<?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-3002832678391574705</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:53:01.804-08:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><category term='home alone'/><category term='Elvis'/><category term='M itu aku.'/><category term='I love you.'/><title type='text'>My Mother is a Mother.</title><subtitle type='html'>'Nough said.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>438</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7405178026812663554</id><published>2012-02-14T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T07:04:27.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele Y U NO have happy songs?</title><content type='html'>Peace be unto you! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all blessed and  doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been interning for almost three weeks now. Yes, meaning: three weeks of reciting "La Hawla Wa Laa Qowwata Illaa Bi Allahil A'liyool Adzeem" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here'll be no strength (initiative/capability) accept from God &lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Most High, the Most Supreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while getting through MASSIVE TRAFFIC JAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first couple of weeks were tolerable. Then, comes the third week; 2 hours of the precious-but-easily-wasted 24 hours that Allah has blessed me with are spent on reciting that verse repitively, or singing myself with the wrong lyrics to Adele, or mentally drafting designs of teleportation devices .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MashaAllah, two hours seem a lot less torturous compared to those gazillion hours of bumber-to-bumper crawl that my friends had to endure. But! relatively, it takes roughly 20-30 mins to get to my internship place and 1 to 1 1/2 hours just seemed whine-able. May Allah have mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry, got carried away there. This post isn't entirely about traffic rants :P I pray that you will never have to face these kinds of troubles and may Allah make your day traffic free :) Ameen. But! if we happen to be in the same boat (or on the same express way. hehe) I figured just the way to optimize our time while being stuck in our gas guzzlers. Oh, those of you who happen to take the train to work too are also welcome to try this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First,&lt;br /&gt;I tried zikr-ing my way to work but my ADD mind couldn't sync with the zikr that my mouth was uttering. SO yeah, no point saying Subhanallah Walhamdulillah Walailahaillallah without meaning them. And imagine how many Subhanallah you can say and mean within in an hour? Gazillions! Unfortunately I do not have the mental stamina to utter the same words (even when I know it's good for me) in 30 mins. So yea, that didn't work.  (I know, it's baaad! May Allah Have Mercy on me!A meen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then! I tried reciting the very few Surahs that I've memorized. That didn't work either. I ended up mixing one surah with another. *shakes head and says again, May Allah Have Mercy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I figured, the best way to benefit my time while driving is by listening. Somehow, I grew to like  listening more than talking. LOL, shocker huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, instead of listening to music, or some DJ yakking about whether Kim Kardashian has better ass than JLo,  which wallahi, is awfully addictive (the music part, not the butt part. hahaha)- i think,  unless you're aspiring to be the next American Idol,  will bring nothing to you except temporary satisfaction (or in my case temporary emo-ness , dang it Adele Y U NO have happy hits?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you utilize your time listening to lectures or podcasts by respected Imams, leaders , teachers or motivators. You'll be able to focus on what they're saying, reflect on it and perhaps apply it to better yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying don't listen to music (or maybe I am? hahaha), or that I hate the idea of listening to music (or maybe I do?) . I'm just saying,  I can't tell you not to listen to it, or that music is haraam, because  then, I'm just another hypocrite who doesn't practise what she preaches. I still listen to music and yes, I agree tgat music can lead to munkar, but I still listen to them too. Perhaps there should be another separate post about this. What do you think? InshaAllah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the least,  logically thinking, although music has been  in most parts of my life, I have gained nothing from it. So yea, no need lah! haha. I hope I'll find the strength to fill my heart with surahs instead of some cheesy lyrics by the Backstreet Boys (blame the 90's wildchild in me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I also cannot tahan not listening to it once in a while, but Alhamdulillah, I've learned to at least refrain myself a little from it. Music leads to idleness. It has the same elements as the Quran, it's melodic, addictive and can affect a person's mood and judgement. But one leads to enlightenment, and the other leads to well, nothing. Same thing as fashion and sex, it can be halal, or it can be haraam, depending on the situation and your intention. You can disagree with me, I'm no dictator. I'm not forcing you to accept everything I write on my blog. Words should be reflected, analyzed and accorded with personalized actions. They're not to be taken mindlessly.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNYWHO! Back to the point,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded a few lectures by &lt;a href="http://icnyu.org/"&gt;Imaam Khalid Latiff &lt;/a&gt;, the Chamberlain/Director of Islamic Centre at NYU (ICNYU), and also by &lt;a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/"&gt;Imaam Suhaib Webb&lt;/a&gt; ,  the Imam of the Islamic Society of Boston's Cultural Center (ISBCC). They're not only Imams who move hearts by talking about the Divine, but they are also motivators who are mashaAllah, so wise and kind to share their knowledge for the betterment of ummah, beginning at the individual level. I pray that they'll be placed among the As-Sabiqoon ( The Preferred Ones). Every lecture is about 20 -60 mins long which is about the same time spent driving to/from my internship place. I really like listening to their lectures. They're thoughts are calm and collected. They're speech is concise and moving. They're advices urge self-reflection and improvements. SubhanaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of transcribing their podcasts/lectures into written texts to be posted on my blog because I found that some lectures/podcasts are not available online.  I got mine from friends. Jazakumullahkhayr to them. I hope Allah will give me the strength and ability to do that and may this be shared for the sake of Allah. Ameen. All works should be credited to them for the original sources are from their respective websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! Itu saja! That's all . Assalamualaikum! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7405178026812663554?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7405178026812663554/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/02/adele-y-u-no-have-happy-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7405178026812663554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7405178026812663554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/02/adele-y-u-no-have-happy-songs.html' title='Adele Y U NO have happy songs?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-8513588644646764296</id><published>2012-02-05T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T19:26:14.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QURAN 101: Rasulullah &amp; His Message From God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ibn1brahim.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/baqarah-verse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://ibn1brahim.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/baqarah-verse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oulaa'eka 'alaa hoodumm mirrabbiheem, Wa oulaa'eka hoomool muflehoon"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;They are on (true) guidance, from their Lord, and it is these who will prosper. SURAH AL BAQARAH (Q 2:5)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Abdullah bin Buraydah narrated from his father, "I was sitting with the Prophet and I heard him say, 'Learn Surat ul-Baqarah, because in learning it there is blessing, in ignoring it there is sorrow, and the sorceresses cannot memorize it."' (Ahmad ibn Hanbal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been on hiatus from this blog &amp;amp; from studying the Quran for I haven't been investing my time efficiently, (May Allah have Mercy on me) . My internship has started and I'm loving it so far! That and juggling 6 tutoring sessions on the weekends and maintaining relationships with the people around me. Alhamdulillah, it is tiring but it's very satisfying. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ummi Nadhirah, my dear dear friend, said ibadah doesn't just mean performing prayers and committing to charity. Work, if you do it for Allah, is also a form of ibadah. Making ibadah also means to have the ability to understand life and to have a firm grasp on the concept of reality and the need to survive and sustain in this world before entering the next. Subhanallah, may I still have the time to be consistent in my ibadah and to grow my Eman. I pray the same for you too, Ameen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWHO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I found the above hadeeth while trying to understand the concept of Meccan surahs &amp;amp; Medinan surahs (explained at the end of the post).  I've been told &amp;amp; taught  so many times through out my life what a blessing it is to learn about Surah al-Baqarah but I couldn't bring myself to appreciate it, until I read the the hadeeth above and it made so much sense to me. :)  It is a very lengthy Surah and it can be draining but inshaAllah it'll be one investment one will surely reap from, as long as one has the might to always make it a point that everything is done for the sake of Allah. One of the many blessings is that;  10 specific verses from this surah, if understood and recited everyday, one is protected from harm and evil whispers that'll lure you to temptations, And as a result, you'll be avoided from sins, hence your Eman will be increased which will lead you to doing more deeds and ultimately, inshaAllah, will get to reap the reward in the hereafter. Allah knows best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My main two points for this blog is (bismillah) to encourage every one &amp;amp; myself to learn the Quran and if we have familiarize ourselves with it, try challenging ourselves to learn appreciate surah al-Baqarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have an everyday relationship with the Quran is the wisest move one could ever make and I pray that we all have the might and opportunity to learn the Quran for it's the most basic tool to get to know the One True God.   Establishing Eman (faith) through studying the Quran is a beautiful and enlightening experience . May we all be given the privilege and strength to set that strong bond with the Quran. May we be given the Peace &amp;amp; Guidance via the Quran. Ameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Most basic thing to do is to get to know God first. Then inshaAllah ibadah will come easily once we know the reason why we need to have faith in Him, trust Him and worship Him. One way (for beginners) is to learn the Meccan surahs for they deal with what overall who &amp;amp; what God is all about and the reason why we should install in ourselves that trust or   Eman (faith) and the need and the reasons for believing in the Hereafter. Whereas, the Medinan surahs talk about general principles of Life, Law and Community which are divinely related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and don't forget to get referrals or lessons from Mu'alleems (teachers) as well! We all need a teacher to learn from. Let it be the Quran and someone who knows it well. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy learning! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-8513588644646764296?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/8513588644646764296/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/02/quran-101-rasulullah-his-message-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8513588644646764296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8513588644646764296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/02/quran-101-rasulullah-his-message-from.html' title='QURAN 101: Rasulullah &amp; His Message From God'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1738838993501614522</id><published>2012-01-26T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:19:15.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Prayed for Peace Today</title><content type='html'>I found myself praying for peace today.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in and out of my mind a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;I know You heard me.&lt;br /&gt;I know I wasn’t alone in that room,&lt;br /&gt;shaking with the fear of fear,&lt;br /&gt;the harrowing loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;I cried out to You on my hands. On my knees.&lt;br /&gt;With my face pushed down against the ground.&lt;br /&gt;If I could have gotten lower, I swear I would.&lt;br /&gt;Because that is helplessness, the truest kind…&lt;br /&gt;The kind that knows nothing, not one leaf, or tear, or smile can be&lt;br /&gt;without Him.&lt;br /&gt;I learned something today.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;This is dunya. Dunya. Not a place of ease. Only glitter.&lt;br /&gt;The place where you have to feel cold and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;The place where you have to worry and feel scared.&lt;br /&gt;The place where it gets cold.&lt;br /&gt;So cold, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;The place where you have to leave the people you love.&lt;br /&gt;Where you can’t get attached, because even if you do, it doesn’t make it stay, it just makes it hurt when it doesn’t.&lt;br /&gt;The place where happiness and sadness are only players, waiting for their next line in a play…&lt;br /&gt;Competing for their place on stage.&lt;br /&gt;The place where gravity makes you fall, and frailty makes you bleed.&lt;br /&gt;The place where sadness exists, because it must.&lt;br /&gt;And tears fall to remind you of a place where they don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Where they just don’t.&lt;br /&gt;And isn’t that just it? Isn’t jennah that place after all,&lt;br /&gt;that place that Allah describes over and over and over in 2 ways?:&lt;br /&gt;La khawfun alayhim wa la hum yahzanoon…&lt;br /&gt;On them shall be no fear…nor shall they grieve.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still here, aren’t I?&lt;br /&gt;The scar on my flesh reminds me of that.&lt;br /&gt;The burn on my arm left a scar that I love.&lt;br /&gt;I love it because it reminds me how weak I am.&lt;br /&gt;How human.&lt;br /&gt;That I burn. That I bleed. That I break. That I scar.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It is here that I am. Here that I fall. Here that I cry.&lt;br /&gt;Here, just the same, that You filled that room, and lifted me to humbleness, and an acute knowledge of my own powerlessness and excruciating need for You.&lt;br /&gt;And then you took care of it.&lt;br /&gt;Of course You did.&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;Like Younus, and Musa, and his mother. You took care of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are the Peace of the peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;The Strength of the strong.&lt;br /&gt;The lighthouse of Truth in this storm of lies.&lt;br /&gt;So, I found myself praying for peace today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Y&lt;a href="http://www.yasminmogahed.com/2011/11/10/i-prayed-for-peace-today/"&gt;asmin Mogahed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1738838993501614522?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1738838993501614522/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-prayed-for-peace-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1738838993501614522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1738838993501614522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-prayed-for-peace-today.html' title='I Prayed for Peace Today'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1147535380592540002</id><published>2012-01-21T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:09:23.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write ME a letter.</title><content type='html'>Hey, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so I have this idea of writing myself, well the Future Me, a letter :) You wouldn't have guessed where I got the idea from(Hint: Teddy Westside!!!).lol, yeap that hopeless romanti guy from How I Met Your Mother, THE Ted Mosby. Everytime he breaks up with someone,  he'll write a letter to his future self telling why he and the girl broke up.in the first place so that when his future self startz missing the girl and wants to get back with her, he'd read the letter in hopes that he'd realize why it probablymmight not work.out the second time, so Future Ted will be saved from yet another heartbreak by the same girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't wanna write to my-future-self about how screwed I am in the love department. That's demoralizing! Haha instead, I'd write to Future Me what's happening to Present Me and I'll tell her thar I'm trying my hardest and my best to.do things right and awesomely no matter what those.things are so that Future Me will  be alright and still awesome :p oh and other couple of things which are secret secret. Heheh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i suggest you do the same thing too :) Tell Future You that you're a good person and that you are great and that Future You is awesome because Past You did an awesome job preserving that awesomeness. Oh and, only open the ltter after 30 years of writing it. Okay wait no, i ain't that patient! Hahah Make it 10 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy chinese new year to those who are.celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1147535380592540002?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1147535380592540002/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/write-me-letter.html#comment-form' title='2 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1147535380592540002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1147535380592540002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/write-me-letter.html' title='Write ME a letter.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1047497437754673438</id><published>2012-01-20T01:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T01:21:41.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM STRONG. (AND SO ARE YOU)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le97u0BiZ41qfgy44o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le97u0BiZ41qfgy44o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRY ON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1047497437754673438?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1047497437754673438/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-strong-and-so-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1047497437754673438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1047497437754673438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-strong-and-so-are-you.html' title='I AM STRONG. (AND SO ARE YOU)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5361091656606292958</id><published>2012-01-08T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T13:34:15.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bad 'cause I'm good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvd0chCZnp1r493ujo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 579px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvd0chCZnp1r493ujo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5361091656606292958?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5361091656606292958/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-bad-cause-im-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5361091656606292958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5361091656606292958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-bad-cause-im-good.html' title='I&apos;m bad &apos;cause I&apos;m good.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4304887978712537373</id><published>2012-01-03T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T18:01:04.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUND: KOKO KAI BIN 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb0OGzN0XDA/TwOwXonHabI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_--8wcF4h40/s1600/IMG_1854.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb0OGzN0XDA/TwOwXonHabI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_--8wcF4h40/s400/IMG_1854.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693588274011400626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I FOUND YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARTISAN AFTER MY FINALS (LAST PAPER JAN 15). OKAY, KOKO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Sue Ann and Kai Xian will be back for CNY, then you can 'angkut' them sekali for coffee. That'd be awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! YOU'RE AWESOME. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Eh, I vant to play games on your iPod 'cause my iPhone GONE so no more trial package Pick Up Stix. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomer than your Mazda,&lt;br /&gt;DeeDee Izzy. HAHA ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4304887978712537373?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4304887978712537373/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/found-koko-kai-bin-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4304887978712537373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4304887978712537373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/found-koko-kai-bin-20.html' title='FOUND: KOKO KAI BIN 2.0'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb0OGzN0XDA/TwOwXonHabI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_--8wcF4h40/s72-c/IMG_1854.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5607941646095887020</id><published>2012-01-01T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:25:30.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just too ironic that it came from YOU. :'/</title><content type='html'>"You've got to believe you're worth more than being repeatedly hurt by someone who doesn't really care."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5607941646095887020?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5607941646095887020/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-just-too-ironic-that-it-came-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5607941646095887020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5607941646095887020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-just-too-ironic-that-it-came-from.html' title='It&apos;s just too ironic that it came from YOU. :&apos;/'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5158858972866430882</id><published>2012-01-01T20:51:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:16:43.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING: Koko Kai Bin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUF4fWO4Vnw/TwE4WV3B3aI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YCkFp9oaB4A/s1600/IMG_1850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUF4fWO4Vnw/TwE4WV3B3aI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YCkFp9oaB4A/s400/IMG_1850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692893360449248674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z74uRBdyyyg/TwE4WIZW1eI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sqhW5D_lKUc/s1600/IMG_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z74uRBdyyyg/TwE4WIZW1eI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sqhW5D_lKUc/s400/IMG_1849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692893356835132898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kai Bin, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you still visit my blog, but I'm REALLY hoping that you do and I REALLY REALLY NEED YOU TO READ THIS POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hadn't known by now, I lost my iPhone!!! Lost it around raya time. That's why I couldn't invite you for rendang at my house :"(&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have facebook anymore so I don't know how to contact you :'/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I drove past Artisan few days back and I REALLY miss you, Apple-freak coffee buddy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY DON'T KNOW HOW TO REACH YOU! So how leh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, if you happen to read this, reach me! (I'm still using the same number).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;Izzy Wheezy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5158858972866430882?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5158858972866430882/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/missing-koko-kai-bin_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5158858972866430882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5158858972866430882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/missing-koko-kai-bin_01.html' title='MISSING: Koko Kai Bin'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUF4fWO4Vnw/TwE4WV3B3aI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YCkFp9oaB4A/s72-c/IMG_1850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-6172562470738338462</id><published>2012-01-01T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:39:31.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed Our Prayer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwkj06h31n1r19e2io1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwkj06h31n1r19e2io1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's our excuse?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-6172562470738338462?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/6172562470738338462/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/missed-our-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6172562470738338462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6172562470738338462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2012/01/missed-our-prayer.html' title='Missed Our Prayer?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2054916539420356844</id><published>2011-12-31T12:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:13:14.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Smash'em: Man UP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwv1n3TXnz1qfzzyjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwv1n3TXnz1qfzzyjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sophistication of a man brings alluring mystery to his lady's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stallionic body, the mysteriously lustful eyes, the strong jaw, the sharp smart nose and the Casanova lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such perfection wrapped in a white crepe shirt &amp; a slick sleek tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah for such beauty. This is already too beautiful of creatures, and I wonder how more beautiful an angel would look like in His heavens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2054916539420356844?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2054916539420356844/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/fashion-smashem-man-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2054916539420356844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2054916539420356844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/fashion-smashem-man-up.html' title='Fashion Smash&apos;em: Man UP.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2830303469243339709</id><published>2011-12-31T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:05:23.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Smash'em: Faded Jaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwsr96ffMy1qfzzyjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 522px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwsr96ffMy1qfzzyjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; You Got Yo Mamma's Eyes but You're Yesterday's Child To ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: need this with my tie dye maxicon ;'3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2830303469243339709?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2830303469243339709/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/fashion-smashem-you-got-yo-mammas-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2830303469243339709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2830303469243339709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/fashion-smashem-you-got-yo-mammas-eyes.html' title='Fashion Smash&apos;em: Faded Jaded'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1584671736954950690</id><published>2011-12-31T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:08:01.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREED LOVE: You Move Hearts.</title><content type='html'>THIS IS A STORY ABOUT AN ORDINARY BOY WITH AN EXTRA ORDINARY HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wozwf2i0x4Q?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wozwf2i0x4Q?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THE ABOVE VIDEO IS NOTHING BUT ORDINARY.IT'S JUST A VIDEO ABOUT A BOY WITH A CUTE SMILE TELLING THE WORLD ABOUT HIMSELF. &lt;br /&gt;A GUY WHOM YOU WOULD PERCEIVE AS SOMEONE 'NORMAL'.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE WHO, IF YOU WERE TO KNOW HIM, YOU PROBABLY MAKE FRIENDS WITH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY, YOU WERE TO CALL HIM A FRIEND,OR  ANY WAY FOR THAT MATTER YOUR OWN FRIEND WERE TO MAKE THIS VIDEO FOR YOU TO WATCH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tmlTHfVaU9o?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tmlTHfVaU9o?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a4LSEXsvRAI?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a4LSEXsvRAI?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU FEEL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Daniel Breedlove (August 8, 1993 – December 25, 2011) was an American Internet personality from Austin, Texas known for his blogs on YouTube. On the night of December 25, 2011, he died of a cardiac arrest, at the age of 18. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace, Boy with Beautiful Heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah Grace Your Soul. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: In this joyful time of the year, some of our brothers and sisters are stricken with states of sadness and calamities, Please make Du'a for them, for: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Prayers can move mountains. &lt;br /&gt;Your Prayers can light up the darkest hours.&lt;br /&gt;Your Prayers can put a smile on a tear-tainted face.&lt;br /&gt;Your Prayers give peace even when things go terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Prayers is the ultimate sign of LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God,&lt;br /&gt;For Yourself &lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;For the beloved people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY ALLAH HAVE MERCY ON US. AMEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE SHOULD ALWAYS BE KIND AND BE THOUGHTFUL OF THE PEOPLE AROUND US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPRECIATE EVERY ONE WHO IS IN OUR LIVES BECAUSE WE NEVER KNOW WHEN WE WILL GET TO SEE THEM AGAIN OR WHEN WE ARE GOING TO LOSE THEM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T WASTE ANY TIME ON HATING. IT'S NOT WORTH IT AND IT IS HURTFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE THANKFUL FOR GOD HAS BLESSED YOU BY SURROUNDING YOU WITH GREAT PEOPLE WHO LOVE YOU IN SO MANY WAYS THAN ONE. SUBHANALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APOLOGIZE IF YOU HAVE DONE THEM WRONG AND TELL THEM THAT YOU LOVE THEM. (Start with your Mamma &amp; Pappa )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my friends are going through  a hard time, I hope we can all make du'a for them. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Erin &amp; family. (Her grandma's not doing too well)&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,  give strength &amp; patience to Erin &amp; her family and May Allah take away her grandma's pain and suffering. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. H &amp; family. (His brother just got into a serious car accident)&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, May H's brother be in  Your safe hands. You are the Giver of Life so please save him and May you give strength and patience to him and his family. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. UN (going through depression but carrying on like a boss!)&lt;br /&gt;May Allah make u ever stronger than you are now and Allah reward you for your beautiful soul , your sincerest heart, and your never-ending strength to carry on. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, The Guider of Hearts, The Protector of Mankind, The Giver of Peace, please lessen the suffering of people in the world. Free us from sins, debts, doubts and diseases. Instill courage in us so we can have strength to carry on and to fight for Your Cause. WE LOVE YOU, GOD. THANK YOU. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum, dear People in My Life.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I've done you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, GO! GO TELL A PERSON YOU LOVE THEM! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1584671736954950690?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1584671736954950690/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-move-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1584671736954950690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1584671736954950690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-move-hearts.html' title='BREED LOVE: You Move Hearts.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7704423070881026928</id><published>2011-12-31T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:02:18.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAREWELL 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 300px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SS-lLm65jQ/Tvk2l0t8yaI/AAAAAAAABgw/lAh-ytSnrnU/s1600/PassioninIslam.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1780906519343770474?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1780906519343770474/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1780906519343770474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1780906519343770474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/hope.html' title='HOPE'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SS-lLm65jQ/Tvk2l0t8yaI/AAAAAAAABgw/lAh-ytSnrnU/s72-c/PassioninIslam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2797155170667899293</id><published>2011-12-30T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:07:39.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arigato Ukelele :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DHbU9SWgJQ/Tv7Cn1NeMUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QZk7WHpwhXU/s1600/20111229110607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DHbU9SWgJQ/Tv7Cn1NeMUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QZk7WHpwhXU/s400/20111229110607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692200968597156162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2797155170667899293?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2797155170667899293/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/arigato-ukelele.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2797155170667899293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2797155170667899293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/arigato-ukelele.html' title='Arigato Ukelele :)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DHbU9SWgJQ/Tv7Cn1NeMUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QZk7WHpwhXU/s72-c/20111229110607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5226419003447451511</id><published>2011-12-25T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T11:21:14.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>U just gotta hit bottom</title><content type='html'>To know that He'll be there to catch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DearAllah, The Giver of Peace, The Pardoner, The One we need Most,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for bringing him change. Thank you for answering my prayers. Thank you for making me belive tht everyone has a chance to change and that no one should be considered a lost cause. Seriously, not even Kim Kardashian. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Most Awesomest God! I love you and thank you for every single thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Allah, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please guide him, protect him and make him a great believing man that we all pray he would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: anytime you need me, S, i'm a call away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Bestfriend, Ducky :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5226419003447451511?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5226419003447451511/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/u-just-gotta-hit-bottom.html#comment-form' title='1 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5226419003447451511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5226419003447451511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/u-just-gotta-hit-bottom.html' title='U just gotta hit bottom'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5859665004704993000</id><published>2011-12-25T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T11:11:26.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I have something to say to you.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I just miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anything back.&lt;br /&gt;I dont regret what had happened and&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish it to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;It was what it was and&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes my mind wandered a little too far&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes it reached a place called 'memories'&lt;br /&gt;and thats where it bumped into you, into (what used to be) us.&lt;br /&gt;And my mind made me think of you.&lt;br /&gt;And all the good things too.&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are but a sweet memory&lt;br /&gt;and I'm glad we're still in each other's present,&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it's not like we planned it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5859665004704993000?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5859665004704993000/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/hey-i-have-something-to-say-to-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5859665004704993000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5859665004704993000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/hey-i-have-something-to-say-to-you.html' title='Hey, I have something to say to you.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2888685501057421515</id><published>2011-12-22T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T01:49:14.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HURTING PEOPLE IS HARAAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI20iydaNdc/SmqJI2fht_I/AAAAAAAABJ0/D8HAva6XYX4/s400/crying-baby-272x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI20iydaNdc/SmqJI2fht_I/AAAAAAAABJ0/D8HAva6XYX4/s400/crying-baby-272x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2888685501057421515?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2888685501057421515/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/hurting-people-is-haraam.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2888685501057421515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2888685501057421515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/hurting-people-is-haraam.html' title='HURTING PEOPLE IS HARAAM'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI20iydaNdc/SmqJI2fht_I/AAAAAAAABJ0/D8HAva6XYX4/s72-c/crying-baby-272x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1492340218561567460</id><published>2011-12-22T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T01:27:14.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for Labels Shopping for Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, 'Times New Roman', Palatino, Times; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;The proud will not enter Paradise, nor a violent speaker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, 'Times New Roman', Palatino, Times; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;He will not enter hell, who hath faith equal to a single grain of mustard seed in his heart; and he will not enter Paradise, who hath pride equal to a single grain of mustard seed, in his heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And a man present said, "Verily, a man is fond of having good clothes and good shoes." Lord Muhammad said, "God is Beauty and delighteth in the beautiful; but pride is holding man incontempt."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1492340218561567460?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1492340218561567460/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/shopping-for-labels-shopping-for-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1492340218561567460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1492340218561567460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/shopping-for-labels-shopping-for-love.html' title='Shopping for Labels Shopping for Love'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-283337110056353794</id><published>2011-12-18T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T14:08:15.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a diamond in the sky :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nasa.gov/images/content/156576main_image_feature_649_ys_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://www.nasa.gov/images/content/156576main_image_feature_649_ys_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tu voulais finir par "la fille mal" non ?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oui et j'ai tres contente.Subhanallah. &lt;br /&gt;- Je prie pour vous.Priez pour moi, aussi? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-283337110056353794?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/283337110056353794/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/like-diamond-in-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/283337110056353794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/283337110056353794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/like-diamond-in-sky.html' title='Like a diamond in the sky :)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7911977351376443865</id><published>2011-12-14T11:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:30:43.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swag that Shiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7FpoqwKlqE/Tuj4-IBdHtI/AAAAAAAAAh8/i1QpMD5b9-g/s1600/ea02e0b0261911e19896123138142014_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7FpoqwKlqE/Tuj4-IBdHtI/AAAAAAAAAh8/i1QpMD5b9-g/s400/ea02e0b0261911e19896123138142014_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686068275744415442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit: Lil Miss Swag a.k.a Miss Young Money, xx babydoll ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7911977351376443865?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7911977351376443865/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/swag-that-shiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7911977351376443865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7911977351376443865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/swag-that-shiz.html' title='Swag that Shiz'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7FpoqwKlqE/Tuj4-IBdHtI/AAAAAAAAAh8/i1QpMD5b9-g/s72-c/ea02e0b0261911e19896123138142014_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3967260013010043579</id><published>2011-12-12T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:24:14.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>skərf ou kwərk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvd8e990w31qbklpto1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 550px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvd8e990w31qbklpto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Eccentric Mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Je te cherche.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eccentricity magnetize my curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sans toi, les émotions d'aujourd'hui ne seraient que la peau morte des émotions d'autrefois.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais, je ne peux pas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Je au moins, je ne risques pas d'être un légume, puisque même un artichaut a du cœur.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always that boy who had his finger pointed up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And I am that fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Quand le doigt montre le ciel, l' imbécile regarde le doigt."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu ne comprends pas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never will.&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/3002832678391574705-3967260013010043579?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3967260013010043579/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/skrf-ou-kwrk.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3967260013010043579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3967260013010043579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/skrf-ou-kwrk.html' title='skərf ou kwərk'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7723888391730044666</id><published>2011-12-11T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T07:29:41.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWW Baby Boy Demam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=9a1bbf66f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1342dbbd5651ea11&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=1387945844075921408-1&amp;amp;zw" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 518px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=9a1bbf66f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1342dbbd5651ea11&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=1387945844075921408-1&amp;amp;zw" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7723888391730044666?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7723888391730044666/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/aww-baby-boy-demam.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7723888391730044666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7723888391730044666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/aww-baby-boy-demam.html' title='AWW Baby Boy Demam'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7517809563299933845</id><published>2011-12-11T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T07:12:45.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SHOULD GO TO SWEDEN AND ADOPT THESE KIDS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wuJwxQ6sHfc/ToV8PKwl6ZI/AAAAAAAALFg/VbsBlDGQliE/s1600/Sk%25C3%25A4rmavbild%2B2011-09-30%2Bkl.%2B10.19.40.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wuJwxQ6sHfc/ToV8PKwl6ZI/AAAAAAAALFg/VbsBlDGQliE/s1600/Sk%25C3%25A4rmavbild%2B2011-09-30%2Bkl.%2B10.19.40.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXyUUBpreag/ToV8PVh7RzI/AAAAAAAALFo/zkuoTWioWZM/s1600/Sk%25C3%25A4rmavbild%2B2011-09-30%2Bkl.%2B10.19.56.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXyUUBpreag/ToV8PVh7RzI/AAAAAAAALFo/zkuoTWioWZM/s1600/Sk%25C3%25A4rmavbild%2B2011-09-30%2Bkl.%2B10.19.56.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cVE3ssxl4eM/ToV8QcavGMI/AAAAAAAALF4/2GM9EL1gtjQ/s1600/Sk%25C3%25A4rmavbild%2B2011-09-30%2Bkl.%2B10.20.22.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 420px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cVE3ssxl4eM/ToV8QcavGMI/AAAAAAAALF4/2GM9EL1gtjQ/s1600/Sk%25C3%25A4rmavbild%2B2011-09-30%2Bkl.%2B10.20.22.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;find a swedish Brad Pitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;;"3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7517809563299933845?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7517809563299933845/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-should-go-to-sweden-and-adopt-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7517809563299933845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7517809563299933845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-should-go-to-sweden-and-adopt-these.html' title='I SHOULD GO TO SWEDEN AND ADOPT THESE KIDS.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wuJwxQ6sHfc/ToV8PKwl6ZI/AAAAAAAALFg/VbsBlDGQliE/s72-c/Sk%25C3%25A4rmavbild%2B2011-09-30%2Bkl.%2B10.19.40.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-8856067200229854342</id><published>2011-12-11T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T06:51:52.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRY ME.</title><content type='html'>THERE ARE THREE ALMOST-IMPOSSIBLE THINGS IN THIS WORLD THAT YOU CANNOT DO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) COUNT YOUR HAIR&lt;br /&gt;2)WASH YOUR EYES WITH SOAP&lt;br /&gt;3)BREATHE WITH YOUR TONGUE OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, NOW BARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATION, YOU ARE NOW A BOMDIGGITY DAWG,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: WHAT? I SAID ALMOST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-8856067200229854342?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/8856067200229854342/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/try-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8856067200229854342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8856067200229854342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/try-me.html' title='TRY ME.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3864448318463002998</id><published>2011-12-11T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T06:02:11.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREW LIFE? 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I REFUSE!!!!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-8710237685004931714</id><published>2011-12-11T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T05:57:04.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You call this Redundant?? PFFT, try Physics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/31314159878624121_zUdfUdlK_c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 4114px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/31314159878624121_zUdfUdlK_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-8710237685004931714?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/8710237685004931714/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-call-this-redundant-pfft-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8710237685004931714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8710237685004931714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-call-this-redundant-pfft-try.html' title='You call this Redundant?? PFFT, try Physics!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-8003392343079680530</id><published>2011-12-11T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T05:48:08.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graphics.ucsd.edu/~iman/SoapBubbles/Bubble_Bunny.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://graphics.ucsd.edu/~iman/SoapBubbles/Bubble_Bunny.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear world,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one: buy some glow sticks and bubbles. Step two: break the glow sticks in the bubble solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, glow in the dark bubbles. You're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-8003392343079680530?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/8003392343079680530/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-world-step-one-buy-some-glow.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8003392343079680530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8003392343079680530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-world-step-one-buy-some-glow.html' title=''/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2119836527303863854</id><published>2011-12-11T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T04:40:26.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARENTING LIKE A BOSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/70298444153123146_lkxJjWUI_c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/70298444153123146_lkxJjWUI_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, SERIOUSLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to teach our daughters to distinguish between,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who flatters her and a man who compliments her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who spends money on her and a man who invests in her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who views her as property and a man who views her properly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who lusts after her and man who loves her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who believes he’s a gift to women and a man who believes she’s a gift to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we need to teach our sons to be that kind of man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2119836527303863854?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2119836527303863854/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/parenting-like-boss.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2119836527303863854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2119836527303863854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/parenting-like-boss.html' title='PARENTING LIKE A BOSS'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7787274660712093202</id><published>2011-12-11T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T04:25:25.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvggxiSGpA1qfb818o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 272px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvggxiSGpA1qfb818o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(218, 221, 221); "&gt;The sun doesn’t lose its beauty when covered by the clouds. The same way your beauty doesn’t fade when being covered by Hijab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hijabtrendz.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/picture-4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7787274660712093202?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7787274660712093202/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/sun-doesnt-lose-its-beauty-when-covered.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7787274660712093202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7787274660712093202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/sun-doesnt-lose-its-beauty-when-covered.html' title=''/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-636277426049992354</id><published>2011-12-11T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T04:11:03.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homer = Internet, Donut= Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/241083386272325875_D1SqMnRW_c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 538px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/241083386272325875_D1SqMnRW_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="margin-left: 5px; width: 490px; text-align: left; -webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 20px; "&gt;Dear Internet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="margin-left: 5px; width: 490px; text-align: left; -webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="margin-left: 5px; width: 490px; text-align: left; -webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 20px; "&gt;Why are you suddenly full of interesting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="margin-left: 5px; width: 490px; text-align: left; -webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 20px; "&gt;things when it's Sunday night and I have a paper due?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="margin-left: 5px; width: 490px; text-align: left; -webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="margin-left: 5px; width: 490px; text-align: left; -webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby" style="margin-right: 5px; text-align: right; -webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 20px; "&gt;Sincerely, pulling an all-nighter.&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/3002832678391574705-636277426049992354?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/636277426049992354/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/homer-internet-donut-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/636277426049992354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/636277426049992354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/homer-internet-donut-time.html' title='Homer = Internet, Donut= Time'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2255104947054304768</id><published>2011-12-11T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T03:50:58.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS WHY I'M HOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7qtODwO2Zo/Tigdf_0qMvI/AAAAAAAADOY/oEgS94yAyB8/s1600/durian.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7qtODwO2Zo/Tigdf_0qMvI/AAAAAAAADOY/oEgS94yAyB8/s1600/durian.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TayTay, you're missing out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIG TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you like a durian, bebeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2255104947054304768?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2255104947054304768/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-why-im-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2255104947054304768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2255104947054304768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-why-im-hot.html' title='THIS IS WHY I&apos;M HOT.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7qtODwO2Zo/Tigdf_0qMvI/AAAAAAAADOY/oEgS94yAyB8/s72-c/durian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4595440070624371379</id><published>2011-12-11T03:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T03:43:07.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Smash'em: Hard Knot to Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/241083386272320098_gS96032D_c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height:900px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/241083386272320098_gS96032D_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4595440070624371379?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4595440070624371379/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/fashion-smashem-hard-knot-to-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4595440070624371379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4595440070624371379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/fashion-smashem-hard-knot-to-know.html' title='Fashion Smash&apos;em: Hard Knot to Know'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2432288529203824358</id><published>2011-12-11T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T03:37:28.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REVOLVING DOORS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M ONE BADASS JEDI.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/241083386272310042_c9DUbPx5_c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/241083386272310042_c9DUbPx5_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO KIDDING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2432288529203824358?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2432288529203824358/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/revolving-doors-make-me-feel-like-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2432288529203824358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2432288529203824358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/revolving-doors-make-me-feel-like-im.html' title='REVOLVING DOORS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I&apos;M ONE BADASS JEDI.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1987800791555858479</id><published>2011-12-09T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:05:53.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Be Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBDx8nAQOLE/TCUnrEaZoaI/AAAAAAAABWI/ddyGab1SDw4/s1600/Skinny-VS-Curvy-in-V-Magazine-Jacquelyn-Jablonski-and-Crystal-Renn-4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 430px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBDx8nAQOLE/TCUnrEaZoaI/AAAAAAAABWI/ddyGab1SDw4/s1600/Skinny-VS-Curvy-in-V-Magazine-Jacquelyn-Jablonski-and-Crystal-Renn-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one for the ladies. Looking at the photo, you know what I'm going to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. WOMEN AND WEIGHT: THE CONSTANT STRUGGLE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but being the scrawny  Somalian-skinny lil kid that I was, my mother (and my aunt and my cousin and well, basically anyone who's related to me) was happy at the fact that by age 9, I started to gain weight. SO they decided to change my 'nationality' to an all-american fat kid by feeding me weekly Happy Meal and the other many junk which are still causing cellulite to parts of my body. Fact: Most real women have cellulites. Let's be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By age 15, I was still fat. All my friends, especially my bestfriends are gifted with the metabolism of an arabian horse. They're beautiful, skinny and they can eat whatever the heyl they want. And they're athletic too! Being this fat lazy kid that I was, I soon entered the world of teenhood and crushes.Not the prettiest, also the chubbiest, rejection was one of the many traumatizing experiences that I have overcome. So, fat-Izzy decided not to be fat anymore. I decided to beat it, to be fat-free. Bestfriend Belle, was a long distance runner, and I thought hey, maybe I should give it a shot too. How hard could it be? AND THE REST WAS HISTORY. HAHA, NOT. Let's be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to love running. I got into basketball (heehee thanks to my then highschool sweetheart, yes and that was after I lost 5kg ya). And recently I got into squash and swimming. On my best days, I would do 6 hours a week of work out: 2hr running/squash/swimming. On my fat-days, probably a 30 min/ week or a day of fasting. And that is if I'm in the mood. I could go months without working out. I relapse a lot because I really have problems committing due to my schedules. But Alhamdulillah, for now, it's been habitual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was an athlete and stick thin, and my dad was (and still is) a health-conscious-but-chocolate-addicted frequent runner. Being their baby, I wasn't exactly encouraged to do sports. Their reason was simple, they didn't want me to get hurt. And got hurt I did. Whenever I get into sports, competitively, I went home with bruises &amp; sprains (and a few medals. hehe). So yea, I lost a tonne of weight. Still, I was not the skinniest or the most fit. Let's be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight fluctuates. And I'm still struggling. I would love to eat right but I guess my stupid  excuse for not doing so is  that the Uni that I'm 5-days-a-week at, only serve a variety of food that are either MSG-laden, deep fried, too salty or overly cooked. To actually get healthier options, I have to fork out at least RM22 for a cajun chicken salad or cook (which is a no-no bcs my dorm doesn't provide us with a pantry) .I'm not on scholarship nor am I Mr. Trump's lovechild. I don't spend RM22 worth of a salad on an everyday basis! Let's be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I'm trying to say, as much as I wanna be beautiful and stick thin, I CANNOT. LET'S BE REAL. For those who are in the same boat as I am, we should all try to be healthy and fit and work on our metabolism for the long run. That way, when we're old and are still fit (inshallah), we can all laugh at the soon-to-be-old-&amp;-fat skinny b***es who once laughed at us for being fat. HAHAHA KIDDING! TAK BAIK LAH! Just be fit, be healthy. No point aiming for a size zero. Your men would love some meat on you! (lol not that I have any experience on this, but you can I'm saying this hypothetically hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, don't over do it. The idea is to get "cute" muscles (as in get toned, duuuhh), not "Iron Man"s muscles. "Iron Man" muscles only suit Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K (LMNOPQRST) U, I gotta go (write 'My Favourite Sports' for my French essay now) bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: do u get my joke?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1987800791555858479?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1987800791555858479/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/lets-be-real.html#comment-form' title='2 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1987800791555858479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1987800791555858479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/lets-be-real.html' title='Let&apos;s Be Real'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBDx8nAQOLE/TCUnrEaZoaI/AAAAAAAABWI/ddyGab1SDw4/s72-c/Skinny-VS-Curvy-in-V-Magazine-Jacquelyn-Jablonski-and-Crystal-Renn-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3677881286113986314</id><published>2011-12-06T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:29:06.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because When I Leave I Leave For Good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you, Tweetums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3677881286113986314?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3677881286113986314/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/because-when-i-leave-i-leave-for-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3677881286113986314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3677881286113986314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/because-when-i-leave-i-leave-for-good.html' title='Because When I Leave I Leave For Good.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-185450690583889978</id><published>2011-12-06T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:09:32.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A CAT ATE  MY BREAD &amp; 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&lt;div&gt;(May Allah Grace You with Eman &amp;amp; Jennah) :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest things about faith is often mistaken as being the simplest aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belief in the Oneness, Greatness and Uniqueness of God, and His right to be worshipped unconditionally and undividedly. Otherwise known as tawheed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a person who was born into a Muslim family I was able to grasp this seemingly simple concept quite naturally, alhamdulillah. To a certain degree there are advantages to this but when something is handed to you on a silver platter you tend to take it for granted. I don’t know what it’s like to not believe in God but I do know what it’s like not to know who He is. I know what it’s like not to understand His importance in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked myself, “The human mind sees what it wants to see. Does God really exist or do I believe in Him because that’s what I want to believe?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 21st century is a time when agnosticism and atheism are becoming increasingly rampant. Some people say religion is no longer relevant in our lives because they don't address the issues that the human civilisation is facing in this era. Some say religion is the cause of problems and bloodshed in this world. I think once you look past what some of the followers of these religions do you'll realise that all religions encourage mankind to do good deeds in this world. What differs from one religion to another is the concept of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imam Ahmad recorded from Ubay bin Ka'b that the idolaters said to the Prophet, "O Muhammad! Tell us the lineage of your Lord." In response, Allah swt revealed Surah Al-Ikhlas:&lt;br /&gt;"Say: He is Allah, One. Allah, the Eternal, Absolute. He begets not nor was he begotten. And there is none comparable to Him."&lt;br /&gt;{Tafseer of Surah Al-Ikhlas}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atheists claim that God doesn’t exist (Na’uzubillah min zalik - May Allah swt protect us from this harm) and that human beings invented the idea of God in their minds to comfort themselves and help them deal with bad experiences. At the same time, they can’t explain the creation of the Universe except in theoretical terms. Logically, it makes no sense to say that a Higher Power didn't create the Universe. It makes no sense that intelligent beings exist on Earth without a true purpose. A lot of people drive themselves crazy trying to figure these things out but the truth is simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has taught us through Islam that He is Al-Hayy (The Eternally Living One), Al-Malik (The One with Complete Dominion), Al-Quddus (The Most Sacred), Al-Qahhar (The All-Prevailing One). He is also Al-Wakeel (The Trustee of all His creations) and unlike any of His creations, He doesn't have a beginning nor an end - Al-Qayyum. So not only is he the God of the 21st Century, he is the God of all Time - the past, present and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s not easy to love and have faith in something that has no physical representation in this world. When we love a person it is usually for a myriad of reasons. For example, you may love them for their cheerful personality or for their unconditional love. You may love someone simply because they make you feel happy. Your love for these people is a result of an awareness of their physical presence and how they are a source of positivity in your life. Now, try to think of Allah swt as the source of all the blessings in your life. A loving family, a special talent, supportive friends, a kind and patient spouse. We have been blessed because He is Ar-Razzaq (The Provider), Ar-Rauf (The Compassionate), Al-Wadud (The Most Loving) and Al-Wahhab (The Generous). Often times we focus on what we don't have and that's how ingratitude creeps into our hearts. But if we focus too much on what we do have, we become arrogant towards Him and the people around us. The key to avoiding arrogance is to acknowledge God's presence in your life and that He is the Creator, Sustainer, Cherisher and Protector of the Universe and all the worlds (Rab-ul alameen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is: How does one know God? I believe there are many ways to know our Creator but this is how I've personally felt Allah swt in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step #1. Have an open heart by being humble and sincere. It's no coincidence that purifying one's heart and intentions is a major part of Islam. Allah swt constantly reminds us in the Qur'an that He knows our deepest thoughts and intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And conceal your word or manifest it; surely He is Cognizant of what is in the hearts. Should He not know,  (as the one) Who created? And He is the Knower of the subtleties, the Aware."&lt;br /&gt;{Surah Al-Mulk : Ayah 13-14}&lt;br /&gt;"He knows what is in the heavens and the earth, and He knows what you hide and what you manifest; and Allah is Cognizant of what is in the hearts."&lt;br /&gt;{Surah At-Taghabun : Ayah 4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with saying, “I have questions… I have doubts…," but you also need to say, "I need and want to find the answers to my questions.”  If you want to understand Him, reflect on His attributes. Yes God is One but He has 99 attributes and the fact that He has revealed them to us is a blessing. To be Muslim is to seek knowledge and put knowledge into practice. It doesn’t stop at praying five times a day. It doesn’t stop at saying the shahadah. It’s the journey of a lifetime and during this journey you will have to think for yourself but He will guide you along the way, inshaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step # 2. Study and reflect on the Qur’an. Make time for this. This is your investment for the Akhirah. Don’t just read it without trying to understand the message of the ayah or surah. I couldn’t relate to the Qur’an when I was younger because I had a teacher who taught me how to recite it but he didn’t teach me how to contemplate on it. Often times I would read the Qur’an by myself and its content wouldn’t resonate with me. This is why Qur’an tafseer lessons exist – to make the Qur’an applicable in our lives. If you have never attended a tafseer class, you owe it to yourself to go at least once and see what it does to your understanding of the Qur’an. Otherwise, there are tafseer articles online and videos on YouTube and HalalTube by knowledgeable scholars of Islam. Personal suggestion: Start with the tafseer of Surah Al-Fatihah (article / audio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet (may the blessings and peace of Allah be up on him) said: “Allah (mighty and sublime be He), had said: ‘I have divided prayer between Myself and My servant into two halves, and My servant shall have what he has asked for. When the servant says: ‘Al-hamdu lillahi rabbi l-alamin’ (3), Allah (mighty and sublime be He) says: ‘My servant has praised Me.’ And when he says: ‘Ar-rahmani r-rahim’ (4), Allah (mighty and sublime be He) says: ‘My servant has extolled Me,’ and when he says: ‘Maliki yawmi d-din’ (5), Allah says: ‘My servant has glorified Me’ - and on one occasion He said: ‘My servant has submitted to My power.’ And when he says: ‘Iyyaka na budu wa iyyaka nasta in’ (6), He says: ‘This is between Me and My servant, and My servant shall have what he has asked for.’ And when he says: ‘Ihdina s-sirata l- mustaqim, siratal ladhina an amta alayhim ghayril-maghdubi alayhim wa la d-dallin’ (7), He says: ‘This is for My servant, and My servant shall have what he has asked for.’”&lt;br /&gt;{Hadith Qudsi, Source: Sacred Hadith.com}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step # 3. Deepen your knowledge of the concept of tawheed. Did you know the word 'tawheed' stems from the word 'wahad' which means One? Did you know that there are three categories of tawheed: Tawheed al-Ruboobiyah, Tawheed al-Ulooliyah and Tawheed Asma was Sifat? Don't be ashamed if you didn't know these things. I only learned about them today and I've been Muslim all my life (or I just don't recall learning about them in school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step # 4. Surround yourself with people who remind you of Him.  It is becoming increasingly challenging to be a Muslim these days. Our faith is constantly tested by our family, friends, classmates and colleagues. The society and culture we live in, basically. No matter how you see yourself - not-so-practicing Muslim, regular Muslim, etc. - if you want to know Allah you have to make sure that you make the conscious decision to be around Muslims who inspire you to become better human beings, better Muslims. Muslims who inspire the feeling of insaf (righteousness) in your heart.  They don't have to be scholars or Imams. They can be "ordinary" Muslims who strive to practice their deen to the best of their ability. Spend time with the righteous but not the self-righteous. Another personal tip: If you don't usually perform your prayers in congregation, break out of this routine one day and visit your local mosque or mussolah so you can can do so. Not only will Allah swt raise your darajah (rank) but He will also elevate your spirits, inshaAllah. A very beautiful feeling of unity, solidarity and serenity will arise in your heart because of the act of praying in congregation. This is the beauty of worshipping Al- Jami' (The Gatherer) with your fellow Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step # 5. Think positively of Allah swt and assume the best of Him.  Syed Qutb (may Allah have Mercy upon him) said: “The believing heart assumes the best of its Lord, and always expects the best from Him. It expects good from Him in times of ease and times of hardship, and it believes that Allah wants good for him in either situation. The secret of this is that his heart is connected to Allah, and the flow of good from Allah is never cut off. So, whenever the heart is connected to Him, it touches upon this fundamental reality and experiences it in a direct and sweet way.” [Fi Dhilal al-Qur’an] {Source: Hadithaday.org}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've shared about how I've struggled to acknowledge Allah swt in my life, I'm really interested to know how other people have come to know and understand their Creator. How have you experienced God's Presence in your life? What have you done to open up your heart to Him? Feel free to share your questions and thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you find this piece insightful!&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/3002832678391574705-4026814527656100731?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4026814527656100731/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-is-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4026814527656100731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4026814527656100731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-is-god.html' title='WHO IS GOD?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1386533289390310542</id><published>2011-12-02T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:09:53.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHH U GOT BIG GUNS HUH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://p.twimg.com/Afb0gQYCMAAvfjB.jpg:large" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://p.twimg.com/Afb0gQYCMAAvfjB.jpg:large" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1386533289390310542?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1386533289390310542/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/ohh-u-got-big-guns-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1386533289390310542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1386533289390310542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/ohh-u-got-big-guns-huh.html' title='OHH U GOT BIG GUNS HUH?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2005121977974715579</id><published>2011-12-01T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:23:39.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2*4-6+2=?</title><content type='html'>I figured it out,&lt;div&gt;I know why God suddenly put you in the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wants me to realize that He could make it happen, that He answers all prayers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all in all, it was also a test, and I didn't do so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got distracted at the point that I ignored him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How badly have I wronged myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But He is Almighty. I am thankful for His Grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learn that now's not the best time to fall, eventhough I might have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're no  more special than the rest, but I guess my heart kinda did this crazy thing which got me thinking you're It. My bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I'm ready to go through it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not when I'm a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thank you, for helping me solve this little puzzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still don't know if  I'm strong enough to brush it off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I'm back on track, I've prayed and prayed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm at peace now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you're gradually drifting away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I take it as an answer to my prayers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope by  you leaving, it'll be a new chapter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to work on myself. Be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If really, You're It, then somehow someway, we're gonna be It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, Allah is with those who are patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I wanna be on Allah's side :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care,SBB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that you'll always be in His Protection and be blessed with  His Grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Okay so emo and dramatic. Alamaak kasi chance la sikit! hahaha :P Okay, I'm gonna keep calm, build my eman, grow a moustache (rasanya Hamis Jalikha ada jual tak?) and go write a hell of a thesis! :D Night evribadi! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2005121977974715579?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2005121977974715579/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/24-62.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2005121977974715579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2005121977974715579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/12/24-62.html' title='2*4-6+2=?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7864446296984836903</id><published>2011-11-30T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:10:54.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Bottom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dqVj1ecP84/TSg-ON5Qe2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/JpzGZ1AuIG0/s1600/ScrewedUpBanner.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dqVj1ecP84/TSg-ON5Qe2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/JpzGZ1AuIG0/s1600/ScrewedUpBanner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alamak, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sucha a perfectionist yet underachieving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must stop sabotaging my own life (-.-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tak shiok gini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7864446296984836903?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7864446296984836903/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/rock-bottom.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7864446296984836903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7864446296984836903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/rock-bottom.html' title='Rock Bottom'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dqVj1ecP84/TSg-ON5Qe2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/JpzGZ1AuIG0/s72-c/ScrewedUpBanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-218938430040595760</id><published>2011-11-29T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:09:24.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finished the Race! And yes! I RAN KL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg860/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=860&amp;amp;filename=77pe.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg860/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=860&amp;amp;filename=77pe.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a thumbdrive! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I didn't realize it until my cousin told me that it wasn't just a keychain )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywho, I knew this sneaks junkie and I figured he would love it, so I gave it to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quite a fix, huh? (n.n)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywho, YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I RAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and I walked , abit abit. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finished in 1 hour &amp;amp; 13 minutes :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not my best time, but I'm glad I finished strong :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pics up soon! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: You're welcome, Silly. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-218938430040595760?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/218938430040595760/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-finished-race-and-yes-i-ran-kl.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/218938430040595760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/218938430040595760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-finished-race-and-yes-i-ran-kl.html' title='I finished the Race! 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I RAN KL!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7774719823227336307</id><published>2011-11-29T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T15:58:26.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I remembered why we're soul sisters :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5takzbgFhs8/TtVxHlaM-4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/A2tM1_iT7_o/s1600/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5takzbgFhs8/TtVxHlaM-4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/A2tM1_iT7_o/s400/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680570880112786306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZXtfzWcsa4/TtVxGrh0hUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/EGduhWTSRaQ/s1600/photo%2B%25286%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZXtfzWcsa4/TtVxGrh0hUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/EGduhWTSRaQ/s400/photo%2B%25286%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680570864575481154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ljzVSQpQ70/TtVxGmwDUJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3JxvmTWkzK8/s1600/photo%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ljzVSQpQ70/TtVxGmwDUJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3JxvmTWkzK8/s400/photo%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680570863292993682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever &amp;amp; Always :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7774719823227336307?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7774719823227336307/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-i-remembered-why-were-soul-sisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7774719823227336307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7774719823227336307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-i-remembered-why-were-soul-sisters.html' title='And I remembered why we&apos;re soul sisters :)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5takzbgFhs8/TtVxHlaM-4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/A2tM1_iT7_o/s72-c/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-720677727178293613</id><published>2011-11-29T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T15:39:16.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JIQ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjG3q37lJSE/TtVs1lZaXMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oFbjN3zHvLc/s1600/ajiq.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjG3q37lJSE/TtVs1lZaXMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oFbjN3zHvLc/s400/ajiq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680566172825312450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg741/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=741&amp;amp;filename=ncwxw.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg741/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=741&amp;amp;filename=ncwxw.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe, saja je tak letak gambar Hipster you :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gambar ni baru "PRIME". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Jiq!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(n.n)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May Allah Bless You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy shooting Julio Iglesias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-720677727178293613?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/720677727178293613/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-jiq.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/720677727178293613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/720677727178293613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-jiq.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JIQ!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjG3q37lJSE/TtVs1lZaXMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oFbjN3zHvLc/s72-c/ajiq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4382455581631505635</id><published>2011-11-29T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T15:30:57.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ,CHAWAN :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308087_1935288114449_1609710096_1579852_1549065419_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308087_1935288114449_1609710096_1579852_1549065419_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birtday, Bebegirl!&lt;br /&gt;You know how I am when it comes to birthdays ;'/&lt;br /&gt;EPIC FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I wanted to post up a picture of us on that night(or was it way-too-early morning) where we froze our asses with the rest of the UST kids for the no-show meteor shower, but I prefer this one of u with Owen 'cause you put your happy pretty fun face on! AND I MISS THAT 90-POUND HIPPIE WITH THAT PRETTY FUN FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: Make a trip to KL when you get back! Or i'll try my best to make it to Ipoh :) That, or i'll just visit you in HK next year (hopefully!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godspeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4382455581631505635?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4382455581631505635/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-belated-birthday-chawan-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4382455581631505635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4382455581631505635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-belated-birthday-chawan-d.html' title='HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ,CHAWAN :D'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1606389449794749808</id><published>2011-11-27T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T07:21:44.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Soon To Tell</title><content type='html'>Hitam.Kuning.Hitam. Kuning.&lt;br /&gt;Harimau berlari  menerkam Gazel.&lt;br /&gt;Namun keciciran.&lt;br /&gt;Haih.&lt;br /&gt;Tak baik mengeluh.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hati ni masih sayang dan kagum pada Harimau.&lt;br /&gt;Of course lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defeat can only mean one thing,  learning from our mistakes and the ability to get back on our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS MALAYSIA &amp; HARIMAU  KITA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1606389449794749808?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1606389449794749808/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/too-soon-to-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1606389449794749808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1606389449794749808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/too-soon-to-tell.html' title='Too Soon To Tell'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4220381379122899962</id><published>2011-11-26T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T07:07:18.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'/</title><content type='html'>Please don't be so nice to me. &lt;br /&gt;Not when I know that you're being nice to Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise me, whatever you do, don't let me fall for you. &lt;br /&gt;My heart just can't take that kind of beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be gone. Be gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4220381379122899962?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4220381379122899962/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4220381379122899962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4220381379122899962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;/'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4196110691693238362</id><published>2011-11-25T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:08:06.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"ROCK THE RUN "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OCI3fmoeLo/TtBz62oGb4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/aV5rhV0U--M/s1600/village%2Bmap.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OCI3fmoeLo/TtBz62oGb4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/aV5rhV0U--M/s320/village%2Bmap.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679166585047510914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNhiVFDGrJc/TtBz6iHjnJI/AAAAAAAAAfo/XESMHPSS85c/s1600/Distance%2Bmarker.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNhiVFDGrJc/TtBz6iHjnJI/AAAAAAAAAfo/XESMHPSS85c/s320/Distance%2Bmarker.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679166579542301842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGOwwpceEMY/TtBxXJ-jHqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/54O797PCsD0/s1600/2011-11-13%2B01.21.44.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGOwwpceEMY/TtBxXJ-jHqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/54O797PCsD0/s320/2011-11-13%2B01.21.44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679163772743392930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Race is TOMORROW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"PUSH YOURSELF!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Best Good Luck Wish ever from sweet Aisyah)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL THE BEST, RUNNERS! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEE YOU THERE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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pennies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sincerity, can never go wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5773952672992122836?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5773952672992122836/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/blunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5773952672992122836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5773952672992122836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/blunt.html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this numbness.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer possess that inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;Serves me right for missing the zikr. &lt;br /&gt;True what they said, &lt;br /&gt;LUPA ALLAH, KITA YANG RUGI.&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, eman's on the low la. Tak shiok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a real bugger.&lt;br /&gt;I almost got punched twice by my student who's suffering from schizophrenia ("Psychotic Disorder" was written on the medical letter given to me by his mother). &lt;br /&gt;Poor kid's been bugged with an army of demons (15 jinns &amp; 5 iblis to be exact as diagnosed by a well-known islamic spiritual healer).&lt;br /&gt;Call me superstitious, those things do EXIST,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first time I've ever experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;He was never that aggressive but heck, today 'they' decided to play with me.&lt;br /&gt;My heart raced as I entered the house which was never the case for the past few months I had been teaching him. Maybe 'they' knew it was that time of the month. &lt;br /&gt;I told Boy to follow as I recited Ayatul Kursi and the 3 Quls and  a du'a ("I seek refuge with God's Words from any creatures.")&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a weird angry look but we carried on with maths.&lt;br /&gt;I felt a stabbing pain on my back. Like someone was pressing me on my right shoulder.I told myself, maybe my body's aching from all the basketball practise, and squash and running. But weird enough, I felt fine until I reached his house. WEE-IRD. My feet went all cold and sweaty and so did my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were about to finish, he went beserk on me.&lt;br /&gt;He stood up out of the blue and shot a punch at me.&lt;br /&gt; Alhamdulillah for the squash training, or else I don't think I could have reflected that fast. And so was my heart, it pounded like a frickin' ferrari all pimped up with NOS. I felt the adrenaline rushing to my brain. I  SWEAR I WANTED TO SMACK THAT BOY'S HEAD.I didn't know how I managed to contain myself.&lt;br /&gt;I raised my voice at him and asked him whether He was upset with me. He said NO.&lt;br /&gt;And then I asked him whether that 'thing' told him to hurt me. He said "ha'ah" (yes), twice. &lt;br /&gt;I knew I couldn't falter cause I can feel that if I flipped or freaked out, things could go worse. So I demanded that he sat down. Get all garang at him so he'd be the one to get scared of me.&lt;br /&gt;We carried on until the end of class.&lt;br /&gt;After class, I had a conversation with his mom like I normally do and as usual he would excuse himslef and he would go upstairs after he had finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;He listened to our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't even about him.&lt;br /&gt;But the convo led us to talking about him and his condition.&lt;br /&gt;He stood up.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to take  a shot at me, LITERALLY. FOR THE SECOND TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!&lt;br /&gt;I had to take control of the situation so I scolded him, told him to go upstairs and perform his Asr prayer.&lt;br /&gt;He got upset, but went upstairs anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But he came down again, grunting and I felt warned. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go hide under the table, I was freakishly scared but I knew I had to stand up to him or to whatever that thing that I was facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the house during Maghrib.&lt;br /&gt;I could sense that I was being followed. I read al-Mulk in the car. And Ayatul Kursi &amp; 3 Kuls and all the zikr that I could think of.&lt;br /&gt;That uneasy feeling was still there. 'It' was still pressing on my right shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I could still feel 'its' presence in the car.Wosh, ngokngek betul. Tak kelakar okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told 'it' to go away, gave 'it' the lecture of 'its' life. (LOL I find it quite ridiculous too, macam cakap sorang sorang dalam kereta. ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;But as I drove closer to Sg. Besi, that feeling was replaced with a certain calmness and assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached campus and went straight to the sports centre to meet Bella &amp; the team. Gotta blow off some steam.&lt;br /&gt;My team lost the basketball match.Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;The squash boxes were full.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi after a few 'negotiations' with the boys, they let us take turns to use the court and between waiting for our turns, I got to shoot some hoops. Tak guna practise pun, dah tak dapat main on Saturday's game. Dah kalah ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bella, Ling &amp; Ko Ching and I went off for supper at Mamak Best. &lt;br /&gt;Maggi Goreng, Horlick Panas &amp; 100 Plus. Yes, dua drinks. Baru teringat satu hari tak makan.&lt;br /&gt;Reached my room around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Kechik (my roommate) takde. She moved out to her brother's house.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, as if the timing couldn't be anymore 'perfect' kan.&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed Bella's ma'thurat and read it. Sedap sikit rasa hati.&lt;br /&gt;Then had a phone convo with HH. Yeap, he's back in KL for three weeks. Best friend's wedding yadee yada. It was good talking to him. Freaked him out a little with my evening's paranormal activity . Haha. Poor, Silly, all home alone. ahaha. Distracted him from it by telling him that he's not allowed to have cendol Pak Wahab with anyone except me. &lt;br /&gt;Deal ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my email, and Woof said he's been Coke (as in Coca Cola) sober for 13 days! And counting! :D So proud of him. Wished I'd see more of him in campus tho. He's a ghost. Elok la tu, boleh kawan ngan Boy. haha. Okay, bad joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my shower around 1am as a validation that that 'thing' wasn't around. Alhamdulillah, 'it'-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, itu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special shout out to Yom ;) Read your tweet. Be strong. Pray &amp; Ask God to give what is BEST &amp; GOOD FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: currently waiting for  my 12-year-old skype date. Ish , kena stood up dengan budak baru sunat. Miss that boy, he's a man-boy now (LOL!). Azri, Azad's adorable gigantic brother, and the Papa et Maman are currently in Perth visiting  Azad &amp; Mel et La Famille. Miss them soooooo effin' much. I only got to meet Azri a few times when I went to Singapore but he's sucha a sweetheart, it's hard not to miss him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ferreal, itu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I SO NEED THIS CAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVs_uSvDYE4/TrunMg3va8I/AAAAAAAACWo/HhZ2VLHGkxM/s1600/Rainbow+Cake+in+a+Jar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 520px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVs_uSvDYE4/TrunMg3va8I/AAAAAAAACWo/HhZ2VLHGkxM/s1600/Rainbow+Cake+in+a+Jar1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3680387966739567333?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3680387966739567333/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-rooms-mess-and-so-is-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3680387966739567333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3680387966739567333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-rooms-mess-and-so-is-my-head.html' title='My room&apos;s a mess and so is my life (for now).'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVs_uSvDYE4/TrunMg3va8I/AAAAAAAACWo/HhZ2VLHGkxM/s72-c/Rainbow+Cake+in+a+Jar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3968889256885560133</id><published>2011-10-24T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:21:35.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM MUSLIM &amp; MY RELIGION TELLS ME TO COEXIST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf8yv5ulSe1qeplogo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&amp;Expires=1319606041&amp;Signature=J3UnHKbrAACfcYEef3BuUjFff8k%3D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 670px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf8yv5ulSe1qeplogo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&amp;Expires=1319606041&amp;Signature=J3UnHKbrAACfcYEef3BuUjFff8k%3D" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3968889256885560133?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3968889256885560133/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-muslim-my-religion-tells-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3968889256885560133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3968889256885560133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-muslim-my-religion-tells-me-to.html' title='I AM MUSLIM &amp; MY RELIGION TELLS ME TO COEXIST!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3103631910185998677</id><published>2011-10-24T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:20:29.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO BEAUTIFUL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmYwA_GdPeo/TS-KqCkAQCI/AAAAAAAAPJw/rTFHY9I6BBs/s1600/The-Beautiful-Mystical-Eyes-stunning-photos-veil-beautiful-eyes-eyes-stuff-Pic3-vail-hijab-beauty-oczy-usta-mejolgre-g%25C3%25B6zler-faces-Women-Bodies-Ochi_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmYwA_GdPeo/TS-KqCkAQCI/AAAAAAAAPJw/rTFHY9I6BBs/s1600/The-Beautiful-Mystical-Eyes-stunning-photos-veil-beautiful-eyes-eyes-stuff-Pic3-vail-hijab-beauty-oczy-usta-mejolgre-g%25C3%25B6zler-faces-Women-Bodies-Ochi_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc7tkvh13B1qdxa23o1_400.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc7tkvh13B1qdxa23o1_400.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3103631910185998677?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3103631910185998677/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3103631910185998677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3103631910185998677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-beautiful.html' title='HELLO BEAUTIFUL!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmYwA_GdPeo/TS-KqCkAQCI/AAAAAAAAPJw/rTFHY9I6BBs/s72-c/The-Beautiful-Mystical-Eyes-stunning-photos-veil-beautiful-eyes-eyes-stuff-Pic3-vail-hijab-beauty-oczy-usta-mejolgre-g%25C3%25B6zler-faces-Women-Bodies-Ochi_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-6104327971327830333</id><published>2011-10-20T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:31:59.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart People Argue. How Do We?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2010/1/8/129074885129976366.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2010/1/8/129074885129976366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is an argument?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To argue in an academic context is to present &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an opinion through the process of reasoning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supported by evidence. An argument seeks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to persuade through rational and critical &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;judgement. In academic writing an argument is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes called a claim or a thesis statement, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is also supported with evidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do we argue (intellectually) at university?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The everyday meaning of the term argument &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suggests a fight: an aggressive conflict or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;confrontation between adversaries, where &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one tries to dominate the other in order to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;‘win’. At university this kind of arguing is not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The aim of academic argument is to explore a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;question, a proposition or an area of knowledge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and achieve reasoned mutual understanding.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; It &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;is not important who ‘wins’—what matters most &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;is the quality of the argument itself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;engage in academic argument in your tutorial &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;discussions, you are developing your ideas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;advancing and clarifying your knowledge and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learning to think critically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*This is extracted from a &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lc.unsw.edu.au/onlib/pdf/disc.pdf"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;by UNSW &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I hope you find this useful. Inshallah, I pray that all of us will mature beautifully  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-6104327971327830333?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/6104327971327830333/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-people-argue-how-do-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6104327971327830333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6104327971327830333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/smart-people-argue-how-do-we.html' title='Smart People Argue. 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And [they are] those who do not testify to falsehood, and when they pass near ill speech, they pass by with dignity. And those who, when reminded of the verses of their Lord, do not fall upon them deaf and blind. And those who say, “Our Lord, grant us from among our wives and offspring comfort to our eyes and make us an example for the righteous.” Those will be awarded the Chamber for what they patiently endured, and they will be received therein with greetings and [words of] peace.” [25:71-75]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, when the world criticizes me a million times over&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, when the world keeps telling me hurtful things&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, when the world keeps pushing “ugly” at me.&lt;br /&gt;Give me the courage to hold firm to your Deen.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, as long as I am beautiful to you, nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, even when everyone leaves my side, let me take comfort in the fact that&lt;br /&gt;You are closer to me than my jugular vein [50:16]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;copied &amp;amp; edited from &lt;a href="http://islamicthinking.tumblr.com/post/11714700431/destinationjannah-im-sorry-im-sorry-i-dont"&gt;#muchlove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3475580172566754352?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3475580172566754352/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-not-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3475580172566754352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3475580172566754352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-not-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m NOT Sorry.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5632482713258308884</id><published>2011-10-19T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:27:53.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq3023IcIH1qzjor8o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq3023IcIH1qzjor8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5632482713258308884?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5632482713258308884/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5632482713258308884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5632482713258308884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-6760463167743689025</id><published>2011-10-19T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:16:51.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Islamic Thinking (tumblr to follow!) xx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(185, 189, 189); "&gt;&lt;h2 class="quote" style="font-size: 20px; line-height: 24px; text-shadow: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.898438) 0px 2px 1px; margin-right: 130px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Afghanistan my hometown, Jerusalem is my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I flash a Syrian smile, I’ve been Egyptian from the start.&lt;br /&gt;My kindness comes from Pakistan, My style Senegalese,&lt;br /&gt;Yemen and Somalia, join two continents at my knees.&lt;br /&gt;A Mauritanian mind, Libyan Legs, Arabian Disposition,&lt;br /&gt;Moroccan Passion, Turkish fashion, Indonesian Precision.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes peer from Kashmir, towards a Malaysian setting sun,&lt;br /&gt;My body is indivisible, I am an Ummah of one.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-6760463167743689025?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/6760463167743689025/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/islamic-thinking-tumblr-to-follow-xx.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6760463167743689025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6760463167743689025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/islamic-thinking-tumblr-to-follow-xx.html' title='Islamic Thinking (tumblr to follow!) xx'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2757581936528413910</id><published>2011-10-19T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:08:09.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith : full/less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(218, 221, 221); "&gt;The one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. The one without faith no explanation is possible. &lt;span&gt;Subhannalllah &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2757581936528413910?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2757581936528413910/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/faith-fullless.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2757581936528413910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2757581936528413910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/faith-fullless.html' title='Faith : full/less'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4671659325516037057</id><published>2011-10-19T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:05:49.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination: JENNAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(218, 221, 221); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;p style="padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="margin-right: 130px; "&gt;“Your best friend is the one who when seeing him reminds you of Allah, speaking to him increases you in knowledge, and his actions remind you of the Hereafter.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;-Prophet Muhammad (salla Allaahu ‘alayhi wa salaam)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4671659325516037057?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4671659325516037057/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/destination-jennah.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4671659325516037057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4671659325516037057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/destination-jennah.html' title='Destination: JENNAH'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4631662258055345562</id><published>2011-10-19T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T20:44:45.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspire Me, Thursday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://s-hphotos-sjc1.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc7/317010_10150327855086538_6267161537_8233189_723786802_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU7LdRkUMVM/TUc4kZO0cKI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/wvHs9hgEl2I/s1600/500daysofsummer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wherebadmovieslive.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/500-days-of-summer-zooey-not-interested.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://wherebadmovieslive.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/500-days-of-summer-zooey-not-interested.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;div&gt;I can read you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know what you've been doing to my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be fooled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's not that easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I can walk that mile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think I'd give up my heart that easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These walls won't break for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green lights are only for those who want to give it a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't give you romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye Summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a chance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.londonderrynh.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/movie-500_days_of_summer-stills-699220339.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.londonderrynh.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/movie-500_days_of_summer-stills-699220339.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5044832706941808480?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5044832706941808480/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/better-than-tom.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5044832706941808480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5044832706941808480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/better-than-tom.html' title='Better than Tom.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU7LdRkUMVM/TUc4kZO0cKI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/wvHs9hgEl2I/s72-c/500daysofsummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1312569735461059060</id><published>2011-10-11T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:32:56.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG THINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3EgUmGm0CY/SXnfHEyaxhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dNQC15c3OMc/s400/Steve+Jobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3EgUmGm0CY/SXnfHEyaxhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dNQC15c3OMc/s400/Steve+Jobs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No one has ever escaped it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And that is as it should be, because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Death is very likely the single best invention of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Jobs , Stanford commencement address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in a tempurung next to mine, this is what you have missed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Steve Jobs had passed away. RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)He left iPhone4s as a farewell gift to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Budget 2012 is out. %2 annual increase for pensioners and also other things. Oh, and some people are still being ungrateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Parliament members still bergaduh macam budak kecik yang pemadam dia kena curi dengan budak kelas sebelah. Then waktu rehat boleh share bekal sama sama (in their case hisap rokok sesama) lestu habis rehat gaduh balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Obama's campaining for a second term in service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)People in Malaysia is still ignorant about road safety and are eager to be just another death-by-road-accidents statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)I'm trying out for the inter-college squash tournament (hence, training everyday along side beginners and uni reps and former national players)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Things's been crazy hectic especially during the weekdays when i have to juggle classes, tutoring, project, exams , swimming &amp;amp; squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)In need of an interneship placement at Petronas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)In need of a hang out (or at least time to watch tv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) friends heard a rumor of me being put on a leash by my 'boyfriend'. LOL, i didn't know they actually realize that i have an imaginary boyfriend. haha. Apalaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Weirdly, I still get enough sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Planning to blog about the sociolinguistical antics of malaysians ;) (My BBI2414 Interactive Speaking instructor, Ms. Lessler, is AWESOME! Imagine a female version of Russell Peters. What? You don't know Russell Peters, haiya youu, quick! go google! heheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Just had lunch with a friend who has struggled and now living her dream . Atikah Amirah, you inspire me and you made me feel even more empowered to strive and be the best for Allah and for myself and everyone else.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are inspired by what Jobs said. It took me 21 years to realize you don't get it easy. Experiences and mistakes made had made me realized that i should kick off my habit of wasting time and stop being lazy and that being a dream chaser is a full time thing. Yes, that long to realize certain things I do are not good for me, my faith, and my family &amp;amp; other people around me and also for the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Life's about changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and although I wish I would have changed for the better sooner I could not do anything to rewind time. I'm glad and I praise God everyday everyday for gracing me the strength and everything that I need to realize my full potential and to become a better muslim and person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you're still one of the living, it's never too late to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;p/s: for you dream chasers, a lil tip,read al-inshirah everyday! it'll give u the motivation &amp;amp; strength to always put be on your A-game ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1312569735461059060?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1312569735461059060/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1312569735461059060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1312569735461059060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-things.html' title='BIG THINGS'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3EgUmGm0CY/SXnfHEyaxhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dNQC15c3OMc/s72-c/Steve+Jobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7782229412056792889</id><published>2011-10-10T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:41:20.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk That Mile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wA4ppvp2IzY?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wA4ppvp2IzY?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7782229412056792889?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7782229412056792889/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/walk-that-mile.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7782229412056792889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7782229412056792889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/walk-that-mile.html' title='Walk That Mile'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-25960110428413177</id><published>2011-10-04T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T03:55:48.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Francis</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Et rappelle-toi que tu peux avoir le monde à tes pieds&lt;br /&gt;Si tu ne te laisses pas abattre par ceux qui te laissent de côté"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And remember that you can have the whole world at your feet&lt;br /&gt;If you don't let those who put you aside bring you down-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-25960110428413177?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/25960110428413177/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/francis.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/25960110428413177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/25960110428413177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/francis.html' title='Francis'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4663218257051549743</id><published>2011-10-01T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T08:12:01.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not that hard to figure out but Baby, you don't know a thing about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/282127_10150264985815636_650410635_8124572_3849108_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 500px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/282127_10150264985815636_650410635_8124572_3849108_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I read Hanis Zalikha's blog.&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty entertaining :)&lt;br /&gt;I recenly read her post on publicizing one's love life.&lt;br /&gt;I like what she wrote &amp;amp; I agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;Certain things should be kept private especially when one is a public figure ( or one's blog is read by her mother &amp;amp; aunts &amp;amp; cousins &amp;amp; friends &amp;amp; some random strangers from Latvia).&lt;br /&gt;So yea, couldn't agree more/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I have a virtual 'big mouth'.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I would kiss &amp;amp; blog.&lt;br /&gt;I just like to express how I feel on my own site.&lt;br /&gt;Facebook &amp;amp; Twitter is waaay too public.&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Najib (who's by the way is on Twitter &amp;amp; Facebook mueheh super savvy lah my prime minister) might just find out that I had just gone from "single" to "it's complicated".&lt;br /&gt;Itu contoh ya. I ain't got no facebook no more, girlfreeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yennywho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point is,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a freaking hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;A freaking cerewet one.&lt;br /&gt;One that my friend would call "the cerewet perfectionist".&lt;br /&gt;*this is your cue to say "macamlah kau perfect sangaaaat".&lt;br /&gt;heheh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like posting about cryptic romantic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing significant pun.&lt;br /&gt;Just things/people I find romantic that I encounter in my ultra boring "forever alone" life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, before I make "Him &amp;amp; I, are an everyday thing", I'd make sure "He &amp;amp; I make God an everyday thing" first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once said to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never know the meaning of love for a man until you've married".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet, if Hanis Zalikha reads this, she would agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: too many things to worry about. and love is not one of them, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4663218257051549743?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4663218257051549743/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-not-that-hard-to-figure-out-but-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4663218257051549743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4663218257051549743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-not-that-hard-to-figure-out-but-baby.html' title='I&apos;m not that hard to figure out but Baby, you don&apos;t know a thing about me.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1870378815513122598</id><published>2011-09-26T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:09:12.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inbox (0)</title><content type='html'>It's going to be a looooong 5-day wait till the next beep beep.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I won't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies faster than you do, silly blue bird!:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;Till Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1870378815513122598?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1870378815513122598/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/inbox-0.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1870378815513122598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1870378815513122598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/inbox-0.html' title='Inbox (0)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-2392046017175581844</id><published>2011-09-24T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T09:05:16.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is what happens.</title><content type='html'>Tak boleh cerita banyak when life is taking place.&lt;br /&gt;Macam, you're having so much fun that you forgot to capture the moments  with the camera you had with you.&lt;br /&gt;Macam, busy sangat, sampai lupa nak makan.&lt;br /&gt;Macam,you want to tell everything to everyone but in the end you end up telling no one because you just can't be botered about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Macam, nak breathe tapi kena habiskan kerja dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha macam tu lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam macam lah aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Malam. &lt;br /&gt;P/s: Aisyah will be back in a week's time. Can't wait. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2392046017175581844?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2392046017175581844/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-is-what-happens.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2392046017175581844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2392046017175581844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-is-what-happens.html' title='Life is what happens.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4706847197313923768</id><published>2011-09-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T18:55:17.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 99 Divine Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mrcoYTGCXvc?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mrcoYTGCXvc?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma ul-Husna means the 99 names of Allah (The Supreme God)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're a muslim I'm pretty sure you've heard the  compilation of the Asma ul Husna before and to those who haven't simply click play on the youtube video that  i've linked on this post ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to know more, click &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Names_of_God_in_Islam"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This 'song' brings back a fond memory of my childhood. I used to go to a 'sekolah agama harian' after school back in my primary years. All the Ustazahs and Ustazs (alaa dua je pun ustaz nya hahah) and  &lt;i&gt;kawan-kawan sekolah agama &lt;/i&gt; would assemble before class and we would 'sing' Asma ul Husna together led by a radio cassette played so &lt;i&gt;kuat&lt;/i&gt; in the field (our school dekat dengan soccer field and play ground) . We always get the words wrong 'cause kids being kids, we weren't trained like the Glee team running for Sectionals or Regionals , let alone Nationals. It was more of a "Ustaz press play on the radio and budak darjah 1 sampai darjah 6 jerit, i mean, nyanyi tak-berapa-nak-in-tune and definitely kuat kuat Asma ul Husna". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say, apart from the 'lyrics' , I really like the music or the tone or whatever you call it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pretty catchy. I mean not in the "baby baby oooh" catchy, more like "i've listened to this my whole life and i can definitely sing to it but i can't remember the words" catchy. You got me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; LOL :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays they have like tons of versions from that Sami guy to other unknown-but-i-know-they-exist muslim artistes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I googled a few versions and saw one that says "Siti Nurhaliza &amp;amp; Asma ul Husna". Fuishoh. Dia guna cindai-lah mana version ke jerat percintaan punya version agaknya? Power ranger la kak Siti. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fave is still the classic i-used-to-listen-and-sing-to-since-tadika punya version. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I quote  a saheeh hadith (took it from wiki) ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Abu Huraira reported &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allah" title="Allah" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Allah&lt;/a&gt;'s Messenger (may &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peace_be_upon_him_(Islam)" title="Peace be upon him (Islam)" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;peace be upon him&lt;/a&gt;) as saying: There are ninety-nine names of Allah; he who commits them to memory would get into&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jannah" title="Jannah" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Paradise&lt;/a&gt;. Verily, Allah is Odd (He is one, and it is an odd number) and He loves odd number. And in the narration of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%60Abd_Allah_ibn_%60Umar" title="`Abd Allah ibn `Umar" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Ibn 'Umar&lt;/a&gt; (the words are): "He who enumerated them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1em; text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;—&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muslim_ibn_al-Hajjaj_Nishapuri" title="Muslim ibn al-Hajjaj Nishapuri" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Muslim ibn al-Hajjaj Nishapuri&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;cite style="font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sahih Muslim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;cite style="font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;sup id="cite_ref-3" class="reference" style="line-height: 1em; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Names_of_God_in_Islam#cite_note-3" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; white-space: nowrap; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="font-family: sans-serif; text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="font-family: sans-serif; text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;So yea, instead of "everyday we shufflin' tteet teet toot teett toot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;why not, "everyday we asma ul husna-ing". First LOL, then  do it yo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;Heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;PS: You know the greeting  As-Salaamu Alaikum means "peace be upon you" kan? well, As-Salaam is also one of the 99 names of Allah which means The Peace or The Savior, so technically, you're also wishing that person that May God (The Peace &amp;amp; The Saviour) be with them. And that's huge, if not to them, to God ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;Ma'as-Salaamah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="templatequotecite" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1em; text-align: left; padding-left: 2em; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4706847197313923768?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4706847197313923768/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/99-divine-names.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4706847197313923768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4706847197313923768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/99-divine-names.html' title='The 99 Divine Names'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1852644539611400858</id><published>2011-09-20T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:39:03.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"When I wake up in the morning light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The sky is shining bri-ight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I look at youuu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lovely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lovely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lovely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lovely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;LOVELY DAY! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning, loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, you probably guessed it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's that song from the Nescafe ad. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's actually a song from a band of the 70's. (go google!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you're having a great morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1852644539611400858?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1852644539611400858/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/lovely-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1852644539611400858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3459925135190758346?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3459925135190758346/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/november.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3459925135190758346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3459925135190758346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-6757521510762324846</id><published>2011-09-11T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:05:57.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-6757521510762324846?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/6757521510762324846/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6757521510762324846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6757521510762324846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3071516342752201106</id><published>2011-09-10T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:50:03.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Expectation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kimn.net/graphics/snoopy3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 236px;" src="http://www.kimn.net/graphics/snoopy3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/friendship_sincerity_postcard-p239270043150431644qibm_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/friendship_sincerity_postcard-p239270043150431644qibm_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect nothing else but sincerity.&lt;div&gt;Hearts do care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minds do matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerity is the only thing I want in return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me that it isn't too much to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me that my expectations aren't too high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerity is my only currency to purchase a friendship, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both should demand for it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both should supply it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have the bargaining power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both will profit from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we don't,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we should cut our losses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you mean business, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean business too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There'll be no hesitation in making each  other redundant, if one of our sincerity depletes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the Jennah's economy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennah's not free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet Adam Smith would agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerity is our capital and Eman is our asset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reap what we sow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So should we draw that line between trying too hard and trying our best?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think we should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just try hard to be our best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll invest in you, if you invest in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever is personal, is also business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's just how the market works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3071516342752201106?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3071516342752201106/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-expectation.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3071516342752201106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3071516342752201106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-expectation.html' title='The Great Expectation.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1424601895889226938</id><published>2011-09-10T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T05:46:14.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Square One.</title><content type='html'>Today was challenging.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy traffic and today's class brought the worst in me.&lt;br /&gt;Astaghfirullah, macam tak kenal apa tu sabar.&lt;br /&gt;Geram hoish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Alhamdulillah,&lt;br /&gt;I've settled a lot of things today and I'm ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;Plus,&lt;br /&gt;I've made peace with what I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;Bless that Ustaz for giving me good advices. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's starting on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta bring my A-game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys are enjoying your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Bless you! xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1424601895889226938?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1424601895889226938/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-square-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1424601895889226938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1424601895889226938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to Square One.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5164152957388534961</id><published>2011-09-09T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T08:55:44.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember I told you I  had a bad dream?</title><content type='html'>Well, it came true.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my phone.&lt;br /&gt;SO many signs,&lt;br /&gt;but none prevented me from losing it today.&lt;br /&gt;Innalillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5164152957388534961?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5164152957388534961/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember-i-told-you-i-had-bad-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5164152957388534961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5164152957388534961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember-i-told-you-i-had-bad-dream.html' title='Remember I told you I  had a bad dream?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1666900617857530346</id><published>2011-09-07T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T00:08:14.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chin up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mileanhour.com/files/2010/12/Cheer-Up431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.mileanhour.com/files/2010/12/Cheer-Up431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ Q 94:8]  : Solace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a name="094.001"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Have We not expanded thee thy breast?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a name="094.002"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And removed from thee thy burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a name="094.003"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -The which did gall thy back?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -And raised high the esteem (in which) thou (art held)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a name="094.005"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So, verily, with every difficulty, there is relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Verily, with every difficulty there is relief&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -Therefore, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;when thou art free (from thine immediate task), still labour hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; --&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And to thy Lord turn (all) thy attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Inshirah is one surah one should always remind yourself (coupled with ad-Dhuha) when you find yourself struggling or in distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things don't go our way .&lt;br /&gt;Don't say life isn't fair.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, as cliche as it sounds, does happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;And of all things that didn't go as planned, they  might not be good for us.&lt;br /&gt;God knows best when we know not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whenever things are down or go the other way around,  we gotta keep reminding ourselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, this isn't so bad, things could have gone worse!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If it weren't for days like these, I wouldn't have thought of the happy days that I'm thankful for. Life would be too monotonous if it just lies flat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things will be a-okay. Inshallah. Now, let's channel these frustrations by doing something good, productive &amp;amp; fruitful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No point complaining to other people, the  best One to console to is God. He's the one who can help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pujuk diri sendiri. if you can't help yourself feel better, then no one can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Instead of being bitter, why not be better?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm yourself down. Be reasonable. Be logical. Don't let emotions take over your judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a bit down this morning. But alhamdulillah I feel a lot better after cleaning up the mess in the kitchen (before all the periuks were cleaned, my kitchen looked like a crime scene, duh berry duh dahsyat you know!). Cleaning beats retail therapy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more stuff to do today. No time to be sad. Inshallah things will get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*uni room spring cleaning , gotta move in by friday cause my weekend is swamped!&lt;br /&gt;*attend Shera's engagement&lt;br /&gt;* 5 tutoring sessions over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;*Sample run for my FYP on Monday (yea! uni starts next week! woohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;*Course registration updates and tuition fees payment&lt;br /&gt;*Industrial training applications&lt;br /&gt;*module preps&lt;br /&gt;*perhaps add in a lil train-run for a competitive 5k run! ;)&lt;br /&gt;*be more consistent in ibadah and charity!&lt;br /&gt;*meet up with aishah for a cooking sesh and  religious classes. Looks like BQ will have a new pretty addition. Alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the semester to start. So many things and people to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;Inshallah , things will get better and better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1666900617857530346?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1666900617857530346/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/chin-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1666900617857530346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1666900617857530346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/chin-up.html' title='Chin up!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5473771396483195706</id><published>2011-09-07T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:53:35.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P(HH) = 0 , so far.</title><content type='html'>I went to bed excited about the morrow.&lt;br /&gt;Only to find myself waking up on the wrong side of the bed,&lt;br /&gt;After a weird and a really bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something bad happened this Fajr.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think those bad people realized or even care of how badly they can ruin other people's day.&lt;br /&gt;May Allah repay them justly for what they did and&lt;br /&gt;May Allah protect and relieve his family and him from this test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, basically cendol date is cancelled thanks to those damned burglars.&lt;br /&gt;Haih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5473771396483195706?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5473771396483195706/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-had-bad-dream-and-somehow-it-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5473771396483195706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5473771396483195706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-had-bad-dream-and-somehow-it-came.html' title='P(HH) = 0 , so far.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-9147480933546123778</id><published>2011-09-07T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:54:52.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>£8 worth of skype talk time &amp; a Maaf Zahir Batin from Japan :)</title><content type='html'>F called! Aww he's such a sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;He's one of the nicest guys I'm lucky to have made friends with, mashallah! &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation went from me asking him to reply me in japanese (which means me pretending to understand whatever he was saying although i was as clueless as a dawg) to kuih semperit, to future plans, to girlfriends in kebaya and to soalan cepu emas which I never got to finish answering 'cause his credit tinggal 30cents. Haha. U must balik soon. We finish that convo over teh O, okay? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all's good for you, Nippon Man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm  virtual hugs from Malaysia! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-9147480933546123778?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/9147480933546123778/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/8-worth-of-skype-talk-time-maaf-zahir.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/9147480933546123778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/9147480933546123778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/8-worth-of-skype-talk-time-maaf-zahir.html' title='£8 worth of skype talk time &amp; a Maaf Zahir Batin from Japan :)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4932608736761986325</id><published>2011-09-05T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:35:38.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adults are just Kids with Money (&amp; Bills to Pay)  :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.recipegirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/Greek-Dinner-Party51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.recipegirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/Greek-Dinner-Party51.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really been updating my blog properly since i'm too lazy to turn on my laptop. What ever I've been posting for the past few weeks are from my phone. Thatzewhy there aren't any photos included. I'm one buta jakun so I don't know how to work the mobile blog thing, hence, no photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, here's what's been happening, (if you don't mind listening to my rambling la :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For puasa, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I met this pretty lady named Aisyah! She's a friend from Singapore who was recently posted to KL for work. Met her for iftar and I must say she's the most talkative person I've ever met! LOL in so many good ways! She travels quite a lot and she likes to cook (mueheh what are the odds! i'm in the cooking phase too!) and she's in Islamic finance &amp; banking (again! something I'd like to get my hands on!).&lt;br /&gt;She's now in Zurich for training and I can't wait to see her again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I haven't really buka puasa dekat luar, except for the three times (one with Aisyah at Ben's , one with my family at the Residence, and one with My Uncles &amp; Aunts &amp; Cousins at the Mariott).  I wasn't keen on the idea of missing my tarawikh 'cause I know once I get back from Iftar I'd be too tired or too lazy to do it at home on my own. So I might as well skip the invitations and concentrate on the double delux juicy beef burger in Jennah then Nasi Telur at the corner of Jennah. Kan kan kan? It was the Bonus Month kan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I try to perfect my wajib and try to add on sunnahs as much as I could and I I'm trying listen to music less and so far alhamdulillah I managed to. I do have my lazy days and I did miss a few tarawikhs and hilang khuyuk here and there (which I find sooo sayang and rugi and so geram of me to do that). I get so malas sometimes and I hate the fact that my Iman fluctuates and it bothers the hell out of me that I sometimes choose not to do anything about it. I'm sooo thankful I have people around me who constantly reminded  me to perservere. Allah loves people who perservere and  who are patient in doing ibadah and avoiding temptations, so I must remind myself time and time again.  I have to be hard on myself in these things 'cause I know I can push myself to be better for God. Inshallah, Ameen. And I really hope I can help others be better too. Inshallah. Ameen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mel balik! WOOOT! We went out the whoooole day a couple days before Eid. we khatam the Golden Triangle in search of the perfect maxi dress and kasut raya. LOL (n.n)&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty tiring but I was soooo happy I get to see her and break fast with her parents and our relatives! I love her and her family so much! (n.n) Baby, I'm sorry if I don't get to see you as much due to raya :( Next time you balik surprise surprise, I take you to Humble Chef okay! and we go lepak with Dan &amp; Khan! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tak berapa nak feel, but then Boo raya dengan kita this year, and Mel and HH cakap dorang nak balik. So I had things and people to look forward to! I can never thank God enough for all the blessings that he Has given me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I got to meet Nadhirah! :DD that was awesome! and my 'Kakak' gave me duit raya! hehehehe. This year paling banyak duit raya. LOL. but most of them go to the car's installments and telephone bills and groceries. LOL But no complaints! I'm a happy adult in the making (n.n) As the title says, Adults are just Kids with Money &amp; Bills to Pay. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My family &amp; I visited kampung and relatives there and in KL and damn seronok! Not just because got banyak duit raya laaa, but because I got to see them after so looong! Some have grown up (damn tall u know! Atok's gene is well preserved hehe) and some already have their own lil brood and their babies and kids are sho cute! Muehehe, I love you Tok, Opah, Yayi &amp; Nyai. You left one hell of a legacy ;) May Allah bless you and may we get to see you in Jennatul Firdaus! Ameen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A few friends ajak themselves over raya (ee tak malu, eceh, padahal kita yang sibuk ajak. haha) and I cooked (and baked!)! *i see some of you raising your eyebrows there* hahaha. Alaaa  I said I can cook and bake but I never said I'm damn good at them kan? LOL. Kalau nak rasa, silalah datang beraya :D I'll be having guests tonight for a small get together. Haiyo 20 hungry home boys (and a few beautiful ladies)  to feed ! Aaaand my parents are off to Langkawi. Gotta call them Smurfs to help me out! Eh chop, do u think they sell Martha Stewart on ebay? Not her recipes, I mean her, the person. And I am dead serious. I NEED HELP! (&gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I got to meet my two beautiful women! Anbreen &amp; Erin Adlina! Ya Allah, they're so beautiful in so many ways! They're such inspirations to me :) xox to my fabulous ladies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Azlela (and her family!), Fahrah &amp; Rayyan &amp; Ajiq came over. Gila fun that night! Dewi got along really wait, no, TOO wll with them! LOL funny bo.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Met the Melawati gals and HH for lunch yesterday. :) Happy happy feelings(n.n) LOL. Siapa yang kenal please please please la jangan tease. I know, siapa suruh gatal nak tulis jugak. But cannot tahan, too excited. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As mentioned, the old love birds are off for a honeymoon. (kat Langkawi je, tiket murah. haha) I sent them off yesterday. My my yesterday was a really long day, but twas a happy day :) Got to meet my friends and got Boo at home and got to eat sotong sambal kicap (idk what it's really called) at my aunt's . Tapi when I was on my way home, rasa tak shiok, Cause there's no one to go home to. Suddenly missed Mak &amp; Bapak. Abang said he was going out and he told me to go out with my friends 'cause he's worried apa apa jadi if i stay home alone and lol,  I'm one damn penakut also. So, although tired as hell, I called Miu, Faiz, Naim (&amp;gf) &amp; Ain and we went to Humble Chef (quick! go google!). It was good catching up, with the Moon as my date. Best gila makan under the night sky :) It was a pretty sight for a pretty night :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it so far from moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need get dressed and go grocery shopping avec mon Smurf Azri &amp; Dewi for  my dinner party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh the joy of seeing people eat what I make for them and the joy of playing hostess! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bismillahirahmanirrahim :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: inshallah, if there are photos, I'll post 'em :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4932608736761986325?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4932608736761986325/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/adults-are-just-kids-with-money-bills.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4932608736761986325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4932608736761986325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/adults-are-just-kids-with-money-bills.html' title='Adults are just Kids with Money (&amp; Bills to Pay)  :P'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-4188125839658152037</id><published>2011-09-05T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T19:40:28.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Blue Bird .</title><content type='html'>Finally, after five years. &lt;br /&gt;(n.n)&lt;br /&gt;It's good to see you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to leave so soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll be what, another 2-3 years till I get to see your familiar face again, huh stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's okay, we'll make the most out it before we both get back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last makan-makan , whadya say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I heard Karma's a bitch, But we have God, no? So, apamaurisau. LOL :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-4188125839658152037?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/4188125839658152037/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/silly-blue-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4188125839658152037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/4188125839658152037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/silly-blue-bird.html' title='Silly Blue Bird .'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1716388223079055479</id><published>2011-09-03T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:02:47.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Fatihah to the Malaysian who was accidentally  shot dead in Mogadishu, Somalia.</title><content type='html'>May Allah reserve a place for you in Jannah. Ameen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1716388223079055479?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1716388223079055479/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/al-fatihah-to-malaysian-who-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1716388223079055479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1716388223079055479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/09/al-fatihah-to-malaysian-who-was.html' title='Al Fatihah to the Malaysian who was accidentally  shot dead in Mogadishu, Somalia.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3159126033307537572</id><published>2011-09-03T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:53:52.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonne nuit, mon Dieu.</title><content type='html'>Au nom de Toi, je vais au lit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Á demain, le monde! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3159126033307537572?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5291961581273407650</id><published>2011-08-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T10:48:23.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a girl.</title><content type='html'>Do u expect me  not to play coy or even put a lil resistanece eventhough it might seem a lil' immature?&lt;br /&gt;I do expect u to take that challenge, to prove that you're worthy of whatever we're gonna have (even if it's just friendship).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the guy.&lt;br /&gt;You make the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;And I have nothing to lose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5291961581273407650?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-8508203731362659902</id><published>2011-08-29T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T09:20:26.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not too late to back out</title><content type='html'>Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-8508203731362659902?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/8508203731362659902/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-your-cup.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Muehehe</title><content type='html'>Dear Robbul Alameen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the King of Men and the King of the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;The Exalted,&lt;br /&gt;The One and Only who can Forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Our only Protector,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan's all freed and the deceaseds' souls are back to face Your Questioning.  May You be just on their souls and may You have Mercy on the dead and also on us, the living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let us be consistent in our ibadah and just like You have given us strength to refrain ourselves from our nafsu  and let us behave&lt;br /&gt;from committing sins in Ramadhan, May You also give us strength to let us strive for Your Ridha and Jennah and please keep Satan and his temptations away from us. May you reserve a place for us in Jennah , and keep us as far away from an-Nar as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord of Mercy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please strengthen the iman of all muslims&lt;br /&gt;Please guide us in the Right Path and lead us in the true akidah&lt;br /&gt;Please guide all muslims who have gone astray&lt;br /&gt;Please Heal all muslims from all kinds of  sickness (mentally, physically, spiritually and emotionally),&lt;br /&gt;Please Free all muslims from all debts. &lt;br /&gt;Please instill Courage in all muslims who are fighting in Your Cause.&lt;br /&gt;Please Unite all Muslims and make us strong as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear fellow Muslims and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if i have ever wronged u, intentionally or unintentionally, consciously or subconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;Halalkan if i've makan ur hati, rendang or kuih (n.n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this month (and all year round) be blessed like Ramadhan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A lil' reminder to myself and you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't over eat and keep on doing the ibadah that u've practised in Ramadhan okay? Of course with the exception of Tarawikh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EID WAL MUBARAK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-2573802358288827877?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/2573802358288827877/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/salaam-lebaran-salaam-melebarkan-badan.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2573802358288827877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/2573802358288827877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/salaam-lebaran-salaam-melebarkan-badan.html' title='Salaam Lebaran &amp; Salaam Melebarkan Badan! Muehehe'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7615972474302820618</id><published>2011-08-24T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T19:41:28.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsnoozable!</title><content type='html'>Ever had those moments when u were a kid where it's too early to get up and your parents decided to drag u out of bed while you're still in your jammies 'cause they said they're taking you to a 'special' place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, imagine the same situation but now you're 20 years older, and that special place is the Med Centre. &lt;br /&gt;Why Ma? Why Ba? WHYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get what's goin on, well, I am currently in the car , parked at my uni's Medical Centre (my parent's panel docs are here) . My parents aren't feeling well so they decided to get checked up. The reason why I have to tag along is beecaaause Abang (who lives 15 mins from my uni, is getting his new car at  the car place la. So i need to get his old car home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleep-deprived.&lt;br /&gt;I am barely half awake.&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm still in my jammies (u.u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7615972474302820618?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7615972474302820618/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/unsnoozable.html#comment-form' title='2 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7615972474302820618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7615972474302820618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/unsnoozable.html' title='Unsnoozable!'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-256452546041842982</id><published>2011-08-24T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T08:23:31.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes are not to be un-done</title><content type='html'>Mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Are&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINIMIZED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-256452546041842982?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/256452546041842982/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/mistakes-are-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/256452546041842982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/256452546041842982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/mistakes-are-not.html' title='Mistakes are not to be un-done'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5629576833284296791</id><published>2011-08-24T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:52:06.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things</title><content type='html'>To do&lt;br /&gt;To talk about&lt;br /&gt;To look forward to! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5629576833284296791?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5629576833284296791/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-many-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5629576833284296791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5629576833284296791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-many-things.html' title='So many things'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-6980991011844542388</id><published>2011-08-20T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T16:46:24.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance &amp; Arrogance are shaytan's cocktail. Need I say more?</title><content type='html'>Don't be consumed by them or it'll lead us to our own ruin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we have been shown the Signs, yet we still turn away or make excuses/delay ,&lt;br /&gt;certainly donkeys are better creatures than us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, God has nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;We do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah always have mercy on us. :) &lt;br /&gt;Ameen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-6980991011844542388?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/6980991011844542388/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/ignorance.html#comment-form' title='2 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6980991011844542388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6980991011844542388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/ignorance.html' title='Ignorance &amp; Arrogance are shaytan&apos;s cocktail. Need I say more?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-6168980944563933488</id><published>2011-08-18T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:53:41.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better.</title><content type='html'>Calmer,&lt;br /&gt;More patient,&lt;br /&gt;Work harder.&lt;br /&gt;More understanding,&lt;br /&gt;More independent,&lt;br /&gt;Educated.&lt;br /&gt;Wiser,&lt;br /&gt;More mature,&lt;br /&gt;More thankful.&lt;br /&gt;Smarter and quicker at reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;More rational,&lt;br /&gt;More sincere.&lt;br /&gt;Less subconciously offensive or rude.&lt;br /&gt;Have better intentions.&lt;br /&gt;Able to change a person's  mind.&lt;br /&gt;Do more,&lt;br /&gt;Give more,&lt;br /&gt;Love more.&lt;br /&gt;Always have God in my, thoughts, judgement, feelings, words and action every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;Have higher expectations of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Live up to my potentials.&lt;br /&gt;Achieve.&lt;br /&gt;Stop being so hard on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to (be),&lt;br /&gt;BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah, Ameen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? How much better do you wish to be? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me , or simply say it out loud in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;And Inshallah, I'll pray for you too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-6168980944563933488?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/6168980944563933488/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/better.html#comment-form' title='2 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6168980944563933488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/6168980944563933488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/better.html' title='Better.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3886330213864768064</id><published>2011-08-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:17:08.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Three-hour talk with bb (n.n) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see u! *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3886330213864768064?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3886330213864768064/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3886330213864768064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3886330213864768064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_17.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-7905625712883892540</id><published>2011-08-16T23:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T05:40:48.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As to why I'm glad, curious, yet unsure.</title><content type='html'>RAHSIA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All-Knowing Lord, Rabbul Alameen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let YOU choose what's best for me. That way, I don't need to settle for second best.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, YOU know everything when I know not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pp/s: so many things to look forward to this raya! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-7905625712883892540?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/7905625712883892540/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/as-to-why-im-glad-curious-yet-unsure.html#comment-form' title='2 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7905625712883892540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/7905625712883892540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/as-to-why-im-glad-curious-yet-unsure.html' title='As to why I&apos;m glad, curious, yet unsure.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1799174168746001490</id><published>2011-08-14T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T21:10:58.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#creepedout</title><content type='html'>It's been two days and that creep won't stop texting me!!&lt;br /&gt;Alamak, amacams? Scary laaa!&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i could do is not do anything cause any reply (even it's telling him to stop) would trigger him to kacau me even more. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;Ajiq said pergi report to maxis. How? Gotta work that out  later. Haih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, i gotta shake this morning laziness!&lt;br /&gt;Already missed my appointment with my sv because missy just couldn't wake herself up. Aiyah, how to be a good bakal menantu ni? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,noon or not,  better start the day than never! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1799174168746001490?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1799174168746001490/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/creepedout.html#comment-form' title='1 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1799174168746001490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1799174168746001490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/creepedout.html' title='#creepedout'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-1360678509433496161</id><published>2011-08-14T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T08:47:43.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#shedidn'tcallbecause SHE GOT THE WRONG NUMBER! (U.U)</title><content type='html'>I saw him on the news a couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;He's back! &lt;br /&gt;Quickly called A and asked. She confirmed. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;Asked A how she was. Missed her so much! Glad she's doing well.&lt;br /&gt;A and her sister, N went to visit him before he graduated.&lt;br /&gt;They said he remembered me and said something nice . *beamsevenmore*&lt;br /&gt;*Ya Allah nasib baik A,N and him came back just before the riot started, if not I would be so worried for them!&lt;br /&gt;A said he's now in KL for work. &lt;br /&gt;And said she'd give me his number.&lt;br /&gt;*don't know how to feel but can feel tummy doing somersaults*&lt;br /&gt;I thought, hey, why not. Since he's in town i might as well see him. &lt;br /&gt;For old time's sake.&lt;br /&gt;A &amp; I ended our conversation and I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, I received his number.&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated the whoooole day, and around 2am, i gathered the courage to text one word, "Hi."&lt;br /&gt;Foolish of me for not letting him know that it's me and even more foolish of me for not addressing him.&lt;br /&gt;Did nother whooole day of waiting. No reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night came, and a number like his popped on the screen. The phone played my ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;I answered nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: Hi, you left me two messages.&lt;br /&gt;Me: H, is that you?&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: *weird accent* Umm no, who is this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *crap! I got the wrong number!* Oh sorry, I think I got the wrong number, I thought you were a friend of mine. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: Nah, it's fine. So, u busy? Whadju up to? *sleezy tone*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *creeped out big time!* oh okay, sorry bye. *hangs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*quickly dials A's number*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;I: A!! Hang pedajai aku kaa!?? You gave me the wrong number!!&lt;br /&gt;A: *cracks up like mad!&lt;br /&gt;I: *started cracking up after realizing what happened was creepy and somewhat hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;A: Padiaa? &lt;br /&gt;I: Hang laa! Salah bagi nomboq kat aku! hahaha! I checked back and the mobile number you gave me has 8 digits.&lt;br /&gt;A: Ya Allah, Izzy! Sorry! He must have given me the wrong number! Ish budak bertuah  ni, masa kat sana pun dia p bagi aku wrong numba!&lt;br /&gt;I: *started laughing again&lt;br /&gt;A:  Takpa nanti aku tanya numba dia. AHahaha. *sound of N at the back laughing along*&lt;br /&gt;I: LOL apa laaaaa. Okay, thank you A (n.n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hangs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(u.u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#EPICFAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-1360678509433496161?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/1360678509433496161/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/shedidntcallbecause-she-got-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1360678509433496161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/1360678509433496161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/shedidntcallbecause-she-got-wrong.html' title='#shedidn&apos;tcallbecause SHE GOT THE WRONG NUMBER! (U.U)'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-8350133027789367815</id><published>2011-08-14T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T07:59:16.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracles of Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Some time in Ramadhan, twenty years (or more) ago, a baby boy was left at a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Compelled by the baby's unfortunate fate, a nurse took her home.&lt;br /&gt;The baby boy is now again, a son.&lt;br /&gt;And Mashallah, God gave him a mother, a father, and a home.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He was named after this holy month.&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah.&lt;br /&gt;For he is truely a blessed child.&lt;br /&gt;Mashaallah&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years has passed.&lt;br /&gt;The kind nurse and her husband did very well at giving him a good home and best of all, a good education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan has grown to be a handsome young man. &lt;br /&gt;He came to be as ordinary as you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he is special in God's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works in a mysterious yet beautiful way.&lt;br /&gt;If He had not made him an orphan, and if He had not instill compassion in the nurse's heart, &lt;br /&gt;I &amp; the other couple of hundred people in my neighbourhood's musolla would not have an Imaam to lead us in our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan,&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless you.&lt;br /&gt;Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(n.n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-8350133027789367815?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/8350133027789367815/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/miracles-of-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='0 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8350133027789367815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/8350133027789367815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/miracles-of-ramadhan.html' title='The Miracles of Ramadhan'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-3230283464684708575</id><published>2011-08-12T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T11:28:13.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo, whadju think I should do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-3230283464684708575?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/3230283464684708575/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/boo-whadju-think-i-should-do.html#comment-form' title='3 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3230283464684708575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/3230283464684708575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/boo-whadju-think-i-should-do.html' title='Boo, whadju think I should do?'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002832678391574705.post-5183892625366820057</id><published>2011-08-11T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:49:09.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Between probability and possibility.</title><content type='html'>I need to know if what I'm doing is right.&lt;br /&gt;Should I take one step forward, or one step back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;I need to know if there's a chance, or there's still chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're intimidating. And smart. And sweet. &lt;br /&gt;And  making me every bit insecure like a young woman should be when she's met with her potential match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, &lt;br /&gt;I need to know if you're willing to call the shots, this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No xx, not yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3002832678391574705-5183892625366820057?l=mymotherisamother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/feeds/5183892625366820057/comments/default' title='Catat Ulasan'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need.html#comment-form' title='3 Ulasan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5183892625366820057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3002832678391574705/posts/default/5183892625366820057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymotherisamother.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need.html' title='Between probability and possibility.'/><author><name>Daughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15270080444394148103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SThAaEeNFQ/TvXQrEk8OjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RJa72bZtLco/s220/copy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
