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dosa-dosa kita. Setiap perbuatan dosa  mesti dihukum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;samada di dunia atau di  akhirat (kecuali kita telah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;bertaubat sungguh-sungguh sehingga  Allah mengampunkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dosa itu). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Bagi orang yang  Allah kasih, di dunia lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah hukum, tidak di  akhirat. Yakni dengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;didatangkan kesusahan,  penderitaan, kesakitan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kemiskinan, kehilangan  pengaruh dan sebagainya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sekiranya kita boleh  bersabar dan redha, maka itulah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ganjaran pahala untuk kita. Sebaliknya  kalau kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;tidak boleh bersabar dan tidak redha,  malah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;merungut-rungut, mengeluh dan  memberontak, hanya akan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;menambahkan lagi dosa  kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Begitulah Allah Yang Maha Pengasih  kepada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;hamba-hambanya, tidak mahu hukum kita  di akhirat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kerana penderitaan di Neraka  berpuluh-puluh kali ganda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;lebih dahsyat daripada  penderitaan di dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sekiranya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kita telah dihukum di dunia lagi, kita  patut bersyukur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kerana apabila kembali ke  akhirat, kita telah bersih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;daripada dosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Adakalanya, kita ditimpakan kesempitan  hidup. Sengaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah takdirkan demikian  kerana Allah sayang pada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kita. Allah hendak melatih  kita menjadi orang yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;bersabar dan redha dengan  takdir-Nya. Mungkin kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;akan sombong dan bakhil  kalau dikurniakan harta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;melimpah ruah, maka Allah  didik kita dengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kemiskinan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Apabila kita  diuji dengan kesakitan, Allah mahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;memberitahu kita bahawa begitulah susah  dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;menderitanya orang yang sedang sakit.  Semoga kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;menjadi orang yang bertimbang rasa;  menziarahi dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;membantu mereka yang  menderita sakit. Orang yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sedang sakit, hatinya mudah terusik.  Sesiapa saja yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;datang dan memberi  nasihat, InsyaAllah mudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;diterimanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Bagaimana pula kalau kita diuji dengan  kematian orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;yang paling kita sayangi.  Ujian ini sengaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;didatangkan agar terasalah  kita ini lemah; tiada kuasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;untuk menolak ketentuan Allah. Akan  tertanamlah rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kehambaan di dalam hati,  sekaligus membuang rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;bangga  diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Begitulah, sebenarnya Allah mahu kita  sentiasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;beringat-ingat. Agar dengan ujian itu,  kita sebagai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;hamba akan datang untuk mengadu,  mengharap, merintih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;belas ihsan, dan sentiasa  merasakan hanya Allah tempat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;meminta segala-galanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ujian juga adalah untuk menilai sejauh  mana keyakinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kita kepada Allah. Semakin  diuji sepatutnya semakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;bertambah iman kita, dan  semakin hampir kita dengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah. Firman Allah dalam  surah Al Imran; 142 yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;bermaksud:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; “Apakah kamu  mengira bahawa kamu akan masuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;syurga, pada hal belum nyata bagi Allah  orang-orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;yang berjihad di antara kamu dan belum  nyata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;orang-orang yang bersabar.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Firman Allah  dalam Surah Az Zumar;10 yang maksudnya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“Sesungguhnya diberi ganjaran orang sabar dengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;pahala tanpa hisab.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Allah takdirkan  ujian demi ujian untuk memberi peluang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kepada kita mendapatkan pahala sabar.  Barangsiapa yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sabar dan redha tanpa  mengeluh, merungut maka balasnya pahala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;. Oleh itu, apa  salahnya Allah uji kita kerana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;hendak menyelamatkan kita di akhirat  kelak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Berbeza pula halnya dengan ujian yang  ditimpakan ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;atas para Rasul, para nabi, wali-wali  dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kekasih-kekasih Allah. Ujian ke atas  mereka bermaksud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;untuk meninggikan darjat  dan kedudukan mereka di sisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah. Sebab itu ujian yang mereka  hadapi berat-berat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;belaka. Tatkala Rasulullah  berdakwah ke Taif,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;masyarakat Taif bukan  sahaja tidak menerima dakwah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;baginda, malah mencaci, menghina dan  melempari baginda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dengan batu dan najis.  Para malaikat menawarkan diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;untuk menghapuskan orang-orang yang  berlaku durjana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kepada baginda. Tetapi  dengan tenang, baginda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;menjawab:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; “Biarkan mereka,  jangan diapa-apakan mereka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kerana mereka tidak tahu,  mereka masih jahil.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Demikianlah,  orang-orang yang tinggi taqwa dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;keimananya; tidak mengeluh apabila  diuji. Berbeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dengan golongan orang awam  seperti kita ni, apabila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;diuji kita mudah jahat  sangka dengan Allah dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;berdendam dengan orang  yang mendatangkan ujian kepada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kita. Walhal bukan orang itu yang  hendak menyusahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kita, tetapi hakikatnya  Allah. Allah yang hendak uji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kita, menggunakan orang itu sebagai  perantaraan. Jadi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;tanyalah Allah kenapa kita  diuji….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Katalah suatu ketika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;guru besar mengarahkan guru disiplin merotan seorang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;murid yang melanggar  disiplin sekolah. Apa reaksi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;murid yang dirotan itu? Kalau dia  seorang yang insaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dan tahu diri, ia segera  terfikir akan kesalahan yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dilakukannya, mungkin dia berazam untuk  tidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;mengulanginya lagi. Itulah murid yang  cerdik, dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sedar hikmah di sebalik dia dirotan.  Tetapi bagi murid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;yang tidak mahu berfikir,  sudahlah tidak mahu mengaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kesalahannya, dia berdendam pula kepada guru disiplin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;atau guru besar yang  merotannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Mengapa harus berdendam? Guru disiplin  hanya menjalankan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;tugas. Guru besar pula  menjalankan keadilan; yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;bersalah tidak dihukum,  tidak ada jaminan yang dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;tidak mengulangi  kesalahannya. Kalau begitu, murid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;yang bersalah itu layaklah  dirotan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Begitulah halnya dengan Allah yang Maha  Pengasih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Berbagai-bagai cara Allah gunakan untuk  mendidik kita.Diberikan-Nya ujian demi ujian sebagai peringatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kepada kita. Tetapi sedikit sekali yang  mencari hikmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;dan mengambil iktibar  daripada ujian yang ditimpakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Malahan ujian membuatkan kita bertambah  jauh dari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah; mengeluh dan menyesali takdir  Allah. Marilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;kita menyedari akan  kesilapan kita selama ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Terimalah sagala ujian  yang besar mahupun yang kecil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sebagai satu didikan terus dari  Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Dan ingatlah, andaikata kita diuji,  kita masih wajib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;bersyukur kerana masih ada  1001 jenis nikmat lain yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allah kurniakan kepada kita! Jadi  mengapa mesti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;merungut ketika diuji?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ini adalah renungan dan muhasabah penulis atas diri sendiri yang sentiasa diuji Allah. Alhamdulillah, Allah menguji setakat yang terdaya badan ini menanggung. Bersyukur kepada Allah atas ujian2nya...Terasa sangat diri ini sentiasa diingati olehNya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allahu Akbar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ps: post ini juga ditujukan kepada seorang sahabat yang seperti adik sendiri,yang sedang diuji Allah. Moga Allah permudahkan urusan dan memberi pahala berganda atas ketabahan dan kesabaran.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-9181144533160469240?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/9181144533160469240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=9181144533160469240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/9181144533160469240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/9181144533160469240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/07/ujian-allah.html' title='Ujian Allah'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6406404954837293707</id><published>2009-07-11T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:06:15.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>This is dedicated to all the bored and got nothing to do people out there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-98cf4a8e125824a0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D98cf4a8e125824a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330001991%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F7DAC2E8694756EF47ADBAF55EA9193E326F6AD.82FCF7D5A49ABCF19DC59F04272C9A57797EF16A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98cf4a8e125824a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3WomgcFYFxeXMywHZAeCJk8puTk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok la, this one is also for those who gonna start their PUI this Monday....the teachers and their students too....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6406404954837293707?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=98cf4a8e125824a0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6406404954837293707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6406404954837293707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6406404954837293707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6406404954837293707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5208839183267702406</id><published>2009-07-05T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:06:45.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stroke</title><content type='html'>Khamis lepas sekolah dikejutkan dengan pemergian ke rahmatullah seorang bapa pelajar akibat stroke. Kami berasa sedih kerana pemergiannya yang mengejutkan dalam usia yang agak muda (45). Saya membayangkan diri di tempat isterinya, entah bagaimana sedihnya beliau. Dengan anak2 yang akan mengambil peperiksaan tahun ini (PMR dan SPM) dan ada juga yang masih kecil. Sebelum tu beliau nampak sihat dan datang ke sekolah mengambil report kad anaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumaat, dalam pukul 5, adik saya call memberitahu suaminya kena heart attack waktu main golf di Bangi...waktu dia menalipon, doktor sedang memulakan procedure 'angioplasty' ke atas suaminya. He's 41 years old, kami sebaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu petang, Tok Nek (nenek suami) pula kena stroke. Suami dan maknya rushing ke Klang malamnya untuk melihat Tok Nek yang agak lama dah uzur. Sekarang, keadaannya semakin uzur dengan sebelah badan yang hampir lumpuh. Dia di hospital di bawah perhatian doktor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga2 peristiwa ini walau berbeza, mampu membuka mata ini... bagaimana kesihatan amat penting dan perlu dijaga. Seperti yang Ummi Nina cerita dalam blognya, kami guru 40+ diarah buat medical check up baru2 ni, dan I failed miserably.. Walau pun blood pressure ok, gula border dan cholesterol above the line a little bit. Which is NOT good. Saya terima dengan hati yang terbuka 'leteran' doktor tentang BMI, carbo intake, oat intake etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya akui exercise saya tidak mencukupi. Aquarobic seminggu sekali. And that's it. Manala cukup kan. The whole last year saya dan beberapa orang geng saya memang aerobic 2 kali seminggu. Very good. But then, sibuknya kami membuatkan aerobic terpaksa dilupakan buat seketika...Terlampau rushing sampai rasa diri dah bertukar jadi lipas....(lipas kudung)&lt;br /&gt;Machine kat rumah duduk saje berhabuk tidak disentuh. Takde disiplin langsung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni muhasabah diri ni....Saya tau stroke penyakit orang sibuk. Yang tak kisah jaga makan dan lupa exercise kerana sibuk memanjang. Buat apa yang sempat je. Tapi bila fikir balik, Subhanallah...sibuk ni sebenarnya hukuman Allah...Allah sibukkan kita hingga tak cukup masa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa perlu saya buat?&lt;br /&gt;1. Langkah pertama, yang paling mudah, jaga apa yang dimakan. Count calories. Lupakan kek yang sedap tu. Kalau teringin jugak, rasa sikit je. Makan oat banyak2&lt;br /&gt;2. Langkah kedua, tambah masa aquarobic atau join balik aerobic. Dan cuba disiplinkan diri untuk guna machine di rumah yang berhabuk tu&lt;br /&gt;3. Langkah ketiga, berhenti jadi sibuk la apa lagi....macamana ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-5208839183267702406?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5208839183267702406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5208839183267702406' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5208839183267702406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5208839183267702406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/07/stroke.html' title='Stroke'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3522335577735359045</id><published>2009-06-29T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:21:53.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Panik Kuasa Dua</title><content type='html'>Pagi2 selepas budak2 tu dijatuhkan hukuman, pengetua pun memberi nasihat dan amaran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba2 handphone di tangan berbunyi. Saya memang kena jawab sebab suami yang call dan pagi tadi dia kata Muhammad macam demam.&lt;br /&gt;" Baliklah...Muhammad macam lembik je ni...tak bercakap sepatah pun semenjak bangun tidur, melepek je baring."&lt;br /&gt;" Ok, ok, " saya jawab sambil tangan dah memaut beg dan kaki terus bergerak ke kereta. Pusing balik kejap hantar kuih yang saya bawak beri kat cikgu Wasitah untuk cikgu2 di bilik guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya drive agak laju tapi masih keep cool dan berhati2. Muhammad kalau demam sikit pun nak kena monitor takut kena sawan. Semenjak peristiwa Ramadhan tahun lepas yang dia sawan buat pertama kalinya, dia belum lagi kena semula. Tapi kami sentiasa berjaga2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di rumah saya tengok dia lembik je, baring di riba abahnya. Saya acah2 dia tanya2 dia tapi dia buat tak tau je. Matanya kuyu dan bila saya riba dan picit kepalanya macam nak tidur  pulak dia. Tak boleh jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya dudukkan dia dan tiba2 dia muntah keluar air perut je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami gegas ke klinik. Rupanya dia sakit perut...sembang2 dengan doktor camne nak bagi dia berselera makan, dan doktor suruh tukar susu lain...&lt;br /&gt;bila dah breakfast dan dia dah segar sikit, kami singgah grocery dan beli air yogurt dan dia minum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya belikan dia ultraman yang dah lama dia idam2kan tu.&lt;br /&gt;Dia jadi betul2 segar dan happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya balik ke sekolah semula sebab ada meeting hari ni. Banyak isu nak dibincangkan.&lt;br /&gt;Tengahari kami stop lunch dan saya naik ke bilik guru. Baru je duduk cabut socks nak ambik wudhu tiba2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu'man call dari rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maak! Ammar kena langgar"&lt;br /&gt;"Ha? Kat mana?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nak balik sekolah la, kat area padang"&lt;br /&gt;"Teruk ke?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tak tahu..." sambil menangis Nu'man menjerit2 dengan suara panik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahu Akbar.. dalam hati penuh doa agar anak itu di bawah lindunganNya.&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa memakai stokin, saya grab bag (buat kali kedua hari ni) dan meluru keluar terus turun ke kereta. Berjalan sambil bercakap dengan Nu'man menenangkan dia yang panik dan takut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati berdebar2. Kereta saya bawak tanpa rasa apa2. Macam2 perkara dalam kepala saya. Teruk ke?&lt;br /&gt;Sapa pulak drive teruk sangat sampai langgar budak sekolah?&lt;br /&gt;Ke mana saya nak tuju? hospital ke? klinik ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hati tetap berdoa anak ke 4 saya ini tidak ada apa2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya ambil keputusan ke Hospital Selayang. Tapi bila tiba di roundabout besar Angah call kata Ammar di klinik Aisyah dekat dengan rumah.&lt;br /&gt;Saya pusing balik di roundabout.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah...kalau di klinik mungkin tak teruk sangat, hati kecil saya cuba menenangkan diri.&lt;br /&gt;Saya call rumah dan beritahu mereka yang di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di klinik, sunyi sepi...mana semua orang? dah ke hospital ke?&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya semua di bilik belakang, doktor sedang jahit luka Ammar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya masuk, ada orang yang saya tak kenal. Ni mesti makcik yang langgar Ammar. Beliau meminta maaf berulang kali... dan kata Ammar memang jalan di tepi, tapi entah macamana dia terlanggar...nasib baik dia tak laju..&lt;br /&gt;Saya cuma mampu senyum hambar padanya dan bersalam. Mata saya cuma kepada Ammar terbaring berlumuran darah. Doktor sedang sibuk menjahit. Ammar menangis. Sakit ke atau sedih melihat saya, saya tak pasti. Mungkin juga keduanya sekali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baju sekolahnya yang putih  dan singlet di dalam semuanya merah. Kedua tangannya, muka juga penuh berdarah.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor kata tempat lain di badan belum check lagi kalau2 ada luka sebab dia utamakan luka di kepala kerana darah dah banyak sangat keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, jahitan siap dan badannya dilap. baju sekolah ditanggal dan singlet digunting untuk memudahkan dibuka. Alhamdulillah Ammar nampak ok. Doktor buat beberapa test lagi dan check keseluruhan badannya. Ada lebam di tangan. Mungkin terhentak waktu jatuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya call suami suruh bawak baju yang bersih. Saya bantu doktor bersihkan tangan dan mukanya. Di lehernya ada rambut bersepah2 sebab doktor shave sikit untuk senang dijahit tadi.&lt;br /&gt;Itu pun saya bersihkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah ditukar baju dan dah rehat sekejap, kami balik. Kami bawa bersama ubat dari doktor dan juga pesanan agar monitor Ammar for 24 hours incase dia muntah atau mengantuk amat sangat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, Allah mendengar doa saya! Bersyukur padaMu Ya Allah....Ya Rabb yang Maha Pengasih dan lagi Maha Penyayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari yang panjang dan penuh panik bagi saya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3522335577735359045?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3522335577735359045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3522335577735359045' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3522335577735359045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3522335577735359045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/06/hari-panik-kuasa-dua.html' title='Hari Panik Kuasa Dua'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6285101789100170528</id><published>2009-06-27T10:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:57:27.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Card Day</title><content type='html'>Today is the report card day for my kids in primary school. Alhamdulillah, Ammar is doing great in his study. Nu,man his elder brother too. But the comment from their teachers were similar. They are quiet in class and a bit shy to voice their opinion even though the teachers said they can do it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I was thinking, at home, they seems to be very loud...I told the teachers that.. Guess I need to brush their confidence skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'm not satisfied with how Al Amin Report Card Day is being conducted. A lot have to be said in its post mortem...we'll wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6285101789100170528?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6285101789100170528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6285101789100170528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6285101789100170528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6285101789100170528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/06/report-card-day.html' title='Report Card Day'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-500524798747943405</id><published>2009-06-18T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:04:25.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merudumkah Akhlak Mereka?</title><content type='html'>Dah tahun ke 6 saya di Al Amin....&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menimba pengalaman, 6 tahun kira ok lah. Untuk jadi seorang yang 'expert', belum lagi. 6 tahun belum cukup.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pelajar dan bekas pelajar yang saya kenal memang ramai. Di Al Amin lagi lah mudah nak ingat dan kenal pelajar. Mereka ada style mereka sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Dan perangai saya ialah dari hari pertama taaruf dengan pelajar saya akan cuba hafal nama dan rupa mereka. Kadang2 memang susah bila saya dapati ada yang style dan muka agak sama. Tambah pulak bila nama pun dekat-dekat. Pelajar Al Amin pun rata-rata nama mereka memang nama yang istimewa, nama dalam seerah, nama yang mempunyai makna. Kalau nak dibanding dengan pelajar luar yang nama banyak pelik2...iaitu kadang2 takde makna...Macam nama 'Bunga Cinta Merah' ha ha..ada makna tapi tak de makna sebenarnya... (Jangan marah ya Bunga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, saya nak masuk topik akhlak sebenarnya. Akhlak pelajar Al Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Ada beza tak pelajar 6 tahun dulu dengan sekarang? Memang ada...&lt;br /&gt;Cuba baca kisah ni:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ustazah N agak marah kerana keputusan Bahasa Arab Komunikasi Ting 3 Z sangat mengecewakan, 16 orang gagal.&lt;br /&gt;" Ustazah nak marah2 kenapa? Bapak saya pun tak marah, kenapa ustazah sibuk2 pulak?", ngomel si H dengan lantang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Oleh kerana hairan melihat sebekas makanan dibiar begitu saja di Surau pagi hari program, Ustazah W bertanya tuan punya makanan:&lt;br /&gt;" Ni kenapa banyak makanan ni?" tanya Ustzh W&lt;br /&gt;" Ustazah nak ke? Ambiklah...dah basi" jawab pelajar A dengan sombong&lt;br /&gt;Makanan tersebut rupanya baki malam sebelumnya tapi tak habis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. " Anta ni kenapa orang tengah belajar tetiba je melompat2 belakang pintu? "&lt;br /&gt;" Salah parking cikgu!" jawab pelajar L tanpa rasa segan silu disambut gelak ketawa banin2 dalam kelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh di atas adalah kisah benar yang berlaku di Al Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu belum ambil kira kes2 lain yang banyak lagi seperti mencuri, cakap bohong,berpasangan tanpa segan silu, bersms sesama banin banat, chatting, kurang ajar, menyakiti kucing, potong telinga kucing, dan lain2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa mereka berbeza dulu dan sekarang? Adakah kerana guru2nya? Adakah kerana pengaruh luar? Pengaruh media? Pengaruh teknologi? Ibu bapa tak ambil peduli? Peraturan tak ketat? Pengawas tak memainkan peranan? Pengawas penakut? Tarbiyah tak cukup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jauh lah kalau nak diharap yang memang sukarela membantu sesama yang lain. Yang datang sambut pelawat dengan senyum dan menghulurkan salam atau pertolongan. Yang datang membantu guru tanpa disuruh dengan ikhlas. Yang sukarela memungut sampah bila ternampak sampah. Yang membaca buku di waktu lapang walau pun bukan minggu exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi alhamdulillah masih ada yang berakhlak mulia sebenarnya.... Cuma tidak menonjol  saja , dan akhir2 ini telah tenggelam dek ramainya yang kurang berakhlak...&lt;br /&gt;Doa saya sentiasa, agar pelajar Al Amin seperti nama sekolahnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-500524798747943405?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/500524798747943405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=500524798747943405' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/500524798747943405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/500524798747943405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/06/merudumkah-akhlak-mereka.html' title='Merudumkah Akhlak Mereka?'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5698866913156518253</id><published>2009-06-12T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:29:05.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Al</title><content type='html'>A: loves to laugh&lt;br /&gt;B: crazy at times&lt;br /&gt;C: cute&lt;br /&gt;D: smart&lt;br /&gt;E: has beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;F: wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;G: sexy&lt;br /&gt;H: gives good hugs&lt;br /&gt;I: very hot&lt;br /&gt;J: likes someone&lt;br /&gt;K: is very athletic&lt;br /&gt;L: very good kisser&lt;br /&gt;M: easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;N: very trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;O: has the best personality ever.&lt;br /&gt;P: popular with all types of people&lt;br /&gt;Q: has a smile to die for&lt;br /&gt;R: will make a good boyfriend or girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;S: likes someone&lt;br /&gt;T: very opened minded&lt;br /&gt;U: is loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;V: not judgmental&lt;br /&gt;W: very sexy&lt;br /&gt;X: never lets people tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;Y: nice butt!&lt;br /&gt;Z: makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am:&lt;br /&gt;A: loves to laugh&lt;br /&gt;L: very good kisser&lt;br /&gt;I: very hot&lt;br /&gt;A: loves to laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..guess i'm very hot and all i do is laughing and kissing, hua hua..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-5698866913156518253?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5698866913156518253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5698866913156518253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5698866913156518253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5698866913156518253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-al.html' title='Tagged By Al'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7365695961553152963</id><published>2009-06-05T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:43:59.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened the first week</title><content type='html'>So the first week of the hols is almost over...&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, The Kenduri:&lt;br /&gt;The kenduri of my brother in law Azam and his bride Laila, went well alhamdulillah. Without much glitch, without any hurtful things said by anybody especially the unwanted directors. I and R, my other biras successfully coordinates minor things, the detail ones like the gifts for guests, candies for kids, the lauk pengantin, etc. 'The director' tried asking a few things and we answered and I know she knows that we use a lot of our own money so she wouldn't dare comment anything. And beside, the lauk kenduri, is basically paid by my husband as we simultanously did aqiqah for the 3 younger kids of ours, finally...6 parts of the cow and 1 joined by Mak Aji's son next door. Anyway, the green theme was not bad after all, thanks to Su for sewing the curtains that make it look so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, The Relaxing Part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after kenduri, we're back in KL and I did go to school once on Wednesday, thinking I could mark some exam papers. I did, just a few then went back home after signing a few papers in replacing the Principal since he's started his holidays already. I figured, it's better to relax this week and start do things next week as I got so many things ahead when the school start again. The new schedule, the PUI, the planning for next year (yeah, have to start already) etc etc. So I'm relaxing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, The Women Teachers Outing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday we'll be off somewhere! Finally we gonna take a break, just us girls, he he. I wish it is longer and farther away...like Bali or London (ceh, wishful thinking). But the finance part do not allow us to do so. Remember, we teachers are paid peanuts? Anyway, hope we gonna have a good time( not just a trip, it would be together with the pengisian ruhi and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, The Kids and Holidays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak, started her diploma course already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angah, started his holidays with his school Genting Trip which sounds like fun...and everyday of the other days is filled with football at the field with his friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu'man, have to frequent the dentist as his root treatment is still on going. Other than that, he enjoys cooking and trying to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMmar, got a new specs. Now everybody in the family is wearing spectacles except for the little one.. Other than that Ammar have to write a diary of school holidays activities everyday to be submitted when the school starts. Hmm...I wonder whether he's started writing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343692546466733330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SiicDxUNXRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/eJpo03BFneg/s320/ammar2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343692547410630370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SiicD01QFuI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EiKd6iKFYec/s320/ammar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Soon when he got home with his specs on, he said " O, saya nampak corak lantai rumah ni bulat bulat... sebelum ni tak perasan" - _ -&lt;br /&gt;We're not sure since when he's shortsighted. Last year he was fine... But last week he told me 'My ustazah said to ask you to check my eyes' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muhammad- really had fun this week since I'm at home...but he did some naughty stuff like playing with water from my bathroom and wet the floor. The whole floor of my bedroom and got scolded and cried so loud and I thought the neighbours must have heard him. The whole nighbourhood of Taman S! Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a holiday....and I'm glad there's still another week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7365695961553152963?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7365695961553152963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7365695961553152963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7365695961553152963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7365695961553152963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happened-first-week.html' title='What happened the first week'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SiicDxUNXRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/eJpo03BFneg/s72-c/ammar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6101323367749564425</id><published>2009-05-29T21:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T06:08:25.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekitar Hari Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best betul video2 yang pelajar buat. Saya akan mintak dia orang nak copy nanti. Kreatif betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Video Hari Guru tiap tahun best best.. Kalau compile satu cd boleh buat business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dapt macam2 hari ni. Antaranya ada buku, thanks to my anak usrah yang comel2 tu, ada pen, thanks to aiman, ada towel, thanks to sarah roo, ada buku lagi, thanks to organizer, ada banyak kad, lawa2 dari 5 suhaib, dari muadz, faiz and hannan, dari tiqah, dari tak tau... kad2 semua di tampal di dinding tepi meja saya di bilik guru. (saya je ada dinding dalam bilik guru tuh, ha ha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada kek macam2, isy memang sedap tul. Sampai tak tau sapa yang bagi kek banyak2 tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayz, I had lots of fun today! A really2 nice day to end the semester and start the hols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here're the pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248360850506946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_tFcWhxMI/AAAAAAAAAWU/I1KedNTesoQ/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341247116017006498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_r8-_F96I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Lb8Et-vPf64/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341247110114793762" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_r8o_5WSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/LWHpKivvQXE/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341247106546993170" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_r8btRCBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4TZF8Tpo60k/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246370257801314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_rRk0PkGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RvhVrkRe3-8/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246371370276258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_rRo9elaI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hepke8wU2qE/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248362204569538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_tFhZXH8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/17gs-mNDzXs/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246368285558466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_rRdeBhsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/5a3MnTg9Px4/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246363136105506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_rRKSTHCI/AAAAAAAAAVM/afZEzsHRX0Y/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246359182806818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_rQ7jwjyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/LykqT1zPDpA/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6101323367749564425?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6101323367749564425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6101323367749564425' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6101323367749564425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6101323367749564425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/05/sekitar-hari-guru.html' title='Sekitar Hari Guru'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh_tFcWhxMI/AAAAAAAAAWU/I1KedNTesoQ/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4407184754209288940</id><published>2009-05-28T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:17:35.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6o6dpsHrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/niM3PnrFr88/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340891930453352114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6o6dpsHrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/niM3PnrFr88/s320/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the beginning......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6ogRyr8mI/AAAAAAAAAUs/j1afpaS3ZXM/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340891480593265250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6ogRyr8mI/AAAAAAAAAUs/j1afpaS3ZXM/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6ofzf46RI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lsHVbWR9xTI/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340891472461359378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6ofzf46RI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lsHVbWR9xTI/s320/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6ofpjBEwI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BZttRlVJ8tc/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340891469790122754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6ofpjBEwI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BZttRlVJ8tc/s320/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very serious in answering the tajweed q's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340891931270943234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6o6gsnkgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rQnnHR1ccqQ/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the end, after 45 minutes,  an almost empty classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were doing their tajweed paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine, after this there'll be no more exam sem 1 in smiaag for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4407184754209288940?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d7f716958f6a91e5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4407184754209288940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4407184754209288940' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4407184754209288940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4407184754209288940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-paper.html' title='The Last Paper'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sh6o6dpsHrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/niM3PnrFr88/s72-c/Image053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2441989048198793106</id><published>2009-05-28T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:28:33.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Points To Ponder</title><content type='html'>Feel like writing but not sure what to write.&lt;br /&gt;So I just gonna put these here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ethics are poor at the top, that behaviour is copied down through the organisation.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              Robert Noyce, inventor of the silicon chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our daily lives, we must see that it is not happiness that makes us grateful, but the gratefulness that makes us happy.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness is almost never anything but a form of fatigue&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             Andre Gide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The secret of getting things done is in doing them now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                            Sydney Newton Bremer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2441989048198793106?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2441989048198793106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2441989048198793106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2441989048198793106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2441989048198793106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/05/points-to-ponder.html' title='Points To Ponder'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2288791460643716652</id><published>2009-05-20T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:38:52.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Susah Ke Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/ShNrpKlKBRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/tUSIn3rXozo/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337728338323178770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/ShNrpKlKBRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/tUSIn3rXozo/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sekarang menunjukkan jam 10.32 pagi. Tu gambar kelas 5 Suhaib yang sedang menjawab kertas Bahasa Arab Tinggi 2. Rata-rata ramai yang terkial-kial. Ada beberapa orang yang tidak  menjawab langsung lagi walau pun kertas ini bermula jam 9.45 minit tadi.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...semalam masa English  mereka menjawab jauh lebih laju....&lt;br /&gt;Saya jaga kelas ni pun cukup relax.... nasib baik ada mini dell ni yang hilangkan rasa mengantuk saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian dia orang. Betul ke nak ambik Bahasa Arab Tinggi SPM nanti??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2288791460643716652?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2288791460643716652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2288791460643716652' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2288791460643716652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2288791460643716652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/05/susah-ke-exam.html' title='Susah Ke Exam'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/ShNrpKlKBRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/tUSIn3rXozo/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3900757220189944741</id><published>2009-05-20T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:37:53.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till Death Do Us Part</title><content type='html'>The mommy cat died today, after a run over by a car in front of the house. And at the time when she's heavily pregnant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if cats go to heaven in the hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;But I know for sure they'll be the witness of evil doings of human beings in the world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3900757220189944741?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3900757220189944741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3900757220189944741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3900757220189944741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3900757220189944741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/05/till-death-do-us-part.html' title='Till Death Do Us Part'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5938050225084702805</id><published>2009-05-10T19:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:45:48.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Scribble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgpCOi24qiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/eBiAFRLccFM/s1600-h/the+green+flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335149526216387106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgpCOi24qiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/eBiAFRLccFM/s320/the+green+flower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nah mak",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammar said to me this morning and gave me this sweet green rose with it's plastic wrap crumpled as he kept it in his school bag ever since Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How sweet, Ammar beli kat mana?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kat sekolah, cikgu jual"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trime kasih.....ni sebab Mother's Day la ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A ah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I got a flower. But this year it's green. I put the cute flower together with other roses in my favourite vase. Near the mirror, in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many years ago, in 1984, my mom passed away. In Ramadhan that year. It was a sad sad year for me and my siblings that I cannot describe that year well. In fact she's been sick ever since I was in Form 1. The time of my life when I needed her the most as my friend. The time when I need someone to share my feelings and trouble. Allah loves her more and He took her earlier than I thought. But because of that, I am the person who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless her soul and I hope I got to see her in the hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you, mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-64b531be533314f8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cd25adddfe8f7128&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6565509595162535360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6565509595162535360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6565509595162535360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6565509595162535360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-report-dr-jekyll-and-mr-hyde.html' title='Book Report Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5988526500270191565</id><published>2009-05-09T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:42:49.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satay Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsrxwmiI/AAAAAAAAAT0/PNLF6hx0EYM/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753664239606306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsrxwmiI/AAAAAAAAAT0/PNLF6hx0EYM/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Aimi, Al and Insyirah....with full stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsUxAtAI/AAAAAAAAATs/B-tQgPqFUBs/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753658062451714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsUxAtAI/AAAAAAAAATs/B-tQgPqFUBs/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Amirah, Hakimah and Hafizah, also with full stomach..&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsYdxU9I/AAAAAAAAATk/Ert1VBNNdZ0/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753659055494098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsYdxU9I/AAAAAAAAATk/Ert1VBNNdZ0/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Aimi, Hafizah, Sarah BY and Mayy, posing control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsHrTGTI/AAAAAAAAATc/c95nuh096cg/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753654548830514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsHrTGTI/AAAAAAAAATc/c95nuh096cg/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               She came late, so a bit shy when asked to eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMQOskjTI/AAAAAAAAATM/rnxEbgyjal8/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753175396879666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMQOskjTI/AAAAAAAAATM/rnxEbgyjal8/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                What's left in the end.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMP69VkyI/AAAAAAAAATE/o4ltFC_oasg/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753170098492194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMP69VkyI/AAAAAAAAATE/o4ltFC_oasg/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Juara makan satay outing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMPwZlSwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Z6fFxJE7Xkg/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753167264172802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMPwZlSwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Z6fFxJE7Xkg/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              A bunch of sweet and funny girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMPrusCqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hklKZULjdCk/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753166010518178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMPrusCqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hklKZULjdCk/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          A bunch of sweet and funny girls with their teacher..&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture worth a thousand words, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-5988526500270191565?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5988526500270191565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5988526500270191565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5988526500270191565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5988526500270191565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/05/satay-day-out.html' title='Satay Day Out'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SgVMsrxwmiI/AAAAAAAAAT0/PNLF6hx0EYM/s72-c/Image040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-479989187940660121</id><published>2009-04-27T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:09:15.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pewaris Nabi</title><content type='html'>Jangan ingat kerana nama kita ada sheikh atau sharifah atau apa2 la kita ni dengan mudah akan masuk syurga kerana kononnya kita related dan ada sala silah Nabi saw. Janganlah berlagak. Lebih2 lagi bila perangai dan akhlak sangat sangat sangat jauh dari akhlak Nabi saw.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan ingat kerana kita muka  macam Arab dan petah cakap Arab kita dijamin tempat dan syafaat Nabi. Jangan berlagak. Lebih2 lagi bila perangai tak senonoh dan dari mulut selalu keluar perkataan mengata orang bodoh, tak de otak dan juga stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih2 lagi orang yang dikata tu adalah guru2 yang tabah dan ikhlas dan tak berkira walau pun tau bekerja di sekolah yang gajinya cukup2 bayar duit minyak kereta pergi kerja dan kadang2 tak cukup pun.&lt;br /&gt;Lebih2 lagi orang yang dikata tu adalah guru2 yang ikhlas mengajar anak orang yang mengata tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puas hati aku....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-479989187940660121?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/479989187940660121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=479989187940660121' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/479989187940660121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/479989187940660121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/pewaris-nabi.html' title='Pewaris Nabi'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4066353335301682011</id><published>2009-04-23T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:50:20.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That I do Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SfByCjgBwJI/AAAAAAAAASs/0QNpU0b6kOc/s1600-h/Catatan-Hati-Mardiha-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883747394175122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SfByCjgBwJI/AAAAAAAAASs/0QNpU0b6kOc/s320/Catatan-Hati-Mardiha-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I finished reading Catatan Hati Nik Nur Madihah. The sweet girl that got 20A's in the recent SPM... Such an inspiring story, I tell you. It make my heart warm and my eyes teary. I recommend this book to everybody. No matter who you are, young and old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Balik rumah dari kerja, terus defrost chicken dan kemas2 macam biasa. Sebenarnya sebelum tu pergi minum petang dengan husband dan anak kecik yang boring dok rumah je tu.. Seronoknya dia dapat keluar. Berjalan pun terlompat2 sebab happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Lepas solat asr lepak kejap. Gi dapur tengok tempat 'melabur' kucing 3 ekor tu ada bekas darah sket. Panik jugak sebab sangkakan putih tiga ekor tu kencing berdarah ke apa. pasal plak kucing ni. Sakit ke? Cari depa dapat terus tengok 'bottom' derang kot2 ada darah ke apa... Tak de pun... Lepas tu anak2 dok kata... ' Mak tadi kucing makan seketul ayam mentah mak defrost tu'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyoo....tulah darah tadi gaknya. Nyesal lak gi tengok bottom kucing2 tu tadi.. Hampeh punye kucing...Nanti ko....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Sms Insyirah tanya dia napa tak datang sekolah. Rupanya dia tak sihat. Sian dia. Miss dia masa usrah tadi. Dia tak tau usrah kat ICT Lab hari ni..sejuk dan nyaman. nyaris semua tak tidur sebab best sangat dalam ICT Lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS sebenarnya tak tau nak update apa... banyak sangat benda. So tulis yang mudah je la...(still rasa terharu dan gembira dan sedih dan mcm2 lepas baca buku catatan hati tadi)&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/365520194540730614-4066353335301682011?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4066353335301682011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4066353335301682011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4066353335301682011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4066353335301682011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-that-i-do-today.html' title='Things That I do Today'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SfByCjgBwJI/AAAAAAAAASs/0QNpU0b6kOc/s72-c/Catatan-Hati-Mardiha-500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5736413084603738239</id><published>2009-04-19T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:39:37.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pembersihan</title><content type='html'>Rumah kita kalau sesekali kita buat perubahan besar macam bersihkan ke, renovate ke, apa yang kita buat? Antaranya kita akan buang barang yang tak boleh dipakai lagi. Yang dah rosak dan nak repair pun dah tak berbaloi. Lepas tu kita akan pulun bersihkan supaya ianya tak semak mata memandang. Dan lagi, kadang2 kita tambah perabot baru! (Yang ni memang best).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blog pun macam tu agaknya. Lama2 jadi jemu tengok layout plan yang sama. Time to modify and renovate and cleaning etc. Kadang2 out of the blue orang yang kita link tetiba je tak bagi kita masuk blog dia. So buat apa kita simpan lagi link dia kan... So lapang la sket blog list kita.... dan boleh tambah link baru...hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih dalam proses renovation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-5736413084603738239?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5736413084603738239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5736413084603738239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5736413084603738239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5736413084603738239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/pembersihan.html' title='Pembersihan'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6519339283310019281</id><published>2009-04-16T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:18:15.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 YEARS TO GO...or Maybe Less Than That</title><content type='html'>41 is a big number.&lt;br /&gt;41 is also old.&lt;br /&gt;41 from 60 means 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Rasul SAW lived until around 60, and most people lived till 60, sometimes less, than I probably have about 19 years to go.&lt;br /&gt;If I lived that long.&lt;br /&gt;How can that be when some people that I know lived less than 60 years. Some died very young. A very close friend of mine recently was diagnosed with a type of leukimia and is in a very bad condition that she has to come to KL to get treatment. My dad said she is so thin and small and frail. Nobody is allowed to visit her except very close family members. She's my dear friend eversince I was 7 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends of about same age are already taking medicine regularly. For blood pressure and cholesterol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short. The hereafter is waiting. Am I ready? Is my amal enough to enable me to pass alam barzakh and to face Allah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah guide me in the right path always...in this life that I have left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6519339283310019281?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6519339283310019281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6519339283310019281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6519339283310019281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6519339283310019281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/19-years-to-goor-maybe-less-than-that.html' title='19 YEARS TO GO...or Maybe Less Than That'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8346199475381700345</id><published>2009-04-14T14:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:51:47.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhammad is 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShJhheBnI/AAAAAAAAASk/Wbn8paL6NLw/s1600-h/P25-01-09_10.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557844448413298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShJhheBnI/AAAAAAAAASk/Wbn8paL6NLw/s320/P25-01-09_10.48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muhammad nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557842821903826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShJbdrddI/AAAAAAAAASc/4-bHyRKAGyI/s320/DSC00109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhammad 2 years back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShJHMu5xI/AAAAAAAAASU/xKV_-2siMuo/s1600-h/P1000243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557837382117138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShJHMu5xI/AAAAAAAAASU/xKV_-2siMuo/s320/P1000243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            3 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShIxi8pEI/AAAAAAAAASM/ydP6YcPAJrs/s1600-h/P1000424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557831569712194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShIxi8pEI/AAAAAAAAASM/ydP6YcPAJrs/s320/P1000424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      2 and a half years back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhammad will be 3 tomorrow. When I think about what he has gone through, in these 3 years of his life, I'm really greatful to Allah that he's still here with us, healthy and just like a 3 year old.&lt;br /&gt;His achievement so far can be summarized to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milestones:&lt;br /&gt;1. By now, he can put on his T-shirt and pants by himself. I don't know whether he can draw vertical lines, but I can see the signs of this talent on the floor and sometimes on the wall, with pencils.&lt;br /&gt;2. He can balance on each foot for a second or more, for sure, since he like to dance like Pocoyo.&lt;br /&gt;3. He might even be able to prepare a bowl (or without bowl)of cereal for himself, if eating cereal straight from the box count...&lt;br /&gt;4. He can runs and jumps without a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focuses for longer periods&lt;br /&gt;1. The amount of time he is able to focus on one activity has increased dramatically. He can play with one toy for a long time, in his own world...&lt;br /&gt;2. He still need his daytime sleeps though, but occasionally he can do without but will sleep early at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that he's still shy at socializing with other kids his age, but can play with them after a few minutes without much problems.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't mind sharing but his new toy is definite no-no.&lt;br /&gt;He still is afraid of doctor's room.&lt;br /&gt;He speaks english more than malay (learn that from playhouse disney and also eversince before he was born I guess, as when I'm pregnant with him I teach many English classes already.&lt;br /&gt;His longer sentence also in english.&lt;br /&gt;He drink milk on request. If not he won't take it.&lt;br /&gt;He got this talent on music and love to sing, love to azan.&lt;br /&gt;He's started praying with us already, although he take a break during the pray whenever he likes and go back joining us when he's done with his break.&lt;br /&gt;He can go to the toilet by himself but must be observed and taught how to clean himself as he always rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a big boy now...&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, he'll be going to school and won't kiss me anymore....&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday my little baby....&lt;/div&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/365520194540730614-8346199475381700345?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8346199475381700345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8346199475381700345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8346199475381700345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8346199475381700345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/muhammad-is-3.html' title='Muhammad is 3!'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SeShJhheBnI/AAAAAAAAASk/Wbn8paL6NLw/s72-c/P25-01-09_10.48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5212223749061206423</id><published>2009-04-07T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:26:48.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia lupa lagi...</title><content type='html'>Ran: Happy birthday! (terus jerit dalam phone tanpa greetings apa2)&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Ha ha tiap tahun kau lupa tarikh sebenar walau pun tiap tahun kau call. Kelakar!&lt;br /&gt;Ran: Aku lupa lagi ye...tak pe lah . Ni kira ingat la ni tapi tersilap date...aku dah tua, maklum je lah...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tak pe, Thanks anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;Ran: ye lah...at least aku ingat tau...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, thanks for calling eh..&lt;br /&gt;Ran: Bye..&lt;br /&gt;Me : Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiap tahun kawan suka duka waktu di AAD ni call dan wish happy birthday. Setiap kali jugak dia tersilap date yang sebenar...kelakar betul..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-5212223749061206423?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5212223749061206423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5212223749061206423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5212223749061206423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5212223749061206423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/dia-lupa-lagi.html' title='Dia lupa lagi...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2383168631756766743</id><published>2009-04-04T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:57:08.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now...It's Hijab...</title><content type='html'>Best kan video Baba Ali tu...&lt;br /&gt;There's one more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-180c108183dc6dbf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2383168631756766743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2383168631756766743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2383168631756766743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2383168631756766743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/nowits-hijab.html' title='Now...It&apos;s Hijab...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4932682596307757720</id><published>2009-04-02T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:48:21.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriend Boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a9b5171065a3126" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4932682596307757720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4932682596307757720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4932682596307757720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4932682596307757720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/girlfriend-boyfriend.html' title='Girlfriend Boyfriend?'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5579050662009371594</id><published>2009-04-01T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:03:10.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebooking blaghh...</title><content type='html'>If you facebooking, you must have notice that it weally weally selow lately. Sometimes when I try to open the pages, it's really slow that I can go write somethin' on the blog, do some bloghopping and go back, it still not there, ok... That's another reason why I'm not that fond of facebook. I like the fact that I got connected with many of my old friends, though. But other than that, well, I can say that I'm very ok if I'm without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe something need to be done to improve it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-5579050662009371594?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5579050662009371594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5579050662009371594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5579050662009371594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5579050662009371594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/04/facebooking-blaghh.html' title='Facebooking blaghh...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1938570171646888683</id><published>2009-03-27T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:46:40.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever..</title><content type='html'>Ammar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Scuwjr43lgI/AAAAAAAAASA/IAIZxoUPyjU/s1600-h/2576_1091305971943_1505326905_30248475_4108222_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317537912164161026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Scuwjr43lgI/AAAAAAAAASA/IAIZxoUPyjU/s320/2576_1091305971943_1505326905_30248475_4108222_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/ScuwjSjB6DI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ErkyxRwOwrY/s1600-h/2576_1091304051895_1505326905_30248428_6651470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317537905361676338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/ScuwjSjB6DI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ErkyxRwOwrY/s320/2576_1091304051895_1505326905_30248428_6651470_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhammad and Ammar are sick with fever. The usual fever-cough-runny nose-sore throat kinda thing. Ammar got it first and now Muhammad. Has been for 2 days. Ammar seems better now, after the antibiotics. At the clinic last 2 days, the kind doctor said to him 'Ammar minum 7 atau 8 gelas air ya...minum banyak sikit biar cepat baik...' And he said 'ok'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home his elder brother Nu'man asked him what the doctor said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Emm, doctor kata minum 7 belas atau 8 belas air...minum banyak2'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Ha? Banyaknya...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him that if I'm not mistaken, he should just drink 7 to 8 glasses of water per day, not seventeen or eighteen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he insist on the 7 belas or 8 belas that he thought he heard the doc said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lah Ammar, whatever. As long as you are happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he didn't even reach the target of 7 or 8 glasses. When I put a big tumbler of mineral water in front of him as a reminder that he has to drink a lot, he asked me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;' Saya kena minum semua tu ke?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;' Yes, 7 belas, atau 8 belas, remember?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Eh, kan mak kata 7 atau 8 gelas..'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okey, smart alec....whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Muhammad got a fever, I'm worried. Ever since his bout of seizure last Ramadhan, I monitored him closely whenever he got a fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I can't force him to drink a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. He hates medicine esp taking it orally. Every time, it's a struggle, and he is such a strong little boy who use his mighty effort to not letting the medicine goes down his throat. Imagine holding him down, with the help of another person or persons, but still he can spray the syrup to my face and both of us looked like 2 person just having fever syrup/antibiotics poured down on our faces. Tough...really tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope he'll be ok soon. Coz I'm worried, and at work I keep thinking of him and how he's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 2 days in a row, I came a bit late to school because I have to make sure he take all his medicine first after breakfast/ his milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope Allah protect my children always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1938570171646888683?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1938570171646888683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1938570171646888683' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1938570171646888683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1938570171646888683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/03/fever.html' title='Fever..'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Scuwjr43lgI/AAAAAAAAASA/IAIZxoUPyjU/s72-c/2576_1091305971943_1505326905_30248475_4108222_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1252256149603180406</id><published>2009-03-20T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:14:20.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kartini Alwi...</title><content type='html'>Hari ni dah Khamis. Rasa macam sekejap benar dah nak habis sem break seminggu. Saya tahu, semua orang yang cuti cuba nak mengisi masa dengan berbuat sesuatu yang berfaedah. Tapi kalau lepak2 pun OK jugak. Boleh rehatkan minda yang penat bekerja/belajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni jugak saya dan suami melawat seorang sahabat yang sakit di HUKM. Dia rakan sekolah suami di MRSM Kuantan dulu, Kartini Alwi. Saya memang ramai rakan rapat dari MRSM Kuantan. Tapi Kartini memang saya tak pernah jumpa. Cuma namanya yang selalu saya dengar disebut-sebut. Dah lama jugak dia sakit. Cuma kelmarin dia ditransfer dari Hospital Temerloh untuk dapatkan rawatan lanjut di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bawak Muhammad sama...Sampai di HUKM lebih kurang pukul 1, masih lagi waktu melawat. Di Wad surgeri 4, katil 26, kami tercari-cari namanya sebab suami saya pun dah tak ingat rupa beliau sebab dah lebih 20 tahun tak pernah jumpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa orang pelawat di sekeliling dia. Rupanya adik dan anak beliau. Kami memperkenalkan diri dan bersalaman. Kartini tidak dapat mendengar dan melihat dengan baik. Saya tak pasti berapa peratus 2 deria ini yang masih berfungsi tapi jelas kelihatan dia mencuba sedaya upaya untuk mendengar nama kami disebut dan melihat kedudukan kami di sisinya.&lt;br /&gt;Hati saya jadi sayu melihat wajahnya yang nampak sangat dimakan usia padahal dia sebaya kami. Sebelum datang kami memang dah maklum tentang keadaannya. Dia ada tumor dalam otak yang agak besar (10 cm) yang sedang menekan ruang telinga dan mata dari dalam.Ini menyebabkan beliau dalam kesakitan dan telinga berdenyut-denyut.&lt;br /&gt;Dia sungguh ceria dan gembira kami datang. Apatah lagi bila dengar nama rakan sekolahnya. Saya takjub melihat Kartini kerana ingatannya tentang kisah waktu sekolah dulu cukup baik. Tapi ingatan/memori short termnya agak kurang. Dia boleh ingat semua kisah lebih 20 tahun lalu dan nama semua rakan sekolahnya beserta nama bapa mereka sekali. Tapi nama saya yang baru kenalkan diri ini, dia tanya berulang kali sambil meminta maaf.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin juga tumor di dalam otak beliau yang menyebabkan ingatan jadi seperti itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak berapa minit datang lagi beberapa rakan. Salah seorangnya ialah rakan baik saya waktu di AAD Kuantan, Noran. Seronoknya jumpa Noran. Rakan suka duka saya. Sekarang dah jadi Manager Bank.Dalam banyak2 tempat dalam dunia ni, di HUKM saya bertemu dia. Rasa macam nak melompat dan menjerit, tapi saya sedar diri saya di hospital, mana boleh lompat-lompat, jerit-jerit.&lt;br /&gt;Kartini menangis bila tau Noran datang. Bersama Noran ada seorang lagi rakan iaitu Dr Baizura (Jula), pediatrician di Hospital Kajang, kalau tak silap.&lt;br /&gt;Semua Kartini ingat. Dia bukak cerita lama yang kami semua dah lupa dan tak dapat recall.Masih punya sense of humor. Tak kering gusi kami dibuatnya.&lt;br /&gt;Sepatutnya MRI dibuat hari ni tapi dibatalkan. Akan dibuat 1 April. Mungkin sebab dia demam. Kartini memang lumpuh kakinya sebab pernah terjatuh dari bangunan tinggi beberapa tahun yang lalu. Anak sulongnya pun kurang upaya dan ada tumor di dalam otak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila tengok keadaannya, saya sedar Allah uji kita hambanya dengan macam2 cara. Bahagian masing-masing, kata Jula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami semua mintak diri bila jam dah menunjukkan hampir pukul 2. Waktu melawat dah nak tamat. Muhammad pun dah gelisah dan mintak nak minum air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Allah memudahkan urusan kita. Memudahkan dan mengurangkan kesakitan yang dihadapi Kartini dan memberikan pahala yang banyak untuknya, insyaAllah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1252256149603180406?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1252256149603180406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1252256149603180406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1252256149603180406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1252256149603180406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/03/kartini-alwi.html' title='Kartini Alwi...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7093510431510125793</id><published>2009-03-18T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:43:41.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uji Cekap Saya</title><content type='html'>Saya pun ada uji cekap? Bila baca entri blogger lain pasal uji cekap dia orang, saya pun rasa macam nak cerita uji cekap saya walau pun saya bukan pelajar al amin. MRSM saya pun ada uji cekap jugak tau...&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin satu hari nanti al amin boleh buat uji cekap style ni. Boleh kata lebih mirip uji lasak la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uji cekap saya dulu berjalan kaki dari Batu Pahat ke Muar. Jauh tak? Jauh.....100 km lebih ada tau. Tapi kami jalan dalam 50 km kot...Penat betul. Bukan boleh bawak barang banyak tapi air sangat penting. Bila habis kami kena mintak kat rumah orang. Bukan semua nak bagi air. Ada yang suspicious. Ingat kita ni budak hingusan mana mintak-mintak air. Ada tu baru ketuk pagar dah kena halau..Sepanjang jalan BP-Muar tu bukan ada apa sangat. Rumah kampung je dan of course ada parit panjang sangat. Lepas tu kaki toksah cerita la macamana dah melecet sebab berjalan atas jalan tar panas. Melecet kat bahagian lain pun ada. Aduh seksa betul. Jalan ikut group. Kalau dalam grup kita ada yang lembik dan penat, kita kena tunggu tak boleh tinggal. Kalau dia tak boleh jalan, kena dukung atau pimpin. Kasut sampai haus dan tak de rupa kasut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempat bermalam ialah menumpang di sekolah orang. Tau je sekolah waktu malam, memang seram giler. Bilik air tempat grup saya membersihkan diri siap ada .......lagi. Kita gi toilet dia pun gi toilet. Menyampah. Saja takutkan orang gitu. Makan pun apa bekalan yang ada je. Of course la sardin. Bila dah lambat, makan mentah2. Kalau pun lapar, takde selera nak makan. Nak bermanja? Sori la nak mengadu sakit kat sapa2. Buat kena tengking je. Kalau pengsan baru la dirawat. Kaki melecet pun tanggung sendiri, sapu ubat sendiri... Kuku tanggal pun ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson? Tu je la sekali dalam hidup ni nak jalan macam tu..... Penat wei.....&lt;br /&gt;Banyak pengajaran lain sebenarnya....Kesabaran, kebersamaan, kesanggupan menghadapi cemuhan, bersyukur pada apa yang ada...banyak lagi. Lepas tu bila tengok bas awam rasa macam leganya dan cantiknya bas tu..Nasib baik ada bas service. Kalau jalan kaki? Arghh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7093510431510125793?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7093510431510125793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7093510431510125793' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7093510431510125793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7093510431510125793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/03/uji-cekap-saya.html' title='Uji Cekap Saya'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6738684069863672642</id><published>2009-03-18T00:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:11:44.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comment postponed</title><content type='html'>I realized I haven't comment/post anything on the recent SPM result. I will later when I really absorbed the numbers and the data related to it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with the result. Who won't? Especially when this is the batch that I taught ever since they were in Form 1.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of them. I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So CONGRATES to:&lt;br /&gt;Halim&lt;br /&gt;Salman&lt;br /&gt;Asif&lt;br /&gt;Amin&lt;br /&gt;Al Hassan&lt;br /&gt;Amirul&lt;br /&gt;Abu Dzar&lt;br /&gt;Anas&lt;br /&gt;Hasif&lt;br /&gt;Auzaie&lt;br /&gt;Khalil&lt;br /&gt;Zubeir&lt;br /&gt;Qistina&lt;br /&gt;Sh Aminah&lt;br /&gt;Nasuha&lt;br /&gt;Khadijah&lt;br /&gt;Farhana&lt;br /&gt;Raihana&lt;br /&gt;WanAqilah&lt;br /&gt;Qurratu aini&lt;br /&gt;Suhaila&lt;br /&gt;Haziqah&lt;br /&gt;Syafiqah&lt;br /&gt;Adibah&lt;br /&gt;Rafiq&lt;br /&gt;Aiman&lt;br /&gt;Aizat&lt;br /&gt;Mazran&lt;br /&gt;Afif&lt;br /&gt;Farhan&lt;br /&gt;Afifah&lt;br /&gt;Najwa&lt;br /&gt;Aminah K&lt;br /&gt;Hidayah&lt;br /&gt;Fahima&lt;br /&gt;Rahimah&lt;br /&gt;Salimah&lt;br /&gt;Saleemah&lt;br /&gt;Najiehah&lt;br /&gt;Khaulah&lt;br /&gt;Siti Atikah&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah&lt;br /&gt;Syahmi&lt;br /&gt;Syed Muhajir&lt;br /&gt;Omar&lt;br /&gt;Syazana&lt;br /&gt;Azhan&lt;br /&gt;Ira&lt;br /&gt;Dalilah&lt;br /&gt;Adilah&lt;br /&gt;Afiqah&lt;br /&gt;Syakilah&lt;br /&gt;Amirah&lt;br /&gt;Athirah&lt;br /&gt;Hasbillah&lt;br /&gt;Hanisah&lt;br /&gt;Adzfar&lt;br /&gt;Siti Maryam&lt;br /&gt;Maryam&lt;br /&gt;Hanani&lt;br /&gt;Amar&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad&lt;br /&gt;Sobri&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan&lt;br /&gt;Nur Athirah&lt;br /&gt;Nasihah&lt;br /&gt;Adib&lt;br /&gt;Ayman&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;Liyana&lt;br /&gt;Atikah G&lt;br /&gt;Hakim&lt;br /&gt;dan beberapa lagi yang keluar lepas PMR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang termiss ke?&lt;br /&gt;Senarai bukan berdasarkan keputusan peperiksaan.&lt;br /&gt;Ianya berdasarkan ingatan semata-mata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6738684069863672642?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6738684069863672642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6738684069863672642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6738684069863672642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6738684069863672642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/03/comment-postponed.html' title='comment postponed'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8552274870727668252</id><published>2009-03-16T06:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T07:35:18.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perkara Biasa Tapi Luarbiasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sb2QocCb_iI/AAAAAAAAARw/mSCiPw5atis/s1600-h/Muhammad_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313562159762636322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sb2QocCb_iI/AAAAAAAAARw/mSCiPw5atis/s320/Muhammad_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya selalu cerita tentang follow up Muhammad ke doktor di HKL. So saya akan cerita lagi. Kali ni kami pergi follow up macam biasa di Inst Pediatrik tepi jalan Kg Baru tu.&lt;br /&gt;Scheduled 12 Mac, masih lagi setiap 3 bulan. Kadang-kadang terasa meletihkan, tapi follow up ni sangat penting. To make sure the sign of cancer/tumor would not repeat itself/recur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam biasa pagi pagi kami decide nak pergi walau pun appointment pukul 9.30. Pukul 8 dah move.Tapi biasa la jalan jam orang nak pergi office, kami jadi lambat jugak. Lepas parking di Kg Baru, kami jalan ke inst pediatrik crossing the roads, stopped at traffic light sambil layan Muhammad yang sangat2 excited tengok traffic light dan berhenti betul2 di bawah tiang tu. Penuh dengan 'wow' dan 'aah' dia just to show how wonderful his feeling is at the time standing really2 close to a traffic light pole.(Dah lama jugak interest dia ke traffic light ni, ever since he was a baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai dalam pukul 9 lebih. Kira just nice for the appointment. Register di bahagian x ray untuk ultrasound dan pada masa yang sama register jugak di bahagian clinic untuk jumpa oncologist. Tapi pergi ultrasound dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Orang ramai betul. Semua seat agak penuh di luar tapi dalam bahagian x ray ok la jugak. Ada fish tank dalam tu so Muhammad excited tengok fish and tortoise yang sama tapi dah besar sikit dari dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama sangat duduk doktor dah panggil masuk untuk scan. Memang la Muhammad tak nak baring dan di scan tapi dipaksa jugak. Mula-mula merengek sikit2 lepas tu jerit2 sikit dan akhirnya jerit tangis kuat2. Hisy, dah banyak kali dah pun masih tak suka. Memang knowing Muhammad, takkan dia nak duduk/baring diam2 punya.&lt;br /&gt;Kali ni banyak tempat doktor scan termasuk tengok buah pinggang dia yang abnormal tu. It's not double kidney tapi double system dan the kidney on the right is kinda elongated because of that. Doktor siap buat color kat salur darah so we can see how the system works.&lt;br /&gt;Abdomen pun check, testis pun check, limph nodes pun check.&lt;br /&gt;Then after about half an hour it's all done. We wait for the report outside so that we can bring it to the oncologist next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah dapat report kami tunggu depan Room 6 as usual for our turn. By that time dah almost 11 am. Tengok number kami 13, and tengok number kat depan bilik baru 8. So we decided untuk buat blood test dulu kat room 12 so letak borang darah depan bilik 12 dan book turn. Nasib baik dapat nombor yang berikutnya so kami terus dapat masuk. Less hassle here sebab Muhammad dapat lollipop sebab dia menangis dan nak cabut lari... Diam sekejap tapi nurse brilliant enough to do it all masa diam kejap tu. Ok, done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tunggu balik tapi tak lama cuma 10 minit dan terus dipanggil untuk jumpa oncologist. Dr Eni was not around. Tapi fail Muhammad yang besar tu ditulis nama Dr incharge Dr Eni. Tapi kami jumpa Dr lain yang sama nice macam Dr Eni. Tak pe la kan...&lt;br /&gt;Then we discuss a bit about the current condition and she mentioned that ultrasound today revealed that there's evidence that the left testis pun macam ada 'something' macam biji. We were surprised, even though doctor deliver the news subtly enough that it is all macam tak surprise. Last 3 months blood test was fine, but she said we'll wait for the current blood test to see if there's a change in alpha feta protein reading. Kalau ada(incase it increase to indicate tumor sign) they will definitely call us.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sad, to think about all the consequences of this. Is it going to be an operation to remove it if it is confirmed? Or is it going to be a chemo after? Then my mind goes deeper to whether I'm gonna stop working if chemo has to be done, or continue working as usual?&lt;br /&gt;But it all stop right there and then, when looking at him so cheerful and happy eating corn in the cup as if nothing happened or will happen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah protect him whatever it will be. We'll be here for him with lots of doa and kisses and hugs....&lt;br /&gt;We went to Takaful afterwards for my husband's work matter and then went to akak's school to fetch her result (luarbiasa- akak dapat 4a's 2b's and 2 c's! and we thought that's great) and headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8552274870727668252?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8552274870727668252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8552274870727668252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8552274870727668252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8552274870727668252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/03/perkara-biasa-tapi-luarbiasa.html' title='Perkara Biasa Tapi Luarbiasa'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/Sb2QocCb_iI/AAAAAAAAARw/mSCiPw5atis/s72-c/Muhammad_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8328254451156159750</id><published>2009-03-08T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:09:29.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend yang Panjang</title><content type='html'>Suka betul bila weekend tambah lagi sehari. Rasa macam lebih relax dan santai.(kecuali yang kena gi bengkel, hmm)&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tiap minggu weekend 3 hari kan ke bagus...&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hari ni saya tak pergi bengkel English PMR sebab dah assign cikgu baru pergi. Biarlah mereka pulak yang dapat benda baru. Selain saya dah tiap tahun pergi bengkel tu, hari ni jugak saya luangkan untuk melawat Atok di Klang yang dah uzur. Lama betul tak jenguk dia. Saya masak sambal udang dan tempe goreng sambal campur hati pedal ayam dan ikan bilis...Untuk bawak ke Klang.&lt;br /&gt;Puas hati dapat sembang dan tengok Tok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas Asr kami balik.....&lt;br /&gt;Yeay, esok cuti lagi (time untuk kemas rumah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8328254451156159750?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8328254451156159750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8328254451156159750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8328254451156159750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8328254451156159750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-yang-panjang.html' title='Weekend yang Panjang'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1750878238997217274</id><published>2009-02-27T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:51:32.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag- to answer or not</title><content type='html'>Previously a few weeks ago there's a couple of bloggers tagged me. Been postponing it as it was quite hard( have to spend way too much time infront of the web. So in the end I didn't do it.)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys!&lt;br /&gt;Now, just reading Mar's entry and noticed my name was up for tag again. This one looks easy( I know it will be difficult though)&lt;br /&gt;But lemme try first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 16 things about yourself (eleh, 16 should be kacang, right...??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born 41 years ago, almost. (feel so old when mention that, ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;2. Johore is where I came from, Gelang Patah to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;3. My mom died of cancer when she's 35 and I was about 16.&lt;br /&gt;4. My dad is a fitter/ plumber expert and almost the whole Gelang Patah is his workmanship(I'm serious, he still is, alhamdulillah, sapa tak kenal Nazar Paip)&lt;br /&gt;5. I have 4 younger sisters from the same mother and a brother from my step mother.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm married to a handsome lad from Pahang and have 5 children.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm like you, Mar, get married when I was 23.&lt;br /&gt;8. I got married in the US(such sweet memories)&lt;br /&gt;9. I love arts and crafts, but have no time to focus on it except when I need a break during my busy schedule. (untuk lepas tension)&lt;br /&gt;10. I know how to sew- man's shirt, ladies' baju kurung, girl's dresses, you name it, but strictly for my own family.&lt;br /&gt;11. Taking orders make me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;12. I love to cook Italian, but have not much idea on how to make kuih apa-apa pun. (only love to eat them)&lt;br /&gt;13. It's hard for me to say NO, but I can force myself with guilt in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;14. I always have hard time finding shoes my size with the design I like (size 10).&lt;br /&gt;15. I can imitate other's style of speaking (if I'm an actress, I must be very good, heee)&lt;br /&gt;16. My main weakness, delicious cake! (Gosh, sedapnya cake yang ada lapis chocolate and banana tu kan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1750878238997217274?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1750878238997217274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1750878238997217274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1750878238997217274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1750878238997217274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-to-answer-or-not.html' title='Tag- to answer or not'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6951745053911587457</id><published>2009-02-19T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:22:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>Mungkinkah akan ada pengumuman yang bakal menggembirakan si merah- si merah itu? Kita tunggu Isnin depan....&lt;br /&gt;...dan akan ada juga berita yang menyedihkan mungkin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa-apa pun, terimalah dengan penuh semangat kesukanan, ok (bercakap dengan diri sendiri)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6951745053911587457?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6951745053911587457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6951745053911587457' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6951745053911587457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6951745053911587457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8182910398315851636</id><published>2009-02-18T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:57:44.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Budak ini.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZwub1ckuLI/AAAAAAAAARc/AOaRx8zF34Q/s1600-h/Muhammad_Alia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304165516873873586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZwub1ckuLI/AAAAAAAAARc/AOaRx8zF34Q/s320/Muhammad_Alia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;em&gt;Looking up the sky over Ulu Yam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What's your name?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ammat.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;How old are you?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"three..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What's Abah's name?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Abah..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What's Mak's name?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mak..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What's Kakak's name?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Kakak..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little boy is getting kepoh and kepoh everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8182910398315851636?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8182910398315851636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8182910398315851636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8182910398315851636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8182910398315851636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/02/budak-ini.html' title='Budak ini.....'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZwub1ckuLI/AAAAAAAAARc/AOaRx8zF34Q/s72-c/Muhammad_Alia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7017613201185051358</id><published>2009-02-16T07:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:00:27.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari ni Cuti</title><content type='html'>Eh, macam best plak tak sekolah hari ni....&lt;br /&gt;Pagi macam relax, peace,  tak rushing...boleh breakfast slow and steady je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam kemuncak sukan Al Amin. Overall okey la. Cuma bila sibuk sangat hal merentas desa tu boleh terlupa nak ambik gambar...satu hampeh pun tak ambik. handphone siap tinggal kat bilik guru lagi...Adui....&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak dah boleh post gambar perbarisan yang meriah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau pun saya team Solah, saya heran napa Fatah tak juara???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha anak usrah saya yang majoriti Fatah tu mesti nangis.....&lt;br /&gt;rileks you all, kita kira balik la ya markah tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestnya kalau gi Ampang point hari ni kan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7017613201185051358?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7017613201185051358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7017613201185051358' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7017613201185051358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7017613201185051358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/02/hari-ni-cuti.html' title='Hari ni Cuti'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6478473016845246062</id><published>2009-02-10T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:01:31.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhammad pee in the car!</title><content type='html'>Malam ni as usual hantar abahnya usrah di kerdas since he still cannot drive. Rumah Pakcik Zul. Muhammad of course la nak ikut. Malam lagi dia suka sebab traffic light nampak terang and dia suka sangat traffic light...&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali sampai traffic light dari jauh lagi dah jerit ' tyaffik yight!'...ok, kena jerit sama ngan dia kalau tak dia marah...&lt;br /&gt;After dropkan abah dia we turn back heading home. Not that far...&lt;br /&gt;Betul2 kat last traffic light, waktu dah nak hijau, dia jerit 'kichen, kichen'. Bunyi macam chicken pun ada. Then kata kat dia. ' Mana ada chicken kat traffic light ni?' Sambil mata tengok2 gak kot ada lori bawak ayam...&lt;br /&gt;Then tetiba dia jerit lagi macam nak nangis, kata, oh no, oh no.  Sambil bukak seluar, then senyap je...Pujuk2 jugak suruh sabar sket je lagi dah nak sampai rumah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emm, tetiba dia kata' pandai'...which means dah pee dah pun dalam kereta sebab tak tahan sangat. Isy Muhammad, muhammad....terpaksala 'disinfect' the car sampai je rumah...kalau tak naya je esok bau kereta tu. Dah la baru je hantar basuh semalam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobaan, cobaan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6478473016845246062?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6478473016845246062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6478473016845246062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6478473016845246062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6478473016845246062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/02/muhammad-pee-in-car.html' title='Muhammad pee in the car!'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7915226472445785055</id><published>2009-02-09T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:56:11.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anak-anak</title><content type='html'>Akak.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDL2DNBDI/AAAAAAAAARU/Op-kSbUJM-w/s1600-h/batuburuk8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300810632181646386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDL2DNBDI/AAAAAAAAARU/Op-kSbUJM-w/s320/batuburuk8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muhammad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDLnO3lkI/AAAAAAAAARM/kMGquwffqZM/s1600-h/P25-01-09_10.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300810628204041794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDLnO3lkI/AAAAAAAAARM/kMGquwffqZM/s320/P25-01-09_10.48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alang, Muhammad &amp;amp; Uda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDLvdHjzI/AAAAAAAAARE/Z3G0g7mpdL8/s1600-h/P25-01-09_11.36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300810630411292466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDLvdHjzI/AAAAAAAAARE/Z3G0g7mpdL8/s320/P25-01-09_11.36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angah &amp;amp; Alang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDLEYpuuI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/m6ddfw7S0Y4/s1600-h/batuburuk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300810618849835746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDLEYpuuI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/m6ddfw7S0Y4/s320/batuburuk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDKoLm08I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9mOu0-SdPLQ/s1600-h/Tariq_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300810611278926786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDKoLm08I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9mOu0-SdPLQ/s320/Tariq_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau pandang tiap hari rasa macam masih kecik lagi anak2 ini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7915226472445785055?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7915226472445785055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7915226472445785055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7915226472445785055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7915226472445785055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/02/anak-anak.html' title='Anak-anak'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SZBDL2DNBDI/AAAAAAAAARU/Op-kSbUJM-w/s72-c/batuburuk8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1697176055483060456</id><published>2009-01-31T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:34:01.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MRSM, To go or Not to go. That is the Question.</title><content type='html'>So the official result of MRSM to be from Al Amin is out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. AHMAD FAIZ BIN ZULKIPILI&lt;br /&gt;MRSM TUN GHAFAR BABA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. AHMAD TAQIYUDDIN BIN SHAHRIMAN&lt;br /&gt;MRSM PENGKALAN HULU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. AISYAH BINTI JUARES RIZAL&lt;br /&gt;MRSM TUN GHAFAR BABA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ANWAR WAJDI TOANTOWEE&lt;br /&gt;MRSM KUALA BERANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. HUSNA NADHIRAH BT NASIR&lt;br /&gt;MRSM TUN GHAFAR BABA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. MOHD FAHRULRADZI BIN BUKHARI&lt;br /&gt;MRSM PENGKALAN CHEPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. NUR IZZATI BINTI MOHD SHAIFUL BAHRI&lt;br /&gt;MRSM KUANTAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. SAID MUHAMMAD FAHMI BIN SAID ANUAR&lt;br /&gt;MRSM ALOR GAJAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. MUHAMMAD ALI UTHMAN BIN AHMAD (Ali, you baru je masuk balik Al Amin...nak gi jugak ke??)&lt;br /&gt;MRSM BALIK PULAU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. MUHAMMAD ARIFFUDIN BIN MOHD DAUD&lt;br /&gt;MRSM BENTONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of them, next week will be their last week in Al Amin since most will register on 10th of February.Except for Arifuddin which MRSM Bentong is a new mrsm so prolly a bit later than everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, if you go, I wish you all luck and make sure you show them your Al Amin qualities and be the leaders.&lt;br /&gt;May Allah give you strength and iman always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me!&lt;br /&gt;(go to my other blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1697176055483060456?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1697176055483060456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1697176055483060456' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1697176055483060456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1697176055483060456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/01/mrsm-to-go-or-not-to-go-that-is.html' title='MRSM, To go or Not to go. That is the Question.'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-716597355118227658</id><published>2009-01-27T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:51:13.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Trengganu Yang Aman Damai</title><content type='html'>Jauh betul la KT....&lt;br /&gt;Dari Kuantan ke sempadan negeri Trengganu dekaat je. Tapi nak ke KT, fuh, 200 km lagi ke atas...&lt;br /&gt;Saya dah tau fakta tu tapi bila go through the real thing again, rasa macam, bila la nak sampai ni, bila la nak sampai ni. Masa tu la terbayang masa duduk KT dulu setahun menumpang MRSM KT di Batu Rakit. Jauhnya mak aii nak balik JB bila cuti sem. Berdengung duk dalam bas tak sampai-sampai.&lt;br /&gt;Last time gi KT husband drive. Now sendiri kena drive. Tak de la teruk sangat. Tapi the morning after, kat rumah my bro in law, rasa macam lenguh2 badan dan belakang...bukan macam lagi dah, memang lenguh pun..&lt;br /&gt;Bak kata Dena, susahnya nak gi KT. Memang pun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi berbaloi la sebab seronok jugak. Walau pun kami sentiasa teringat Palestin sebenarnya. Tak main2...Setiap kali berhenti nak beli minuman ke apa, mesti hati2 dan pesan memesan supaya tak beli barang yang diboikot.&lt;br /&gt;Dan kalau dalam setahun, memang cuti 'instant' macam ni je la yang dapat berjalan. Yang lain2 cuti sekolah tu bukannya cuti pun. Gi sekolah jugak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai KT, kami tidur lena lepas minum2, bual2 dan menung2. Bila pagi BIL tanya ada nyamuk tak? Ha, nyamuk? Ada nyamuk eh...tak sedar apa pun. Agaknya kena gigit yang lebih besar dari nyamuk pun kita orang mesti tak sedar gak sebab penat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi2 kul 9 kami dah pergi ke Taman Tamadun Islam. Hari Ahad rupanya baru perasan orang suma kerja termasuk BIL. So kami gi sendiri sebab senang nak cari. Lagi pun ada adik sorang lagi yang dah expert so tak lah sesat ke apa ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk ke TTI tu kena bayar 10 hinggit dewasa dan 5 kanak2. Tapi dapat voucher makanan 15 hinggit so ok jugak la. Memang berbalooi tapi penatnya...kawasannya besar sangat. Mula2 pergi masjid kristal terapung tu dulu...&lt;br /&gt;Cantikknya...dari jauh cukup mengkagumkan. Tapi bila dekat macam tak berapa pulak.. Tapi masih kagum jugak la...Ada board walk disediakan sepanjang tepi muara sampai lah ke masjid tapi kelakar betul Muhammad macam fobia takut jalan atas air..So dia jalan kat atas sikit.&lt;br /&gt;Sampai je masjid bila dah habis nganga2 tengok dan round2, kami pusing balik nak gi TTI. Tapi Muhammad tak nak berganjak. Dia dah jatuh hati kat menara masjid tu. (Dia kata ais krim sebab bentuk kun macam kun ais krim) Puas jugak la heret dia sampai dia jerit2. Semua orang tengok kami. Ala ala culik budak gitu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila round TTI memula husband ajak naik keretapi je yang ronda keliling taman. Tapi budak2 suma kata tak nak sebab nak jenguk satu2 semua replika monumen. Dan nak ambik gambar dekat2. Wokei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha bila betul2 round baru le rasa betapa penatnya meronda semua semua. Tambah pulak kami semua ronda sambil kejar si Muhammad yang penuh ideanya yang tersendiri. Dia memang sangat sangat minat kubah dan menara masjid. Dan hampir semua monumen tu ada kubah dan menara. So ada sesetengah yang dia 'jatuh hati', dia tak nak berganjak. Siap naik lagi mana yang boleh naik. Ketuk pintu beri salam pun... Bila kita nak move to the next replika, dia boleh pusing balik pergi semula yang kita semua dah pergi. Terpaksa kejar. Dah la  dia lari laju. Adui.... itu pun orang suruh saya beranak lagi...Yang sorang ni pun dah tak larat nak kejar..isyh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila habis semua, kami rehat kejap minum2 free sebab guna voucher. Then keluar dari TTI.&lt;br /&gt;Pas tu nampak sign LOSONG so kami belok gi Kg Losong. Saje nak survey keropok losong yang famous tu. Beli la 4 bungkus konon nak try and besok boleh la gi lagi dan beli untuk bawak balik...&lt;br /&gt;Then pergi lunch kat satu kedai tu...Mak mertua saya baca macam2 doa takut orang kedai pekena kita orang sebab tengok orang luar kang dia charge mahal. Sebabnya dah ramai kawan yang terkena makan biasa je 2 orang pun dia mintak 50 hinggit padahal warung cabuk..Tak patut hanya semata bawak kereta plet luar Trengganu. Tapi ok je kedai yang kami makan tu. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila nak balik saje je bukak keropok dan makan. Sedar tak sedar habis 2 bungkus sebab memang sedap betul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok harinya Isnin Raya Cina, semua orang cuti. Kami decide nak gi Batu Buruk Beach berkelah. Tapi pagi buta pergi Pasar Payang dulu cari breakfast. Aduh, rambang mata kami sebab kuih muih banyak macam2 rupa dan nampak sedap dan MURAH! Ada ke 5 kuih sehinggit. Mana dapat cari kuih harga tu dah kat KL? Maybe la kat Kelantan tapi mostly 3 sehinggit atau satu 40 sen macam kat AA.&lt;br /&gt;Suami suka nasi dagang so kami beli nasi dagang sehinggit jugak sebungkus. Pas tu bila nak balik umah BIL, singgah kat warung belakang Midtown Hotel nak beli pulak nasi dagang situ sebab memang dulu pernah rasa sangat2 sedap! Guess what...dah habis padahal baru kul 8. Ramainya orang dah beli berpuluh2 bungkus. Pergi la warung sebelahnya. Ok je la tak sesedap yang dah habis tu...Tak de rezeki nak rasa yang tu. Tapi dapat yang lain pun tak pe la. Ada orang langsung tak dapat makan dalam dunia ni kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkelah pun seronok. Walau pun undang2 kata DILARANG MANDI, kami rasa seronok. Main layang2, Tengok ombak dan air laut yang nampak macam ganas tu...Mesti dalam sebab nampak lain macam je ombak tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad masih buat scene sebab takut air. Nak pandang ombak pun dia tak nak. Duduk je kat bangku main kereta yang dia bawak. Bila paksa ke gigi air dia jerit kuat2 sampai suma orang tengok. Ala ala culik budak scene 2. Hisy kenapa la Muhammad ni.. Fobia semacam ngan air laut atau sungai. Nasib baik mandi kat bilik air dia ok je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah puas berkelah makan2 dan main2 air sket, main layang2 sampai berpeluh2, kami pun balik. Singgah Kg Losong lagi sebab nak beli keropok untuk bawak balik. Tengok2 orang punya la ramai. Sampai kedai keropok reject customer sebab stok habis. Nasib baik ada satu kedai tu accept oder kami. Tunggu la dia buat dan masak. 45 minit jugak. Orang lain yang datang dari merata tempat ramai yang tak dapat. Patutnya buat la banyak2 kan sebab dah tau cuti....orang memang ramai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, itulah antara aktivit kami di Kuala Trengganu. Masa tak cukup sebab nak kena balik. On the way singgah Nor Arfa Batik tengok galeri baru dia orang yang besar giler tu. Siap boleh tengok demo buat batik lagi....Pas tu masuk kedai yang besar tu dan terliur tengok batik2 mahal tu. Kalau la dia tak potong siap2 4 ela memang saya dah beli dah. Tapi bila dah siap potong ni, tak dapat la nak beli. Nanti singkat kalau buat baju kurung. Tak best la...So tengok2 je. Mak mertua beli jugak sikit.&lt;br /&gt;Pas tu macam nyesal plak tak beli kaftan Nor Arfa. Isyh...boleh cari alasan nak gi lagi ke Kuala Trengganu. Kan kan kan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-716597355118227658?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/716597355118227658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=716597355118227658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/716597355118227658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/716597355118227658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/01/kuala-trengganu-yang-aman-damai.html' title='Kuala Trengganu Yang Aman Damai'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3229279924294980475</id><published>2009-01-27T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:15:07.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan Jalan cari Kuala Trengganu</title><content type='html'>Suami kata, 'Jom kita gi Kuala Trengganu cuti ni'&lt;br /&gt;Saya mengiyakan je. Sebab bila ditanya macam tu rasa macam best jugak. Tapi tak kata apa-apa. Ikut je. Dia nak bawak mak, ok je. Mak mertua saya tentunya seronok sebab dah lama berhajat. Maklum je anaknya (adik ipar saya) kerja di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selang dua hari sebelum pergi, suami kata, ' Eh, you kena drive lah ke sana all the way'. Dalam hati kata, ' ni mesti masa ajak dia tak perasan yang kena drive nanti saya sorang'...&lt;br /&gt;But I don't mind. Dah almost a month I have to drive since he can't because of his eyes. So tak lah rasa macam burden sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi Sabtu, kami ke Hospital dulu sebab nak read Mantoux Test yang dibuat 4 days ago. Maklum je Sabtu long weekend, nampak kosong je hospital. Siap parking kat depan pintu hospital. Dalam hati terfikir gak gaknya tak de orang sakit dah kot.&lt;br /&gt;Naik wad 6B, tunggu punyela lama. Ingat read test kejap je. Rupanya doktor layan pesakit dalam wad dulu, Kemudian baru la tengok outpatient. Tension betul. Datang pukul 8 ingat kan 8.30 boleh la balik. Rupanya pukul 10 baru nak baca result.&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah selesai round tengah KL jap buat itu dan ini related to husband punya kerja. Then rush home kemas2 basuh2 pinggan mangkuk etc, dan bertolak dalam pukul 2...Lari jauh dari rancangan awal.&lt;br /&gt;Masuk je tol Karak, terus trafik merangkak. Rupanya semua orang bertolak waktu ni la nak balik kampung. Aduh.....dah nak Asr baru sampai rumah mak mertua. Solat2 kemas sket2 barang mak, terus jalan ke arah Temerloh. Jem lagi kat Triang entah kenapa. Masuk hiway baru dapat laju sket.&lt;br /&gt;Pukul 12 malam selepas melalui jem, hujan sesangat lebat dan trafik yang banyak, baru la kami berlapan dan 3 ekor anak kucing comel sampai di Kuala Trengganu. Fuh, nasib baik rasa mengantuk sikiit je dan dapat cover dengan black roast coffee dalam tin yang sejuk segar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lega....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti sambung cerita apa kami buat di Kuala T....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3229279924294980475?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3229279924294980475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3229279924294980475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3229279924294980475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3229279924294980475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/01/jalan-jalan-cari-kuala-trengganu.html' title='Jalan Jalan cari Kuala Trengganu'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-331141929926494076</id><published>2009-01-20T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:10:02.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Satu Lagi</title><content type='html'>Like Hasif my blogger friend, I've decided to start another blog. I'll jot down all my experience in teaching ever since I started in the 90's back in rural Pahang till now.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my new blog&lt;a href="http://assamgarram.blogspot.com/"&gt; ( Asam Garam Seorang Guru) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-331141929926494076?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/331141929926494076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=331141929926494076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/331141929926494076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/331141929926494076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-satu-lagi.html' title='Blog Satu Lagi'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8736607080654017910</id><published>2009-01-16T19:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:05:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuh Fuh Dusty Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SXB2bF6bfcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mb1SguywF0I/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291859769976126914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SXB2bF6bfcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mb1SguywF0I/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SXB2a5NImwI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RlLUmdH6SeE/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291859766564920066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SXB2a5NImwI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RlLUmdH6SeE/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SXB2ah91zSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fAgzdk0hy8I/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291859760326757666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SXB2ah91zSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fAgzdk0hy8I/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's been many days since I write anything. Too much things had happen, especially at work. But I'm so not in the mood to write about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at home things are pretty calm. Muhammad didnt go to his nursery coz his sister takes care of him every day. Thank Allah I have my daughter. Even though Muhammad is a handful, when I got back from work she already cook a simple dish and did one round of laundry. And even hang them outside to dry. The house is a mess, but I don't mind. I do a quick cleaning and clearing and all back to normal and spiffit. And the house is even better when Sidah comes in the weekend to iron and clean....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for my short short weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8736607080654017910?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8736607080654017910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8736607080654017910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8736607080654017910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8736607080654017910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/01/fuh-fuh-dusty-blog.html' title='Fuh Fuh Dusty Blog...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SXB2bF6bfcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mb1SguywF0I/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4102024264489900771</id><published>2009-01-08T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:10:25.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009, 1430</title><content type='html'>I realised that my entry stopped at exactly the end of 2008. And family and work comes first, in that order, then blogging. That's why it seems like I forgot about new entry for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the havoc world and if too many things happened around me at the same time cause the pausing of my brain. I move like a robot. Fast and calculated. And blogging to me need the emotion factor. If not, I don't really know how to write well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm less tense (still busy though), I sit down in front of the pc(I left my laptop at the school today) and try to think. And write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things had happened. With the new school year that starts fairly well, and my husband got his double vision back because of the viral fever, time seems so precious. I really really wanted to comment on Palestine issue, but managed to do it only in my head. I really really wanted to go to my usrah but the timing is not right. I have to make sure the first week of the school (my school and my kids') runs smoothly. Without any major problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's always problems everywhere. A few teachers resigned. Have to find replacement. Found replacement after a couple of interviews, then the new ones resigned. JQaf etc offered and of course they'll go for that as they pay us peanuts here at the school. Who can compare govt pay? Besides their salary, it will be a breeze to get loans and subsidies, spacious teachers quarters close to workplace, etc etc....right? Plus you'll never get fired. Even though you becomes mentally disturbed the most that they do to you is transfer you to another school. Believe me, I came from govt school too...Scary isn't it , knowing that your kids are in govt school.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well...no complain here even though I'm being paid peanuts...Still targeting to go for Hajj with my dearest in 2010, hopefully, insyaallah. (jealous kat Hjh Elisa, but also proud of her though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah my children and their school are doing ok this 3 days.... They have to walk back from school, and to the PAFA school since their dad cannot drive. At least I can send them in the morning. But that cause me to be late to work every day.. but that's ok. I'm not that late, just a couple of minutes usually. (I blame the traffic jam in front of the school too, since every parent is sending their kids the first week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Palestine issue. I hate what happen. I read the doa that my friend Arasy post in her blog. May Allah help them, may Allah help them....&lt;br /&gt;McD announced clearly the other day that they are helping Israel. (There goes the double prosperity burger- I swear I'll make my own. It will be more delicious than McD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a lot of work to do, and sleepy and tired....&lt;br /&gt;But alhamdulillah....I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s It's 18 years of blissful marriage for us, hubby and I on 4th January, alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4102024264489900771?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4102024264489900771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4102024264489900771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4102024264489900771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4102024264489900771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-1430.html' title='2009, 1430'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7498173110294061543</id><published>2008-12-31T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:35:50.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR Results Review 2008</title><content type='html'>Early Tuesday morning I went out early to school. I've told Cikgu Norma that we are going together to the PPD to get the PMR result.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we went with her car and arrived just in time for the briefing by En Rashid. After a few announcements and distribution of important papers and letters, we were given the huge envelope with the results.&lt;br /&gt;We were kinda nervous and like 2 little girls excited about something we open the envelope. First thing we did is looking up Nabil Afham's result since his mom is there representing SMK Bkt Indah. Alhamdulillah! Afham got all A's. His mom was so happy...&lt;br /&gt;Then we scroll through the papers and quickly notice that the Arabic subject column is a bit different then the others as the latter are filled with A' and B's but the former got so many C's and D's.&lt;br /&gt;Then we look up every subject to see any E's.&lt;br /&gt;Ha?! BM, PI, Geog and Sejarah got 1 failed each. Arabic got 16! The other subject got none, alhamdulillah. But last year only English and Arabic got failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly do a quick counting in my head. Hmm, I predict the GPK will be down than last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, I counted the number of 9a's and 8 a's. 28 students got 9a's and 13 got 8 a's,  out of 115. That is good. Almost like last year's, where 26 got 9 a's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During trial, I predicted about 40 plus students will get 9 a's. I guess Arabic was tough and most 8a's students didn't a's their Arabic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my students did very well. Although the GPK is worse a bit than last year, the number of passes in maths, Science and English have increased . And I'm so glad no one fails English...First time in many years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't really mind the E's. Of course I wish they were D's at least, but maybe this is what Allah had given to us. There's always hikmah in everything. From the very beginning, when students apply to enter the school, we never stream them like the MRSM or certain boarding school that only accept 5 a's and 4 a's UPSR to their school... We accept almost everybody. No matter how their UPSR is. Maybe there's a few exceptions like the Quran and the Arabic  where they must have the basic knowledge of these 2.&lt;br /&gt;I want the students to excel  or at least exposed to Al Amin's style of learning, not just academically excellent. At least if not excellent in academic, they know what ukhuwwah is. What usrah is, and can memorise a few juzu of the Quran and know the fun of camping and climbing the mountains, or exploring the world out there in their Wafdul Amin and Explorace.&lt;br /&gt;Every child is gifted in their own way. I hope parents won't blame or critisice their children for not being excellent in academic. Exam or PMR is just a test.  There are so many other things to learn and to gain at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, alhamdulillah and congratulations to each and everyone of you Form 3 out there especially Al Aminians and to be specific, the students I teach this year. To those who scored 9 a's, like Huda, Wardah, Nabihah, Saidatul, Syifa, Anith, Aisyah, Aisyah J, etc etc in 3 Ar razy, 3 Sayuti and 3 Shafei. Also those who scored 8a's like Sarah, Wany, Fahrul, Faiz, Fahmi etc etc to name just a few.... Also to those who got 7 a's, 6 a's, 5a's, 4 a's, 3 a's, 2 a's 1 a's and no a's. It's ok... you've tried your best and let's get ready for Form 4.. ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tahun baru 1430 Hijrah and 2009 Masihi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7498173110294061543?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7498173110294061543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7498173110294061543' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7498173110294061543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7498173110294061543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/pmr-results-review-2008.html' title='PMR Results Review 2008'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4020260785013767461</id><published>2008-12-30T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:35:52.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena tag lagi</title><content type='html'>Si Dena tu tag saya lagi. Mentang-mentang hari tu saya kata dia cute mute.... Tapi hari ni saya cuba sambut tag dia bukan sebab dia cute, tapi sebab saya rasa tag ni menarik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weird things about myself (susah soalan ni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born in a car on the way to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was almost named Rahayu because the car had to park in Jalan Straits View, JB so that my mom can give birth to me in peace....(notice the rhyme? 'Rahayu' - Straits View)..&lt;em&gt;nasib baik tak jadi ambik nama tu, hish...&lt;/em&gt; ada muka macam Rahayu ke saya ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When I was young, I hate the color yellow and green and both can make me dizzy and puke anytime.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I can remember my first shoes and the moment I tried them on and  walk in those shoes (with the help of my mom because I don't know how to walk properly with the shoes). Weird, because that was when I was almost 2 years old. How many of you can still remember the things you do when you were 2 years old? ............See, I told you it's weird...&lt;br /&gt;5.  Have you ever played bluff? With the cards? No one ever beaten me in this game, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I wear size 10 shoes now. Big feet. But when I was in secondary school, my shoe size was 6.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I think I only have 6 weird things la Dena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag Dimi, Afham, Cikgu Arasy, My sis Imlah, Lurhaf, Wardah and Huda.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4020260785013767461?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4020260785013767461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4020260785013767461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4020260785013767461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4020260785013767461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/kena-tag-lagi.html' title='Kena tag lagi'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-1757070196107167495</id><published>2008-12-28T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:26:42.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous nervous</title><content type='html'>Hmm , just can feel it somehow that the Form 3's are nervous since  PmR and PmRI result is nearer. In 2 days time I'll know the result first, before them  and others, ha ha.... Mean kan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also nervous a bit. But whatever it is, it will not be the end of the world, I hope. PMR and PMRI is just an assessment. From experience, those who score all A's not necessarily A's their Form 4 and 5s. Some who just average can do very well in form 4 and 5s too. Menengah atas and bawah are so different in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear Form 3 students, whatever your result is, alhamdulillah and congratulations for being able to go through the whole year without much glitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys in Form 4! (I tak ajar Form 4)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-1757070196107167495?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/1757070196107167495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=1757070196107167495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1757070196107167495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/1757070196107167495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/nervous-nervous.html' title='Nervous nervous'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-4076699515841738522</id><published>2008-12-27T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:42:39.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dena's Tag</title><content type='html'>Ok, Dena tagged me. Jarang2 I sambut tag orang. Tapi sebab Dena cute mute (jangan perasan ya, buat cool je) so nak try le:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me&lt;br /&gt;# Characteristic: Can be selamba at times, student yang I tak ajar kata I garang. And in actuality I'm the opposite of all that.&lt;br /&gt;# Gender:  female, of course&lt;br /&gt;# Language: malay mostly but felt easier writing in English. knew bits of Arabic. And memorise 1 chinese song, he  he&lt;br /&gt;# Interest: reading, sewing and crafts. Sometimes love drawing and colourings but only in my head.&lt;br /&gt;# Favourite colour: blue and brown&lt;br /&gt;# Favourite subjects: biology (still do)&lt;br /&gt;# Life ambition: medical doctor (still), even though I know it's kinda impossible now that I'm already 40 and living in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;My Appearance&lt;br /&gt;# Height: 158 cm, sama cam Dena&lt;br /&gt;# Eye colour: dark brown&lt;br /&gt;# Eye colour you want: lite brown&lt;br /&gt;# Hair colour: brunette&lt;br /&gt;# Hair colour you want: black&lt;br /&gt;# Glasses or contacts: both&lt;br /&gt;# Do you wear make up: no, just moisturiser on my face&lt;br /&gt;# Hair extension: what for?&lt;br /&gt;# Ever paint fingernails: no&lt;br /&gt;In the opposite gender&lt;br /&gt;# What colour eyes: lite brown&lt;br /&gt;# What colour hair: black&lt;br /&gt;# Sexy/handsome: both&lt;br /&gt;# Serious or fun: both&lt;br /&gt;# Age: 40&lt;br /&gt;# A turn on: ??&lt;br /&gt;# A turn off: man who curse&lt;br /&gt;This or that game&lt;br /&gt;# Flowers or chocolates: flowers&lt;br /&gt;# Pepsi or coke: coke&lt;br /&gt;# Rap/rock/slow music:slow&lt;br /&gt;# Relationship or one night stand:relationship (I'm married)&lt;br /&gt;# Love or money: love and some money&lt;br /&gt;Favourites&lt;br /&gt;# Movie: Sleepless in Seattle&lt;br /&gt;# Singer: Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;# Food: mee bandung muar&lt;br /&gt;# Country: US&lt;br /&gt;#Animal: cats&lt;br /&gt;# Scent: lily of the valley&lt;br /&gt;# Song: Anything that's calming and soothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah juga rupanya nak jawab tag questions cam ni ya.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-4076699515841738522?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/4076699515841738522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=4076699515841738522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4076699515841738522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/4076699515841738522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/denas-tag.html' title='Dena&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3033765166915742949</id><published>2008-12-24T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:44:10.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double denggi</title><content type='html'>So platelet Angah dari 86 turun ke 70 turun ke 66 turun ke 54.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor kata admit. So semalam masuk wad. Oleh kerana sekarang Selangor top denggi area, dan Selayang Hospital diserbu pesakit2 yang kena denggi, rupanya wad khas wad denggi telah diwujudkan. Iaitu wad kelas 1  10B telah dijadikan wad denggi.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...attendant pun sorong Angah naik sampai je tingkat 10. Bilik 1? Alamak sorang2. Besar pulak tu. Siap ada meja solek lagi.. 3 kerusi empuk!  Wad kelas 1 lah katakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macamana ni ngah? Berani ke mak tinggal angah malam ni. Mak kena balik ni.&lt;br /&gt;Ok kot, Angah kata.&lt;br /&gt;Bukak je pintu jangan tutup.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tinggalkan dia lepas solat Isya' dalam kul 10 jugak lah. Lepas ajar dia macamana nak gi bilik air bawak drip. Ajar dulu tutup drip. Ajar ambik wudhu dengan drip, dan solat dengan drip. Hmm, dia ok...dan confident. Saya tinggalkan handfone saya kat dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang tadi dia call cakap nurse kata boleh balik. Selesai hantar suami ke HQ, kami pergi ambil dia. Platelet dah naik ke 70, alhamdulillah. Doktor bagi surat. Bila baca rupanya surat pelepasan dari pembayaran kerana memang ada peruntukan dari govt untuk penyakit berjangkit. Untuk Selangor je ke atau semua? Saya tak pasti.  So free je lah. Lepas delete nama kat registration di ER kami pun balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di rumah, clinic Seri Indah call kata platelet suami saya pulak dah turun ke 96. Alamak!&lt;br /&gt;Nampaknya kena ke hospital Selayang lagi esok!&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah! Permudahkanlah urusan kami...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3033765166915742949?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3033765166915742949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3033765166915742949' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3033765166915742949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3033765166915742949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/double-denggi.html' title='Double denggi'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6314513250446674572</id><published>2008-12-23T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:03:18.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denggi....</title><content type='html'>Jam sekarang menunjukkan 1.36 pagi. Saya baru balik dari hospital selayang dan terus mengadap komputer sebab ada kerja esok yang belum siap. Hmm, macam tak tidur je malam ni.&lt;br /&gt;Angah dah demam 5 hari dengan sakit kepala yang amat, dan awal2 demam siap diarhea lagi. Doktor kat klinik kata tempoh hari kalau dah 5 hari demam lagi , datang semula ke klinik. Suami pun demam jugak dah 2 hari. Sama macam angah sakit kepala dan demam kuat yang kalau lambat sikit je makan ubat dia datang balik.&lt;br /&gt;So petang tadi balik kerja pukul 3 saya terus bawak  mereka ke klinik. Doktor ambik darah angah dan kata dalam 4 jam lagi dia call. Suami pulak doktor bagi ubat macam2 termasuk la vitamin C dan multi vit. Agaknya kalau berterusan sampai 5 hari pun jadi macam angah kena check darah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rilek punya rilek kat rumah, klinik call kata angah punya platlete (betul ke eja dia ni?) dah 86. Normal 150-450. Klinik suruh datang dan ambik refer letter.&lt;br /&gt;Sampai klinik, dapat surat terus gi selayang, emergency area. Punya la ramai manusia. Padahal dah pukul 10 malam.  Tak  de la lama sangat tunggu, bila jumpa doktor doktor kata buat blood test lagi nak tengok platlete turun ke tak. Tup tup turun jadi 70, so kena masuk air sekarang juga la...kata doktor. So about 40 minutes la, 2 botol air masuk. Masa nak cucuk jarum kat tangan untuk pasang drip, nurse try kiri, tak boleh. Try kanan pun tak boleh. Last last kat atas lengan sikit baru boleh. Angah sebenarnya nervous nak dicucuk jarum and dia tarik tangan bila nurse cucuk.... Nasib nurse tu baik hati tak marah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah habis, kami pun balik bersama pesanan staffnurse suruh datang pepagi buta pukul 8 esok  untuk check blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam macam....&lt;br /&gt;Allah sentiasa menguji kita. Jangan ingat kita dah senang lenang, tak de apa masalah, harta pun melimpah ruah (walau ekonomi meleset) kita boleh terus rilek gitu aje.&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak kata saya senang. Saya biasa je. Tapi saya percaya Allah menguji ni ada hikmahnya, insyaAllah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6314513250446674572?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6314513250446674572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6314513250446674572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6314513250446674572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6314513250446674572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/denggi.html' title='Denggi....'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-165221890518118249</id><published>2008-12-21T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:44:24.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Website Al Amin</title><content type='html'>Website yang sedang dalam pembinaan...&lt;br /&gt;Saya contribute sket news dalam website ni&lt;br /&gt;Try &lt;a href="http://alamin.sps.net.my/smiaagombak/"&gt;http://alamin.sps.net.my/smiaagombak/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-165221890518118249?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/165221890518118249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=165221890518118249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/165221890518118249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/165221890518118249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/website-al-amin.html' title='Website Al Amin'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-7838664821410006602</id><published>2008-12-11T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:33:34.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hospital Visit</title><content type='html'>So today is Muhammad's follow up with the Pediatric Institute KL Hospital, again. We are very late for the suppose to  be 9.30 appointment. Just one of those late mornings...and since it's the school holiday, I'm not that eager to go out. Love my rare morning sleep, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the hospital at 10.40...&lt;br /&gt; 10.40!? Lucky us the registration nurse didn't say anything when she looked at the appointment card. We did the same routine. First, weigh and measure Muhammad's height. He lost 0.6 kg. Why? Guess because he didn't eat much. He didn't like everything except eggs and chicken. Minus the rice. Sometimes he eats slice bread(plain). He still take his chocolate milk occasionally, on demand.&lt;br /&gt; We should do the ultra sound first but we didn't. I took a number to see the oncologist and also another number for blood test. It's not that I didn't want to do the ultrasound first, but from experience, he would cry his lungs out in the imaging room and it would be very difficult to take the blood test later. So whatever that's less stressful for all of us(read: me and his dad).&lt;br /&gt;Not very long our number was called to see the doc. Dr Mahfuzah is on duty. Dr Eni, the usual dr attending him is not around. He was screaming as usual before anything was done(the check up etc) So his dad brought him outside the doctor's room to calm him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the long explaination from the doctor. And the fact that we didnt do the ultrasound first and all she got is the last 3 months ultrasound report, bla bla bla. Then I told  the doc about his bout of prolonged seizures in September and the 2 weeks stay at the Selayang Hospital etc etc. And also his duplex system of right kidney that we just knew about.&lt;br /&gt;But Dr Mahfuzah is very nice and although very surprised with all the latest development of Muhammad, she remains calm and keep asking whether Muhammad is calm enough so that she can check him.&lt;br /&gt;After thanking Dr Mahfuzah we went out and were called for the blood test. Then we hurried to the radiology to do the ultrasound. Lucky we didnt have to wait long.&lt;br /&gt;Just like last time, it's very hard to make him lie down and be still. Then I took my phone and turn on pocoyo videos and he calm a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Everything looks normal, Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, we stopped at the mee bandung restaurant behind Tawakkal Hospital. He was screaming wanting something from the shop nearby. His dad bought a few candies to make him quiet so that we could eat. It worked for a few minutes only. Then he requested something else that we don't know and scream so loud that all the patrons at the restaurant were looking at us like we are abusing or kidnapping this little kid....arghh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hurried home and he was asleep the minute we got in the car. What a relief....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-7838664821410006602?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/7838664821410006602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=7838664821410006602' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7838664821410006602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/7838664821410006602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/hospital-visit.html' title='The Hospital Visit'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-831730284963267609</id><published>2008-12-05T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:14:34.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semua dah habis...ye ke?</title><content type='html'>Emm...student form 5 dah habis SPM...&lt;br /&gt;Student Form 4 dah habis Wafdul Amin...&lt;br /&gt;Saya? Dah habis cuti....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua dah habis, for now lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestnya Form 5 dah habis exam SPM. Teringat masa berkurun dulu waktu saya habis SPM...terus mati kutu dan rasa kehilangan kawan yang amat....duduk asrama memang la. Kawan adalah segalanya...tanpa dia orang, tak de makna. Masa tu la..Fikiran budak2 lagi kan. Tak matured langsung. Apa saya buat lepas SPM? Saya pun tak pasti. Yang pasti, semuanya tak  menarik...tapi benda2 tak menarik tulah yang banyak memberi pengajaran sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesti Form 4 ada yang sedih bila Wafdul Amin dah abis... Teringat 'Wafdul Amin' saya dulu waktu Form 3 lepas PMR. Bagi kami Projek Anak Angkat la. Lagi tak matured. Tapi kena hantar ke Felda Leng@ di Mu@r . Satu rumah 2 orang. Masih ingat lagi mak angkat saya yang ibu tunggal, suaminya dah lama meninggal dan kena besarkan anak2 termasuk seorang yang cacat. Tapi best sebab dia sangat2 baik. Banyak betul kenangan manis kat sana. Ada yang sensored tak boley cerita. Bukan apa, ada pembaca blog ni kanak2 riang Al Amin, so tak boleh tau...he he&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila balik memang saya nangis dalam bas sebab sedih...serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuti saya? Seronok walau pun hujan tiap hari waktu petang. Tapi aktiviti jalan2 kami buat pagi2. Bila lewat petang dan malam, kami lepak. Masak2, makan2, tidur, tengok tv(macam kat rumah je) Tapi yang bestnya walau pun hati teringat kat sekolah dan jadual yang belum siap+ interview cikgu baru, saya teringat kejaaap je. Lepas tu lupa sebab teringat yang saya tengah bercuti...emm.....tak sangka habis dah cuti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sekarang dah nak raya pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada semua, Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha? Berkorban tak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-831730284963267609?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/831730284963267609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=831730284963267609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/831730284963267609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/831730284963267609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/semua-dah-habisye-ke.html' title='Semua dah habis...ye ke?'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2866653601708099691</id><published>2008-12-01T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:13:20.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Time Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/STPijC8bckI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6tQRmVsA0X0/s1600-h/cameron1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274808680294609474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/STPijC8bckI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6tQRmVsA0X0/s320/cameron1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/STPiiWTc5QI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rhhzDLIASE0/s1600-h/cameron2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274808668311577858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/STPiiWTc5QI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rhhzDLIASE0/s320/cameron2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband said today, " Don't go to school tomorrow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart jumped for a few seconds, excited about the thought of not going. I've been working ever since the school hols started 3 weeks ago. Maybe there's one day I didn't go because I don't have my car. But other than that, I went at least up until noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I thought that how could I not go. The Principal asked me to join his meeting with Mr Indera to discuss about additional space and building to be added to fulfill the growing number of students and teachers. To sit down and discuss about new halls and classes and labs and teacher's room would be great. But I still cannot imagine where they are going to fit in all of those. I know they want my input because I have the data, the numbers, the ratios. And I cant imagine when all that will materialise. Next year? Next next year? Or another 10 years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I don't feel like going to the meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After maghrib I read my messages on the phone. One of them came from the Principal. The meeting is postpone to Friday. What a relief.... But I wont be here on Friday...I reply his message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I can plan lots of things tomorrow for our 'break' starting Wednesday. I'll pack our bags and food to bring. Yeah....can't wait.(Though we've been to the same place many times before)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, I don't know whether I can stop thinking about school during the vacation......Arghh....&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/365520194540730614-2866653601708099691?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2866653601708099691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2866653601708099691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2866653601708099691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2866653601708099691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-time-flies.html' title='How Time Flies'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/STPijC8bckI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6tQRmVsA0X0/s72-c/cameron1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8861604620900799051</id><published>2008-11-27T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:34:20.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Degree in What??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SS6hHnLnU9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NiTvv512NW0/s1600-h/ou2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273329365846283218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 68px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SS6hHnLnU9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NiTvv512NW0/s320/ou2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SS6hHecc2CI/AAAAAAAAANw/8ILKyVdViJ4/s1600-h/OU1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273329363500980258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SS6hHecc2CI/AAAAAAAAANw/8ILKyVdViJ4/s320/OU1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What are you studying?"&lt;br /&gt;"What's your major?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are a couple of common questions that fellow classmates or uni-mate ask when we first met during my university years. Sometimes I ask those questions. And their answer would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm majoring in poetry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm studying classical music"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Oh, I have a degree in social work. Right now I'm pursuing a degree in nursing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, they have all sorts of degree offered. In the U.S, most universities offered a wide varieties of courses and you can pursue all sorts of degree that you want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they don't require you to take certain package/ stream when you are in high school. If you want to major in a certain degree, you just take the pre-requisite courses and accumulate them in credit hours then you go on to the next level and so on until you have completed the credit hours required. If you want to take medicine, for example, just enroll and take the required courses until you complete all and graduate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anybody, and I mean anybody from any background, as long as you can afford the fees, can major in anything. This is what LEARNING and SEEKING KNOWLEDGE is all about. And they don't have a limit on age. I have classmates that are as old as in the 50's and 60's. Imagine that. Many of them. These are the people who sometimes, don't have the opportunity to learn or go to college when they are young. Some of them are not that bright during high school. But because of experience and work hard, they manage to make it in college and become somebody. Just because they are given chance and they have their own will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I feel a bit sad that our education system is not that open. For example, if you want to pursue a degree in medicine, you have to make sure you are in the right track when you are in high school and as early as when you are 16. When you missed it then you missed it. If you are not a science stream student in Form Four and Five, you cant pursue a degree in medicine. Maybe you can, but it will be very very hard. Like have to go to another country, like US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to study and get degree not for the sake of learning, but for the job market. Our education system do not cater for the 'late bloomers' - Those who are not doing that well in school. But actually, as they mature, they are more clever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our system put so much pressure and stress for students at a very early age. They are not given chances if they have bad results in SPM. Too bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can say to my students that they can be whoever they want to be. No matter what their exam results are. They can pursue knowledge whenever they want to, and whatever it is. They can be a doctor even though they are not in science stream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, our education system got a looong way to go. Right now, our children are still studying to pass exam. Not for the sake of knowledge or learning. So how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8861604620900799051?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8861604620900799051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8861604620900799051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8861604620900799051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8861604620900799051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/11/degree-in-what.html' title='A Degree in What??'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SS6hHnLnU9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NiTvv512NW0/s72-c/ou2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5883824469196060423</id><published>2008-11-25T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:34:35.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of candied apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSwo-UVZyDI/AAAAAAAAANo/crB4gg0oBgs/s1600-h/apple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272634314819487794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSwo-UVZyDI/AAAAAAAAANo/crB4gg0oBgs/s320/apple1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSvl-HztujI/AAAAAAAAANg/9HfgfUgdyuU/s1600-h/apple3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272560644177902130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSvl-HztujI/AAAAAAAAANg/9HfgfUgdyuU/s320/apple3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSvl-Eefq7I/AAAAAAAAANY/qRBmvPiZ47A/s1600-h/apple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272560643283594162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSvl-Eefq7I/AAAAAAAAANY/qRBmvPiZ47A/s320/apple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the States, one of the things that I look forward to, is the State Fair. Oklahoma have great State Fair. It is held at the end of summer, in september, and when it's over, it indicates that fall (autumn) season has arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It basically is a competitive and recreational gathering of a &lt;a title="U.S. state" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U.S._state"&gt;U.S. state&lt;/a&gt;'s population. It is a larger version of a &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="County fair" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/County_fair"&gt;county fair&lt;/a&gt;, (just like what we call a fun fair here in our country, but a much much larger version of it and plus a lot of other things too.)&lt;br /&gt;Originally a state fair was just a competitive exhibition of &lt;a title="Livestock" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Livestock"&gt;livestock&lt;/a&gt; in various competitions, the display of &lt;a title="Farm" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Farm"&gt;farm&lt;/a&gt; products which were not necessarily for sale, and the competition among various fair goers and participants in such categories as handicrafts, baked goods, jams and jellies, etc., but has since been expanded to include &lt;a title="Carnival" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carnival"&gt;carnival&lt;/a&gt; amusement rides and games, music, races, tests of strength and skill, etc.(this is the fun part) Large fairs can see more than a million visitors over the course of a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;They charge a certain fee(very affordable) to enter the fair and if you want to try the various rides, you have to buy the tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My memories of state fair mostly is about the food. This was where I learnt that you can do so many things with apples- making pies, juice, jam etc and of course, candied apples. They dip the apples in caramel until the whole apple is covered with it. And let the caramel dry a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I dip my teeth in a caramelised apple, I thought who would think of this? Such a clever way of making it more interesting.. yum yum. They also dip apples in chocolate, red sugar and various colors of sweet coatings....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The exhibitions are great too. They have a large part of the exhibition showing animals of various kinds. I remember vividly of rattle snakes. They have all sorts of things made of rattle snakes, even the rattle part of the snakes(the tip of the tail), the teeth, etc being made into keychains. And of course they have live ones, bunches of them. Eew.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing about state fair is that we can see so many cowboys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I miss state fair of oklahoma!&lt;br /&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/365520194540730614-5883824469196060423?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5883824469196060423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5883824469196060423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5883824469196060423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5883824469196060423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/11/memories-of-candied-apples.html' title='Memories of candied apples'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSwo-UVZyDI/AAAAAAAAANo/crB4gg0oBgs/s72-c/apple1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-6741839000148338699</id><published>2008-11-20T19:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:27:17.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogger</title><content type='html'>Congrats to my lil sis for her new adventure of writing her own blog. She's still improvising and so far it looks good....I like the stories from her point of view although we share some of the memories for sure.....&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;a href="http://www.myberrymoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.myberrymoon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-6741839000148338699?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/6741839000148338699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=6741839000148338699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6741839000148338699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/6741839000148338699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-blogger.html' title='New blogger'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-2895247445681601088</id><published>2008-11-18T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:36:18.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anak usrah saya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak pernah saya cerita tentang anak anak ini. Tapi hampir setiap minggu sepanjang tempoh masa persekolahan saya berjumpa mereka selama sejam. Rasa macam tak cukup tapi kami gunakan masa yang kami ada sebaiknya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kekadang kami keluar makan makan. Kekadang kami pergi jalan jalan di kawasan riadhah yang berhampiran. Puas saya search gambar2 dengan dia orang dalam laptop saya tapi entah di mana. Mungkin saya simpan dalam fail lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anak anak usrah saya 11 orang semuanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan H&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269927871139243890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSKLej8vZ3I/AAAAAAAAANA/mz_PP4DXUZM/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269927871848205058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSKLemlxSwI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ISAq9l9cZFI/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269927865162628690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSKLeNrzflI/AAAAAAAAAMw/z5CJ_T32yjY/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269927862826879266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSKLeE-6ySI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FNLsmSBy3A8/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269927859408755794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSKLd4P-XFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AsVJ92ekwvo/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gambar2 sebahagian dari dia orang waktu kami makan2 di Samuri Sate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banyaknya kenangan 2008 kami bersama.....cuti2 ni miss you all lah.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-2895247445681601088?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/2895247445681601088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=2895247445681601088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2895247445681601088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/2895247445681601088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/11/anak-usrah-saya.html' title='Anak usrah saya'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SSKLej8vZ3I/AAAAAAAAANA/mz_PP4DXUZM/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-8276437484330718967</id><published>2008-11-16T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:34:12.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dakwah Fardiah</title><content type='html'>Hari ni saya attend program daurah dan kami dengar Ustaz Urwah berbicara dari pukul 9 hinggalah hampir pukul 1. Topiknya Dakwah Fardiah-Sangat menarik dan banyak perkara yang saya belajar.&lt;br /&gt;Ingin saya kongsikan di sini sedikit:&lt;br /&gt;- dalam berdakwah, Allah akan menyoal kita tentang usaha yang kita buat, bukan hasilnya. Banyak perbandingan yang ustaz berikan. Contohnya, Nabi Nuh a.s, 950 tahun umurnya. Pengikutnya yang bersama menaiki kapalnya cuma dalam lingkungan 150 orang sahaja.(anggaran). Namun Nabi Nuh adalah antara 5 nabi yang digelar ululazmi.&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 kita rasa macam apa yang kita buat adalah sia-sia. Saya sendiri sebagai guru merasakan apa nasihat yang saya berikan kepada anak murid macam tidak diendahkan. Tapi kena ingat semula, saya dah usaha menyampaikan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kita hendaklah mulakan berdakwah, bukan menunggu peluang atau bila kita ada masa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Imam Nawawi mati pada usia nya 40 tahun. Namun beliau telah meninggalkan Riyadh usSolihin dan Al Adzkar dan lain2. Begitu juga As Syahid Hassan Al Banna. Beliau meninggal pada usia 42 tahun. Tapi dah banyak yang ditinggalkannya untuk umat Islam. Kita?&lt;br /&gt;Teringat lagi saya pada hal kematian yang disebut bekas anak murid saya. Adakah saya bersedia?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-8276437484330718967?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/8276437484330718967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=8276437484330718967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8276437484330718967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/8276437484330718967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/11/hari-ni-saya-attend-program-daurah-dan.html' title='Dakwah Fardiah'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-5219517965767981297</id><published>2008-11-15T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:26:21.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa nak jadi...</title><content type='html'>Saya dah tua. Bila baca blog ibnu sahrim &lt;a href="http://ammarsahrim.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ammarsahrim.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;   tentang kematian, terasa benar umur yang dah banyak ini. Masih berbakikah umur saya? Allah sahaja yang Maha Mengetahui.&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana umur saya ini dah banyak, saya selalu memerhati keadaan sekeliling, anak2 muda sekarang dan perangai mereka. Ada remaja (dan jugak yang belia) waktu orang sibuk solat Jumaat, mereka melepak di kedai kopi, warung2. Tiada malu dan segan. Muka selamba bergelak ketawa macam tak de apa silap dan salah. Saya percaya kalau ditanya mereka akan jawab' sembahyang sunat je'. Tak macam dulu2, orang lelaki tak berani tayang muka waktu solat jumaat di kedai2. Sekarang tak heran. Cuba pergi &lt;a href="mailto:Gi@ant"&gt;Gi@ant&lt;/a&gt; waktu solat Jumaat. Pekerja yang lelaki semua sibuk bekerja macam hari tu hari biasa. Apa nak jadi agaknya. Management tak benarkan ke? Mungkin patutnya wajib tutup je kedai2 dan premis2 lain waktu solat Jumaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu couple2 di merata tempat. Tak de segan silu berpegang tangan berpeluk2 di khalayak ramai. Mereka tau tak de siapa akan tegur atau berani tegur. Ada tu saya tengok umur baru setahun jagung. Kenal sangat muka budak2 darjah 5 atau 6. Berpegangan berpelukan dengan muka yang selamba. Mana mak bapak mereka gaknya. Tau tak mereka aktiviti anak2 ini? Saya percaya yang terlampau mesra tu belum kahwin lagi. Kalau dah kahwin, gayanya walau pun mesra, kita boleh kenal. Kalau dulu, zaman saya remaja, susah nak nampak kelakuan seperti ini. Bukannya tak de tapi jarang openly macam tu. Inilah akibatnya kalau banyak sangat tempat lepak dan shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan lagi satu yang meluat saya tengok ialah penggunaan handfone. Tengah oder makanan , guna handfone sebelah tangan, sms. Tengah sembang ngan kawan, guna handfone, sms. Sambil bawak motor, guna handfone. Entah ke kat bilik air tengah ....... pun guna handfone. Ni toksah cakap lah tengah guling2 atas katil nak tidur tu. Masih bersms dengan kawan tak kira lelaki ke perempuan. Mereka tak sedar handfone tu mengawal hidup mereka. Asal bunyi je, terpa. terus jawab. Cuba lah sekali sekala tinggal je fone tu. Saya perhati je kalau dekat warung tu, di bahagian dapur, tukang masak pun sibuk guna handfone. Entah apa yang dimasuk dalam kuali tu gaknya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa nak jadi gaknya dunia ni. Kalau hidup matlamatnya dunia, beginilah agaknya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keluhan orang tua.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-5219517965767981297?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/5219517965767981297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=5219517965767981297' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5219517965767981297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/5219517965767981297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/11/apa-nak-jadi.html' title='Apa nak jadi...'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365520194540730614.post-3819218514832950927</id><published>2008-11-10T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:10:30.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsoon History</title><content type='html'>It's not yet the monsoon season. But instead it's hot and humid out here in Gombak. If you don't have an air conditioned unit in your bedroom, then you might experienced an uncomfortable night. The fan alone won't work, I tell you. Even when you turn it to the maximum speed. In fact I think it make it worse by spinning the hot air around and there's no cold air to replace it. Unless you put the fan back facing an open window. But what about the ceiling fan? Same thing. It didn't help much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,....I'm not gonna babble about the weather. I'm glad it's not raining especially during SPM month starting tomorrow (Good luck to Nabilah, my daughter and all Al Aminians!) Well, an occasional rain at night or late evening would be nice to cool things a bit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, in English Form 4, everybody have to learn their poems in literature part of the syllabus. Fun and exciting. I love poems and love teaching them. There's this one poem titled Monsoon History by Shirley Goek-lin Lim, a Malaysian born poet. In this poem there's a few animals/creatures mentioned to describe the warm surrounding just immediately before the rain. And one of them is the slugs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267055735383054066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SRhXSQew1vI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LMUaDfjOmIc/s320/lintah+bulan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267055740243073810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SRhXSile2xI/AAAAAAAAAMY/g9NiX41bbCM/s320/lintah+bulan+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are slugs (in malay we sometimes call them lintah bulan). They are different than those 'lintah' that sucks blood. These eat plants and I think stuff other than blood.Gross aren't they. These creatures love my bathroom and kitchen sink. Sometimes I stepped on them accidentally during their 'jalan jalan cari makan days'. In the kitchen, they love to sit quietly in my sink and during washing the dishes I'll pick them up(I'll scream when I did feel them in the soapy water-gross) when I scoop up the remnants of food at the end of my washing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why am I describing slugs all of a sudden? Well the other day I made my husband coffee Tongkat Ali. Hot and steamy.. Muhammad take a sip a bit when it's cold. (Apala Muhammad ni kecik2 minum kopi ) When he finished his coffee my husband  realized there's something in his mug. Brownish and dead. Yea..it's a slug!! He told me and I screamed. And immediately apologized to him with my guilty + yucky feeling face. O my God O my God....How come I didn't see it when I made that coffee? I swear I didn't see anything in the mug when I grab it from the dish drainer near the sink..... or when I poured the dry coffee into the mug or during pouring the hot water from the thermos. How could I be so careless? The mug is white and I didn't see the slug. It must be snuggling itself at the corner of the mug then. After that incident I really check the mug I use if I just picked them from the drainer. Ah these naughty slugs. Maybe they take a revenge at me for bringing them to class last year for show and tell during 'Monsoon History'. Tu la you guys tak tau sangat slugs rupe die camne.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isy, wonder what's the taste of coffee tongkat ali + slug. Any extra umphh? Scared to ask my husband.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/365520194540730614-3819218514832950927?l=almuna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/feeds/3819218514832950927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=365520194540730614&amp;postID=3819218514832950927' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3819218514832950927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/365520194540730614/posts/default/3819218514832950927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almuna.blogspot.com/2008/11/monsoon-history.html' title='Monsoon History'/><author><name>almuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18301412586461794171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SKAx2MJ8seI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LSe1zspY5A8/s1600-R/alia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVpYcnlHY74/SRhXSQew1vI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LMUaDfjOmIc/s72-c/lintah+bulan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
