<?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-6211504118841004025</id><updated>2011-12-19T01:53:22.300+11:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Corelle'/><category term='Panel 5'/><category term='Canberra'/><category term='arch'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Sydney'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Restaurant'/><category term='tag'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Future'/><category term='Photoshop'/><category term='Muhasabah'/><category term='Leisure'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Picasa'/><category term='squash'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Religious'/><category term='Working Life'/><category term='ntahapeape'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Siti Nurhaliza'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Uni Life'/><category term='Interest'/><category term='Kaki Lima'/><category term='Mother'/><category term='Pyrex'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Sports'/><title type='text'>This is how i see my world!</title><subtitle type='html'>...the new episode of another life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>543</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4966686075582543609</id><published>2011-12-19T01:53:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:53:22.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>There will be a point in life when we started to get confuse with what we have in life. We start questioning about everything. We wanna know what is good and right for us. We try to justify everything so that the path is clear for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is not an easy task to do. We need courage and support. We start digging for everything that might be possible to be chosen as the answer without realizing that is not the thing that we are looking for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the mentor. We need someone to guide us. Someone to help us, to look for something that we are searching for. We need someone that could always be there whenever we need them. A place for us to share our thoughts, ideas and jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question here is, HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5YQjSQCuZlg/Tu3-XWYU_SI/AAAAAAAAB3U/jUlAvFZwrvo/s640/blogger-image-1119633667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5YQjSQCuZlg/Tu3-XWYU_SI/AAAAAAAAB3U/jUlAvFZwrvo/s640/blogger-image-1119633667.jpg" /&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/6211504118841004025-4966686075582543609?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4966686075582543609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4966686075582543609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4966686075582543609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4966686075582543609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/12/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5YQjSQCuZlg/Tu3-XWYU_SI/AAAAAAAAB3U/jUlAvFZwrvo/s72-c/blogger-image-1119633667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1535860256973028926</id><published>2011-12-02T00:51:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:51:36.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketentuan</title><content type='html'>Sesungguhnya, bagai telah dihidu, entry kali ini adalah kesinambungan daripada yang sebelumnya. Kita merancang. Sebaik manapun perancangan kita, semuanya berbalik kepada ' kun fa ya kun'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jika itu yang dikehendakiNYA, maka jadilah ia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai hambaNya, tiada lain yang mampu kita lakukan melainkan berusaha memperoleh redhanya. Yakinkan diri, semua ini ada hikmahnya; ujian untuk meningkatkan keimanan serta menguatkan diri dalam mengharungi dugaan. Juga sebagai acara menundukkan ego yang dahulunya tinggi melampau, agar kita kembali melihat ke bumi, memperbaiki dan menyelami kekurangan diri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah. Sesungguhnya, keredhaan itulah yang amat perlu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, redha bukanlah bererti mengaku kalah. Perlu di ingat, redha itu adalah melepaskan sesuatu dengan keazaman dan iktikad untuk terus berjaya. Terus berjaya di masa akan datang. Terus berjaya dalam menempuh cabaranmasa hadapan. Dan terus berjaya, dalam menangani ragam kehidupan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" tanpa pengalaman, siapalah kita?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang tua2 selalu berkata, "aku dah banyak makan garam daripada kamu semua". Ini jelas terbukti kebenarannya. Semakin banyak pengalaman yang kita alami, semakin bersedia untuk kita mengharungi hari2 mendatang. Lagit tak selalunya cerah. Jadi, bersedialah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" kau belum cukup berusaha untuk kau terus bertawakal "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya memerlukan usaha. Berusaha menegakkan apa yang diyakini sebagai hak. Berusaha dalam memperoleh sesuatu. Berusaha dalam mencapai kejayaan. Kemudian bertawakallah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya, segalanya akan berbalik kepada ketentuaNya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'kun fa ya kun' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WYDptS0C410/TteGZllpU7I/AAAAAAAAB3M/NARyL5mgs8A/s640/blogger-image-1848044563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WYDptS0C410/TteGZllpU7I/AAAAAAAAB3M/NARyL5mgs8A/s640/blogger-image-1848044563.jpg" /&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/6211504118841004025-1535860256973028926?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1535860256973028926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1535860256973028926&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1535860256973028926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1535860256973028926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/12/ketentuan.html' title='Ketentuan'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WYDptS0C410/TteGZllpU7I/AAAAAAAAB3M/NARyL5mgs8A/s72-c/blogger-image-1848044563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5951697876749602412</id><published>2011-11-21T14:07:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:07:21.022+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Redha</title><content type='html'>We plan. We could plan as much as we like. But in the end, Allah is the one who decides. We haw no power to go against what had been planned for us. We are human. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we could do is redha. And start palnning again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cycle goes. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5951697876749602412?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5951697876749602412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5951697876749602412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5951697876749602412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5951697876749602412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-plan.html' title='Redha'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-435101016155774917</id><published>2011-11-20T18:01:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:01:43.480+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive</title><content type='html'>I had a conversation with a friend regarding people behaviours. There are many types of people that we were discussed about but not as crucial as people who is always being negative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negativitiy in one's life is not only damaging that person's life, but it is also affecting those who always come near or anyone who keep close contacts with the person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dangerous. When this is happening, and you are part of it, it would only ruining your future, but aslo affecting people around you. They would start feeling 'uneasy' whenever you are around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple analogy. A negative person would have loads of negative vibes. When you are someone who is natural, yourself is natural from any vibes. However, when u keep your distance near to the person full of negativity, the charges would start to be absorbed by you and the longer it takes, the more it is being accumulated. In the end, you are just another copycat version of the negative person you met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sad. And this is probably one o the reasons for some of us who changed. We might not realize it but the rest of the people around us would. This is where the positivity and negativity applies again in life. If someone come to us and tell us that we have changed, negative peopel would repulse but the positive ones would absorb and start accessing the informations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, it is important to have positive vibes around you. They are your supports, to keep you reaizing of what is good and what is not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be positive and mix up with positive people.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h9Xns6H9i2Y/Tsil0UKKUFI/AAAAAAAAB28/mddELoPvmD4/s640/blogger-image-40212420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h9Xns6H9i2Y/Tsil0UKKUFI/AAAAAAAAB28/mddELoPvmD4/s640/blogger-image-40212420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_OTDL5z9jdg/Tsil1MQzTCI/AAAAAAAAB3E/2TAAvfchnIw/s640/blogger-image-1649816470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_OTDL5z9jdg/Tsil1MQzTCI/AAAAAAAAB3E/2TAAvfchnIw/s640/blogger-image-1649816470.jpg" /&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/6211504118841004025-435101016155774917?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/435101016155774917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=435101016155774917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/435101016155774917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/435101016155774917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-had-conversation-with-friend.html' title='Positive'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h9Xns6H9i2Y/Tsil0UKKUFI/AAAAAAAAB28/mddELoPvmD4/s72-c/blogger-image-40212420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-381797846290009026</id><published>2011-11-19T19:12:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:12:48.718+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Free is good</title><content type='html'>Many things can be done with an ipad2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what im doing atm, tengok alamak toyol jom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can read free books too. &lt;br /&gt;Free magazines&lt;br /&gt;Free games&lt;br /&gt;Free apps&lt;br /&gt;And many more free stuffs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh life is good when everything is free! Yum&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h08c-O9Xbrg/Tsdk_Wkjr2I/AAAAAAAAB20/KNBw2ZjJh4U/s640/blogger-image--1939156332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h08c-O9Xbrg/Tsdk_Wkjr2I/AAAAAAAAB20/KNBw2ZjJh4U/s640/blogger-image--1939156332.jpg" /&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/6211504118841004025-381797846290009026?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/381797846290009026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=381797846290009026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/381797846290009026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/381797846290009026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/11/many-things-can-be-done-with-ipad2.html' title='Free is good'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h08c-O9Xbrg/Tsdk_Wkjr2I/AAAAAAAAB20/KNBw2ZjJh4U/s72-c/blogger-image--1939156332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5707739633682775329</id><published>2011-11-13T07:43:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T07:43:08.520+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panel 5'/><title type='text'>The final, the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hZGSdn5aeAM/Tr7aWjOj-bI/AAAAAAAAB2o/MN_3dShrpkQ/s640/blogger-image-1692743840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hZGSdn5aeAM/Tr7aWjOj-bI/AAAAAAAAB2o/MN_3dShrpkQ/s640/blogger-image-1692743840.jpg" /&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/6211504118841004025-5707739633682775329?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5707739633682775329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5707739633682775329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5707739633682775329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5707739633682775329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/11/final-end.html' title='The final, the end.'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tnFXAY5HKrE/Tr7aSKuWPiI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZiZu_DDRJAU/s72-c/blogger-image--1050696005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3363325391999835505</id><published>2011-11-13T07:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T07:39:44.552+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning</title><content type='html'>Finally, i am done with this year's uni. Feel releif! No more pressure in persuiting my life. Weehoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, it's time to start planning about the future. Few things in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aussie holidays with cousins&lt;br /&gt;2. Gaining money for personal pleasure! (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;3. Gym to get back in shape :( ( been stopping myself from any physical activities since the early of the sem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's time to make all of these happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: this post is posted using blogger apps for my iphone. This is new to me. Just installed it few minutes ago and thought of give it a try.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FB7DLEkakkY/Tr7Zjsiit0I/AAAAAAAAB18/KiT9FFeozLQ/s640/blogger-image-2109282646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FB7DLEkakkY/Tr7Zjsiit0I/AAAAAAAAB18/KiT9FFeozLQ/s640/blogger-image-2109282646.jpg" /&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/6211504118841004025-3363325391999835505?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3363325391999835505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3363325391999835505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3363325391999835505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3363325391999835505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/11/morning.html' title='Morning'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FB7DLEkakkY/Tr7Zjsiit0I/AAAAAAAAB18/KiT9FFeozLQ/s72-c/blogger-image-2109282646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-9033736097470002195</id><published>2011-10-21T00:38:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T00:38:23.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>U know what, I miss my mom. &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/6211504118841004025-9033736097470002195?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/9033736097470002195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=9033736097470002195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/9033736097470002195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/9033736097470002195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/u-know-what-i-miss-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1396261855662269968</id><published>2011-10-13T09:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:24:31.291+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-leF4Pz2hpE0/TpYTnDZDkNI/AAAAAAAAB1I/_XfzGK6SdUU/img_105.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I read it somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'keep walking eventhough u r as slow as the tortoise. If u can still remember, the tortoise was the one who won the race with the rabbit! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am slow. But I will never give up! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-1396261855662269968?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1396261855662269968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1396261855662269968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1396261855662269968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1396261855662269968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/slow.html' title='Slow'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-leF4Pz2hpE0/TpYTnDZDkNI/AAAAAAAAB1I/_XfzGK6SdUU/s72-c/img_105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5310631017934626791</id><published>2011-10-12T12:36:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T12:36:36.855+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide angle</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-E37Skep9fYM/TpTvIHPzxlI/AAAAAAAAB1A/bHTMwGOQAvk/img_104.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;During my kys selection, there was a group work which is called 'futuristic project'. Well, at that time i thought it was called 'future-realistic project' and only knew that i was wrong when i was in form 2! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point is during the project, my group had came out with the idea of having a phone which could be used to watch tv, listen to radio, take photos and more other practical applications (eg time, alarm etc) besides its original function which was as a mobile phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had came out with a mock up model on how the phone gonna look like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was in 1999! Comparing to the mobile phones that we could find nowadays, they are exactly the same like what we have thought of! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm predicting that the next in thing is - the camera! With high quality pictures, better lenses, compact and user friendly, comes with wifi and 3g, as well as the photo editting software - eg. Photoshop, picasa, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social network is the booming trend at the moment. And that is mostly how peole socializing with each other. With no face-to-face interactions, PHOTOS have taken the its role. Good photos will make people look high on us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a camera is the answer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Its redundant. U have your mobile phone! Just improve the camera on your phone and it would make life easy!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Damn! I need my talian hayat!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5310631017934626791?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5310631017934626791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5310631017934626791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5310631017934626791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5310631017934626791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/wide-angle.html' title='Wide angle'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-E37Skep9fYM/TpTvIHPzxlI/AAAAAAAAB1A/bHTMwGOQAvk/s72-c/img_104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5841887626152983514</id><published>2011-10-11T23:32:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:32:36.067+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-knw-NAsetf0/TpQ3YP6jeKI/AAAAAAAAB04/dGWlmiYv-90/img_102.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dari tadi duduk mengadap bende nih. Kerja bergerak seinci je. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih tuh duduk main2. Susah lah kalo takde minat nk buat keje. Skarang cuma tinggal nk edit. Tp still malas. Sapa nk tolong? Tolong berbayar? Ehem. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5841887626152983514?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5841887626152983514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5841887626152983514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5841887626152983514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5841887626152983514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/malas.html' title='Malas'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-knw-NAsetf0/TpQ3YP6jeKI/AAAAAAAAB04/dGWlmiYv-90/s72-c/img_102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1038241134151705233</id><published>2011-10-11T21:05:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:05:02.789+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-F9qRahtFwPw/TpQUyhfpNnI/AAAAAAAAB0w/vhvJ3deRJtc/img_97.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bought 2 lenses for my iphone from ebay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wide angle + macro&lt;br /&gt;2. Fish eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying both lenses, i am very satisfied with the result! Been trying with the video and camera and yes, it is worth it to buy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'who said u have to own a dslr to play with  fish eye? Who said?'&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/6211504118841004025-1038241134151705233?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1038241134151705233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1038241134151705233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1038241134151705233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1038241134151705233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/fish-eye.html' title='Fish eye'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-F9qRahtFwPw/TpQUyhfpNnI/AAAAAAAAB0w/vhvJ3deRJtc/s72-c/img_97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4301335554608912480</id><published>2011-10-09T13:13:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:13:22.739+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalizing the site model</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-L7PxLJOyagk/TpEDP217VOI/AAAAAAAAB0s/4BP4udaChsw/img_103.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Weehooo!! Now can concentrate on the main project! Aaauum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4301335554608912480?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4301335554608912480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4301335554608912480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4301335554608912480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4301335554608912480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/finalizing-site-model.html' title='Finalizing the site model'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-L7PxLJOyagk/TpEDP217VOI/AAAAAAAAB0s/4BP4udaChsw/s72-c/img_103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8518036535623715344</id><published>2011-10-08T22:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:48:21.180+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolong baca</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-OQENQS34EAg/TpA4gcqt7mI/AAAAAAAAB0o/MuVgmvkX6mA/img_101.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funnyh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8518036535623715344?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8518036535623715344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8518036535623715344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8518036535623715344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8518036535623715344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/tolong-baca.html' title='Tolong baca'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-OQENQS34EAg/TpA4gcqt7mI/AAAAAAAAB0o/MuVgmvkX6mA/s72-c/img_101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3984210989407747779</id><published>2011-10-06T23:44:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:44:56.891+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-fsBykUTVpaQ/To2ixcd8G5I/AAAAAAAAB0k/EGjxBb59d40/img_100.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;One week of hardwork! One month to go! Arghh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3984210989407747779?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3984210989407747779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3984210989407747779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3984210989407747779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3984210989407747779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/hardwork.html' title='Hardwork'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-fsBykUTVpaQ/To2ixcd8G5I/AAAAAAAAB0k/EGjxBb59d40/s72-c/img_100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5527293351595258470</id><published>2011-10-06T20:43:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:43:23.603+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6RxP5am9EN4/To14OCf-uGI/AAAAAAAAB0g/G9TwVDrbrfg/img_99.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;RIP. PARTS OF U ARE IN ME. ITS ABOUT TIME. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5527293351595258470?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5527293351595258470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5527293351595258470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5527293351595258470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5527293351595258470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/genius.html' title='Genius.'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6RxP5am9EN4/To14OCf-uGI/AAAAAAAAB0g/G9TwVDrbrfg/s72-c/img_99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5410781426631098495</id><published>2011-10-05T22:59:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:59:23.482+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NlSKqLh1GaI/ToxGlwiI2UI/AAAAAAAAB0c/Q6CLkBmZlpM/img_98.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;My brain needs rest. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Football'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NlSKqLh1GaI/ToxGlwiI2UI/AAAAAAAAB0c/Q6CLkBmZlpM/s72-c/img_98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8651153476243891981</id><published>2011-10-03T20:38:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:38:16.547+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-tgAv6u8N-qQ/TomChJ-5FRI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/pLdsEbQFDyI/img_96.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-tgAv6u8N-qQ/TomChJ-5FRI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/pLdsEbQFDyI/s72-c/img_96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1471622236068651812</id><published>2011-10-03T07:19:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T07:19:59.056+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Ym8-eUGPomQ/TojHaxuc-DI/AAAAAAAAB0U/HV35gmOtNnY/img_95.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Ym8-eUGPomQ/TojHaxuc-DI/AAAAAAAAB0U/HV35gmOtNnY/s72-c/img_95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3424036279578566768</id><published>2011-10-02T07:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T07:11:25.264+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Be yourself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-dCRHHEXi9CY/Todz6svKb3I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/MZYrzYxZw6k/img_8.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was trying to be like the rest of the architects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'architects love black'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll wear everything in black. Every single things that they have are in black. Jacket, t shirt, pants, specs etc. Well, to them, black is elegant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me, o pls! U make my life miserable! Let me just be me! No more black! I just couldnt be myself when i'm in black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through my wardrobe and 3 colors that describe myself are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Blue&lt;br /&gt;2. Yellow&lt;br /&gt;3. Red&lt;br /&gt;4. Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok its 4! Actually more. So from now onwards, i'll be myself. I'll color myself the way I like. Be fancy but elegant! Yeah, that describes me the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem! I love rainbow colors but not part of it! Hehehe. U know what I mean :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3424036279578566768?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3424036279578566768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3424036279578566768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3424036279578566768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3424036279578566768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-yourself.html' title='Be yourself!'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-dCRHHEXi9CY/Todz6svKb3I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/MZYrzYxZw6k/s72-c/img_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-2037933958284394477</id><published>2011-10-01T22:12:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:12:52.616+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-nhu1PPZpgtM/TocDwSdG8wI/AAAAAAAAB0M/VDRV84owf5g/img_7.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;2. Anuar Zain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the latest album by Siti and zaril sent me Anuar's album. And of course, both of the albums are currently in my most frequent list in intune. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Siti's because of the music. English album indeed something new + different from her. Im not an expert in music but in her latest album, i could say that all of them are good. As for the lyrics, i like her 'stand up'! My fav songs in this album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Remember Me&lt;br /&gt;2. Stand up&lt;br /&gt;3. All your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for something to listen to while doing your maths or any stress works, listen to this album! It keeps u awake. And dance. And happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Anuar's, nothing much different in term of his music. Still the same as before. And judging from his vocal, there is not much different from his previous albums. However, LISTEN TO THE LYRICS! They are all very meaningful. And meaningful. And owh owh awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favs:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ajari aku&lt;br /&gt;2. Ku berjanji kerana cinta&lt;br /&gt;3. Sempurnakan aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-2037933958284394477?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/2037933958284394477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=2037933958284394477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2037933958284394477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2037933958284394477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/10/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-nhu1PPZpgtM/TocDwSdG8wI/AAAAAAAAB0M/VDRV84owf5g/s72-c/img_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3764479428609346498</id><published>2011-09-29T17:51:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:51:09.492+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ZEB87REJEFI/ToQjaLHdQCI/AAAAAAAAB0I/LQNiq1cn7ss/img_6.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is to conclude of what had been done today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Model making&lt;br /&gt;2. Sustainable Architecture Essay final editting + submission&lt;br /&gt;3. Edit + Resubmit resume to maxis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhh. Havent having any sleep since subuh. With only 3hrs of sleep last night! Thanks to the thick nescafe! Another jug to go before weekly prrsentation tomorrow. &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/6211504118841004025-3764479428609346498?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3764479428609346498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3764479428609346498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3764479428609346498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3764479428609346498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/conclusion.html' title='Conclusion'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ZEB87REJEFI/ToQjaLHdQCI/AAAAAAAAB0I/LQNiq1cn7ss/s72-c/img_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-702444090154521416</id><published>2011-09-28T13:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:06:49.999+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-UtcPdssOZTg/ToKPRo3Y6rI/AAAAAAAAB0E/OuHTXCG2xtk/img_94.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I tried doing the celebrity face match with my 'cool' spec on. And the result was the bomb! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DALAI LAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it since the 1st day i installed the app into my iphone, there is something that it tried to tell me but i couldnt understand. And today is the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be someone who is very influencial in the future, just like Dalai Lama. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-702444090154521416?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/702444090154521416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=702444090154521416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/702444090154521416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/702444090154521416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-UtcPdssOZTg/ToKPRo3Y6rI/AAAAAAAAB0E/OuHTXCG2xtk/s72-c/img_94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3425035997275736374</id><published>2011-09-28T07:29:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T07:29:28.649+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6ViZ5eKCGBA/ToJANcCTaWI/AAAAAAAAB0A/8UiaS0wSNhI/img_5.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whatever it is, the journey has to move on. I'll go with the flow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it is not what people want you to have in life. It is want you want matters the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself, love your life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3425035997275736374?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3425035997275736374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3425035997275736374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3425035997275736374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3425035997275736374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/journey.html' title='Journey'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6ViZ5eKCGBA/ToJANcCTaWI/AAAAAAAAB0A/8UiaS0wSNhI/s72-c/img_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3515161597704719662</id><published>2011-09-25T02:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T02:48:16.619+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Uy3Y1yDdI2o/Tn4Jy-YoMTI/AAAAAAAABz8/3Dbxd4grXK4/img_93.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Im sure, when u have reached at the stage where you start to know what is good and bad for yourself, then only u realize that what you are doing at the moment is not what you really want. If that is so, how on earth u were able to reached at that stage on the first place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things become more complicated if the decision that u have to make, would not only affecting yourself, but also ur love ones. To make it worst, they have to bear it eventhough they dont really know they are actually has own role in the decision that u have to make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to decide until u come to a point where u have to sacrifice to win everyones heart. You could just be an ignorant bustard but that is definitely not best the decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, what u have to do is just to go with the flow and sail in the ocean of nowhere. You are sure that your future is at the other end. You just need to keep sailing, gaining all the possible experience before involving yourself into another chapter that u have been waiting for since the day u realized about what exactly u want, the best for ur life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3515161597704719662?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3515161597704719662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3515161597704719662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3515161597704719662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3515161597704719662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Uy3Y1yDdI2o/Tn4Jy-YoMTI/AAAAAAAABz8/3Dbxd4grXK4/s72-c/img_93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-2535501135703900450</id><published>2011-09-20T02:04:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T02:04:23.904+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tToHBQrObFU/TndoBO7Yk3I/AAAAAAAABz4/YcEpDaHlM3c/img_4.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now that I have the mood, I feel like going to my bed. Its 2.00am here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing myself, if I go to sleep now, n wake up in the morning, I would not do my design until at night. So I would rather stay here until I really feeling sleepy. Then only I would say good bye. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-2535501135703900450?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/2535501135703900450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=2535501135703900450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2535501135703900450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2535501135703900450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/mood.html' title='Mood'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tToHBQrObFU/TndoBO7Yk3I/AAAAAAAABz4/YcEpDaHlM3c/s72-c/img_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4288707102168972686</id><published>2011-09-20T00:40:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T00:40:34.925+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflects</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GRBkphnH-iA/TndUX5oHJEI/AAAAAAAABz0/RgBW6X5J7Mc/img_3.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Been very busy with uni works lately. Cant help it. Ive no way to say no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive promised at the beginning of this year that I have to finish of what ive started. Eventhough it is damn hard, there is no turning back for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something to keep me going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ive paid the final year exhibition fee and it is not cheap! Aud100 gone just like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wanna go back Malaysia by August next year. Or mybe earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Frankly speaking, after 5 years staying away from the family, I am desperately HOMESICK! I know it shouldnt be that way, homesick is for the newcomer. But in my case, it is the other way round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. All my friends are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Seriously, Sydney is not a place for me. It is a good place for holiday but for someone who is very close to the family, Malaysia is always the place to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I couldnt find anything that could 'click' me to stay here. Many had tried to influence me to be here but I still could not see any good reason to stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Kalau tak dipecahkan ruyung, manakan dapat sagunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri, lebih baik di negeri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I could see my star is shining at the other side of the globe, not here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Love is no more here. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4288707102168972686?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4288707102168972686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4288707102168972686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4288707102168972686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4288707102168972686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/reflects.html' title='Reflects'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GRBkphnH-iA/TndUX5oHJEI/AAAAAAAABz0/RgBW6X5J7Mc/s72-c/img_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-974514827368311584</id><published>2011-09-19T22:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:21:31.387+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_Q44scpb9sc/Tnczx4P4-rI/AAAAAAAABzw/PvGZocw7I_o/img_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-974514827368311584?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/974514827368311584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=974514827368311584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/974514827368311584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/974514827368311584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_Q44scpb9sc/Tnczx4P4-rI/AAAAAAAABzw/PvGZocw7I_o/s72-c/img_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-7132554591112186326</id><published>2011-09-10T09:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T09:24:03.316+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Air dicincang takkan putus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-7132554591112186326?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/7132554591112186326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=7132554591112186326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7132554591112186326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7132554591112186326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/09/air-dicincang-takkan-putus-hujan-emas.html' title=''/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8921266369546696660</id><published>2011-08-24T15:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:42:01.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>adoi adoi adoi&lt;div&gt;sekarang nih mmg things are getting very extremely explicitly complicated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish english is my first language. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonang kerjo den!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Real hard. And for the last few years, they were indeed had given me good lesson about life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to this year. It is very tough especially when you have to face it by yourself. How I wish all my supporters to be by my side and cheer me up until the end. But that is just a dream. Nothing is as simple as that in this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things that suddenly visible to my sights tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tawakal. &lt;br /&gt;2. It is also 'haram' to stop believing in Allah's mercy. &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/6211504118841004025-8949127882698568851?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8949127882698568851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8949127882698568851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8949127882698568851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8949127882698568851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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1'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1EiDZ2c9-sQ/TkiuL5-SikI/AAAAAAAABzk/Np25t_oXz3o/s72-c/img_90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1596027754537298871</id><published>2011-08-13T02:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T02:14:10.172+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Senjakala</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-v1r82xgnzKM/TkVRTrBGU7I/AAAAAAAABzg/pFLnv1unwjc/img_89.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hidup tak selalu indah&lt;br /&gt;Langit tak selalu cerah&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/6211504118841004025-1596027754537298871?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1596027754537298871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1596027754537298871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1596027754537298871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1596027754537298871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/08/senjakala.html' title='Senjakala'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-v1r82xgnzKM/TkVRTrBGU7I/AAAAAAAABzg/pFLnv1unwjc/s72-c/img_89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5361415968781977408</id><published>2011-08-09T03:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T03:17:10.114+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-xr2Y4g_KMxI/TkAaEuJb9jI/AAAAAAAABzc/-knDOy-FtSc/img.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dah lepas 8 ramadhan. Nak masuk yg ke 9 pulak. Alhamdulillah, segalanya dipermudahkan. Walaupun ini tahun ke 5 ramadhan tanpa keluarga, alhamdulillah, segala perasaan rindu dapat dikawal sebaiknya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sedih ke? Tipu la kalau tak sedih. Mana nak sama sahur dgn family dgn sahur sorang2. Mana nak sama buka masakan mak dengan buka nasi putih je. Tak sama. Memang sayu kalau difikirkan nasib diri yg merantau. Namun, nak atau tanak, kehidupan tetap perlu diteruskan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak bezanya. Mak pon ada cakap masa call harituh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tak boleh balik raya ke tahun nih?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terdiam sekejap masa tuh. Tak tau nak jawab mcm mana. Mungkin dah lama tak beraya bersama. Tuh yang tepacul keluar kat mulut mak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Mak, diorang semua ada kat rumah?"&lt;br /&gt;" Diorang semua pergi bazaar Ramadhan"&lt;br /&gt;" Dah lama dah abang tak pergi bazaar Ramadhan. Rindu pulak "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak pulak terdiam. Sayu. Boleh dgr kat suara dia. Menyesal jugak terlepas cakap&lt;br /&gt;macam tuh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Abang, kau nak kuih apa? "&lt;br /&gt;" Aku nak bahulu. Kau carik yang rangup2 tau. Kalau yg lembik tuh aku tak makan "&lt;br /&gt;" Lagi? Nih aku dgn ayah nak pergi beli nih " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terharu. Tanda ingatan semua. Walaupun berjuta batu berjauhan, kami dekat dihati. Masing2 sibuk mencari cara agar kesibukan ramadhan dan kemeriahan syawal yg bakal menjelma dapat aku rasa. Sayu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin masa dekat2 dulu, selalu je bergaduh. &lt;br /&gt;Mungkin masa serumah dulu selalu je tak suka. &lt;br /&gt;Mungkin masa kecik2 dulu selalu je benci. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itu semua dulu. Suatu masa yg tak dapat nak amik semula. Cuma ingatan. Dan ingatan itulah yang menjadikan, kami semua akrab, rapat, sehati dan sejiwa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya, merekalah harta yang paling bermakna dalam hidup ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga, dengan berkat Ramadhan kali ini, kami semua beroleh barakah, dipermudahkan rezeki dan dipanjangkan jodoh untuk dapat bertemu di kemudian hari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam sayang sang perantau. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5361415968781977408?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5361415968781977408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5361415968781977408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5361415968781977408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5361415968781977408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadhan.html' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-xr2Y4g_KMxI/TkAaEuJb9jI/AAAAAAAABzc/-knDOy-FtSc/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1186622082644183725</id><published>2011-08-09T01:40:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T01:40:05.665+10:00</updated><title type='text'>InsyaAllah</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XYB63o83uag/TkADUwlB-tI/AAAAAAAABzY/I8xc9myg7uI/img_1.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know that I am just recycling the same photo here BUT at the time I am writing this, it totally has a different meaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different degree&lt;br /&gt;Different experience&lt;br /&gt;Different difficulties&lt;br /&gt;Different way of thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard. Well, nothing is easy in this world. People keep saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it is not easy to get easy"&lt;br /&gt;"it is all about the hardwork and determination u have put in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I am still wondering about how future is gonna treat me, but one thing that I know at this moment is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" no turning back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish with what i have started. The journey is less than a year to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-1186622082644183725?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1186622082644183725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1186622082644183725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1186622082644183725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1186622082644183725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/08/insyaallah.html' title='InsyaAllah'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XYB63o83uag/TkADUwlB-tI/AAAAAAAABzY/I8xc9myg7uI/s72-c/img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-227311075439960146</id><published>2011-07-28T05:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T05:44:59.700+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-De-0UamzjXM/TjBqtZDlVqI/AAAAAAAABzE/sBX4tTGDmtM/img_88.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;After 2 weeks, this is what I could come out for my design tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to finish my shematic model in 24hrs! Good nite. I need rest too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-227311075439960146?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/227311075439960146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=227311075439960146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/227311075439960146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/227311075439960146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-De-0UamzjXM/TjBqtZDlVqI/AAAAAAAABzE/sBX4tTGDmtM/s72-c/img_88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4168412381541962644</id><published>2011-07-24T00:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:12:31.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Si Minti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Di kaunter:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Minti: Kau nampak tak 'isolatif'? &lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;sambil berdiri dan mencangkung mencari2 di pigeon hole&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku: Apa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan terus membasuh cawan2 di sinki&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minti: isolatif isolatif!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku: (sambil tersenyum) cuba carik kat dapur, kan ko je yg guna.&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;i&gt;Di dapur:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minti terus ke dapur dan mencari2.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minti: Nampak isolatif tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie: Huh? Apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minti: Isolatif isolatif! Isolatif!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie: Apa? (muka semakin blur)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku dah tersenyum sorang2 kat depan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku: SELOTAPE! SELOTAPE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie: HA HA HA HA HA HA! Aku ingat ko cakap " SI YUSOF SI LATIP" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku, Auntie, Jufri, Minti: HA HA HA  HA HA HA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4168412381541962644?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4168412381541962644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4168412381541962644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4168412381541962644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4168412381541962644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/kisah-si-minti.html' title='Kisah Si Minti'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-2447540283372242534</id><published>2011-07-22T01:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T01:16:14.932+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Crave</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Vo1W2-KRIqg/TihCuTlzsbI/AAAAAAAABzA/d1KwlWWoRtI/img_87.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am officially a fan of continental cake! Whenever I feel like eating something sweet, I'll just go to any cake shop and choose any cake that is appealing to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank God that Gloria Jeans is just 5mins from my hse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-2447540283372242534?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/2447540283372242534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=2447540283372242534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2447540283372242534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2447540283372242534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/crave.html' title='Crave'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Vo1W2-KRIqg/TihCuTlzsbI/AAAAAAAABzA/d1KwlWWoRtI/s72-c/img_87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5822195467700079700</id><published>2011-07-20T20:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T20:55:37.602+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasteless</title><content type='html'>I look at my posts and realized that all of them were composed in the 'serious' mode. I wonder, why is that happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, after beeing so lazy updating my blog for the past few days, I am thinking to put another 'serious-tone-post' for all of us to ponder.... 'TAWAR HATI'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we say about that term?&lt;br /&gt;NOT:&lt;br /&gt;1. your heart is tasteless&lt;br /&gt;2. It is not physically affected&lt;br /&gt;3. Not for the animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES:&lt;br /&gt;1. you started to feel annoyed with something&lt;br /&gt;2. Emotinally affected which has the tendency to kill all the love that you have&lt;br /&gt;3. From a human to another human. There is also in certain event like occupation, work-related but all of them are mainly due to the human behaviours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why suddenly that is topic is being chosen?&lt;br /&gt;I have to the stage to where I started to analyze on how does the behaviour of human beings started to change. So, I came out with a solution that it is all depending on the emotion level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, in order to tackle someone, you should know on how to conquer their emotion. You need to be tolerable and at the same time, firm with whatever your decision is. However, when things started to go not according to your way, and at the same time, whenever you feel that you are being used by others, a prevention action should be taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'TAWAR HATI'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one of the way to save your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about how you carry your emotion level to a certain level that you would not feel anything towards something/ someone. The love - which was originally the main element that you grow inside, had lost it touch. It has no direction to go, yet being kept at the corner where you yourself dont even know where to get back. It is missing in action, with no trace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to cure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' for every sickness, there is always way to cure it '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it happens to be that you are the one being ignored, and you realized about the mistake, look for the cure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick here is,&lt;br /&gt;' try to bring back those good memories '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves good memories. It is the cure for everyone. It is like the key to the happy ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont simply take it and straight away show it. That is effortless. Everyone can do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' BE SMART ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of something 'usual but unusually done' to be incorporeted with the strategy. Plan it properly. Polish it as 'shiny' as possible and...&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SHOWTIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With bismillah and all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5822195467700079700?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5822195467700079700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5822195467700079700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5822195467700079700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5822195467700079700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/tasteless.html' title='Tasteless'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3875724561663958437</id><published>2011-07-15T22:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:17:08.224+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgrade</title><content type='html'>This winter break is the best (?) I would say. Probably because this is the time where I could feel myself as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very ignorant. So, eventhough I was having much fun time during the previous winter break, but I was not the one organiing it. In a way, it is a very clever act. You just have to pay for the fun! And the best part, it is very CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while enjoying myself during this year winter break, I had came across many things.&lt;br /&gt;1. The future&lt;br /&gt;2. The faith&lt;br /&gt;3. The love&lt;br /&gt;4. The choice&lt;br /&gt;5. Science &amp;amp; Religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summrize into four categories, all of them were gathered through the events that happened to me which made me thinking and thinking only that I realized that I still couldnt find the solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The future&lt;br /&gt;What is my future gonna be about?&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah, I still have two more semesters before I am graduating with my Masters of Architecture. I am sure, many people will be impressived with it but for me, after nearly 5 years of studying architecture here in UNSW, I found that this is a one hell tough course! For those who managed to grad with great result especially in 'Design' subject, standing ovation from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in my 2nd year, many of my friends dropped the course. At that time, I didnt understand why do they ended up changing their course doing something else. Most of them choose Business, accounting, management, etc. To me, architecture was not that hard. You just need some talent and much confident to excel in your presentation. I did great at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things changed in my 3rd year. Design was no more my 'breakfast'. I did not know why. It seemed like I lost my touch and started to be afraid to let go all my ideas. The sad part is, it continue until now. I am still searching for the 'spark' so that I could be confident seeing myself as an architect after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, when people asking me to design for them a house, my reply gonna be;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Sorry, I am gonna work with TV3. Earn lot of money and popularity, then I'm gonna open up a restaurant. Then I would have all the branches all around Malaysia, before going overseas. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The faith&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, I feel closer to Allah. Maybe the past had taught me a lot about life. Every lesson I gathered really had shaped me into a better human being. Alhamdulillah. I pray everyday for the continous love, imaan, hidayah and taufik so that I could go through everything with an open heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The love&lt;br /&gt;Many loves. Much loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have witnessed of what a mother is willing to do in saving her son's life. She would fly all the way to Sydney just to get to know about what is happening to the son. Many things that I have learnt from her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Uni life and work life is very different. Eventhough you are the top scorer at uni, that does not mean you are going to excel in your career. If you are a nerd, staying in room not socializing with people, dont know how to communicate with others and always complaining, that is worst. You might ended up as a sad old man if you do not change that. Work life demands you to be flexible, smart and confident in every decision that you are doing. &lt;br /&gt;2. Whatever that you do, Allah comes first. Make Islam as your way of life. &lt;br /&gt;3. A mother would never say BAD THINGS about her child. Eventhough she knows about it, she would try to divert it into a poitive thinking. At first I thought that this is only happening in Malay Drama but I'm wrong. A mother will always see her child from their good deeds. There is no such thing as her child is bad. How lovely Allah has created a mother to be liked. The love shared is priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The choice&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we plan, whatever people tell us, the choice is always ours! We decide on everything that is involving our life. Whether it is good or bad, we have the final authority to decide. So, think wise. Please consider every single opinions by others as well as the condition that is going to be faced after each decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules here are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dont be selfish&lt;br /&gt;2. How does the decision is affecting our life&lt;br /&gt;3. Prepare with at least three back up plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, tawaqal. Leave everything to Allah and keep praying for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Science &amp; Religion&lt;br /&gt;I joined the research at uni on the TMS brain stimulation. I had to attend for 10 cosecutives weekdays to induce a small amount of current into my brain. The idea here is to enhance my brain performance. On the first day of the research, I had to asnwer few set of questionnairs and computer simulation to measure about my existence brain performance. The same set of questionnaires gonna be repeated on the final day of research. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my personal experience, I found that after the final day of the research, it was indeed a positive result. I did very well in the computer simulation and the questionnaires. It felt like that it is easy to stimulate my brain whenever I am working on something. My brain felt very 'light', which helps me in developing many thoughts at the same period as before inducing the current to my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is adjusting my biological clock back to normal and allowing me to have a deep sleep every night. I felt more energetic during the day and my alertness and focusing level is enhanced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am not sure whether it is the side effect due to the experiment; I found it was sometimes very hard for myself to dig some of the old information from my brain. I came out with a theory (this is not provenly correct) that during the inducement of the current into my brain, it accidently had moved some of the stored memories into a new part of my brain which demands the me to force my thinking skills into a higher level in order to access it. Besides, there is also possibility that they are being eliminated while the process had taken. But one thing that I am sure, it was just a very tiny amount of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been doing lots of analyses during this break. And love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3875724561663958437?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3875724561663958437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3875724561663958437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3875724561663958437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3875724561663958437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/upgrade.html' title='Upgrade'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-262125517554506082</id><published>2011-07-12T10:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:22:53.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All works and no play...</title><content type='html'>Makes me a very slow boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is good to go out and entertain yourself. If you keep yourself busy through the week, take yourself out maybe during the weekend to release the tension. Maybe you might say " I dont feel anything. I'm not tension or stress at all ". Yes you might be right. But, you have to remember, if you keep yourself or push yourself doing something the same, it would arouse the feeling of boring. So, you better prevent it before it is getting worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go out! Do random things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will generates a happy hormones into yourself and things would started to flow just like normal. Happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliche is always the thing that people looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-262125517554506082?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/262125517554506082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=262125517554506082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/262125517554506082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/262125517554506082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-works-and-no-play.html' title='All works and no play...'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-2503630616309113130</id><published>2011-07-11T15:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:45:04.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>There is a time that you are not feeling of doing anything. You wanna do something but you dont know what it is. You dont feel comfortable. You feel something is not right. There is something wrong with you but sadly, you cant figure out of what it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I am in that situation. I cant proceed with what I had planned earlier. Even if I force myself to do it, by mind just cant stand it. My body really wanna do it but my soul say no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"stop it! I cant take it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is sad. You have no control of yourself anymore. You definitely in a dangerous situation. You are prone to the devilish thought. So, in this situation, you definitely need help. Or friend. Or someone that can stay with you, just so that you feel that you are not alone. Because whenever you feel lonely, you tend to do something which is beyond you normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just human. We cant live in this world by our own. We need others to help us. We definitely need them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-2503630616309113130?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/2503630616309113130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=2503630616309113130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2503630616309113130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2503630616309113130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1486231392892534161</id><published>2011-07-09T23:42:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T00:35:07.758+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos</title><content type='html'>It is really hard to describe about what happened today. One word - unpredictable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. After suboh I slept and woke up at around 9.30am. Today was my laundry day. So after taking my bath at around 10.30am, I started making my laundry. My friends whatsapp me telling that she was sick n hoping that I could replace her today. I said no since I just washed all my uniforms. She begged me, I said yes but only for the night shift. There went my resting day. My plan to finish the essay just gone&lt;br /&gt;Iike that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Since I need to use my uniform for the night shift, I sent my laundry to the laundry shop for dryer. I went to usual shop but it closed. That was weird since it stated there that they open everyday. Since I had no choice, I tried my luck to search for another shop. My friend once told me about there is another shop but I havent try it since I am satisfied with the service from the previous shop. Luckily, the shop opened and the price was even cheaper. I asked the laundrette, how much for dryer. He told me AUD5. I aksed him again for how long. He replied 40 mins. That was very cheap considering that the other shop charged me for AUD7.40 for the same period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, after setting the timer for 40mins, I went 'sight seeing' around the area. There are many second hand shops, few 'latin shops' as well as asian shops. Nevertheless, it suddenly triggered me that the laundrette might be lieing to me. I went back to the shop after 20mins to check on my laundry. The dryer was still working. However, after 30mins, the laundrette sunddenly telling me that mine was done. Thats it, he is a total bullshit! Luckily all my clothes were already dried, if not I am gonna make a scene at his shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After zuhur, I read surah al waqiah which I usually do at night, before going to sleep. It was just that today, I wanna see the different. From what had been told by my cousin, if we keep reading the surah everyday, insyaAllah, we would be 'murah rezeki'. Back in Malaysia, she always do that after solah dhuha, with the hope that the 'rezeki' will flow smoothly through the day. As for me, I prayed for 'BIG TIPS' tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. After Asar, getting ready myself before going to work. I checked my twitter and FB, and loved reading all the status about 'BERSIH 2.0' ! Something different. Something interesting to ponder about. When I checked at the watch, it was already nearly 4.30pm. I was already late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I walk to the bus stop. At first, I was thinking of walking but since I saw a bus just stop in front of me, I was immediately getting into the bus. The weather was very windy and cold, so it was definitely a good decision. After 'dipping' my ticket, I went for the seat near the front entrance. There was an old chinese lady in front of me, taking the seat opposite mine. But, just few seconds before the bus start moving, she suddenly stood up from her seat, and walked to the seat behind the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, due to inertia and her condition as an 'old lady', she fall down right in front of me! I was shocked! Having no idea of what happening at that moment (I had my ipod played) I managed to catch the women before her head stomping on the floor. But not her back side. She was moaning loudly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" arghhh arghhhh arghhhhh arghhhh arrrghhhhhh ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very panicked, having no idea of what to do. Then came an Australian, and another asian guy helping me with the lady. They were very fast actually. I was impressed. The bus driver stoped the bus, and helping to women too. The Australian was busy asking whether the unlucky old lady whether she was ok or not. While the bus driver, asking her whether she wanted him to call the ambulance. But the old lady keep saying ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" argghhhh arghhhhh arghhhhh i dont know. Arghh arghh arghhh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only watched of what happening silently, thinking that I was late for work. 15 more mins before my shift starts. But then, the old lady finally agreed to call the ambulance which was then, causing us to stepped down from the bus since the driver had to call and wait for the ambulance to come. We had to wait for another bus to get to our destination. Unlucky for me, I had to run to the restaurant since there was no sign for any bus to come at the nearest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. At night, the shop was out of sudden turn to be the busiest place ever! Damn. I was the only one working at the front. Taking orders, sending orders, preparing the drinks, cleaning up the tables and checking out! Wohoo! I believe I had walked for thousand miles. Jogging prolly the perfect adjective. But then, just realized that it was what I prayed for before going to work. Alhamdulillah. It works. Gonna try that tom morning before my another day at work - my whole day shift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. So, what I am trying to say here, you can plan but Allah will decides. But we can still pray so that everything would be easy for us. Whatever it is, just go with the flow. Sometimes, random things would make you appreciate life even more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-1486231392892534161?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1486231392892534161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1486231392892534161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1486231392892534161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1486231392892534161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/chaos.html' title='Chaos'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4866614138974799637</id><published>2011-07-09T13:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:14:58.645+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dryer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Sw5xd9nTAKE/ThfHrllQbMI/AAAAAAAABy8/O9UtHu_BSy0/img_86.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sad sad sad. &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/6211504118841004025-4866614138974799637?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4866614138974799637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4866614138974799637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4866614138974799637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4866614138974799637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/dryer.html' title='Dryer!'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Sw5xd9nTAKE/ThfHrllQbMI/AAAAAAAABy8/O9UtHu_BSy0/s72-c/img_86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1185003350243449033</id><published>2011-07-09T09:47:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T10:03:00.238+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Referees</title><content type='html'>I forgot to tell that we had lost in the Squash Semi final which consequenced us to be the ref for the final. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it sounded very easy to me but when I was there, knowing that top 2 teams of the league were going to fight against each other, it has made me hesitated to be the ref. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They definitely gonna question every decision that I make. So, I have to prepare with good and concrete argument so that the will be no further complain.&lt;br /&gt;2. My partner ( as well as my captain ) had agree that we both are not a good ref. That was given slightly negative minded for us even before coming to the match. &lt;br /&gt;3. The rest of the team members ( of the finalists ) gonna surrounding us while we are refreeing the game. So, it put more pressure to us! Especially for every decision made, it wont stop there, there is always someone else voice 'echoeing' of what we said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, throughout the final, I would say that was the longest 'nervous' period I had ever experienced. We have to ref 4 matches and eact match is having 5 sets. And there would be 2 'extremely' good players competing for each match. They were very professional - refreeing thir match just like watching Beng Hee competing against Azlan Iskandar! They know squash very well which means, they definitely know how to manipulate our decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the match, we both agreed that it was a good experiece for us. A very good exposure for us to get out from our comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Paud told me in the car,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hanafi, i'll defintiely remember this everytime I play in the semi final. You as well have to remind me about this. WE HAVE TO WIN IN THE SEMI SO THAT WE DONT HAVE TO REF THE FINAL! It was a long and scary night! "&lt;br /&gt;We both laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, you definitely right! For the next comp, final is not an option!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-1185003350243449033?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1185003350243449033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1185003350243449033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1185003350243449033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1185003350243449033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/referees.html' title='Referees'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-6756488505985966854</id><published>2011-07-08T23:46:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T00:16:01.789+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The summary</title><content type='html'>I beleive, this is the most beneficial winter holidays of all through out my stay in Australia. I have decided not to go anywhere, staying in Sydney and work as much as I can. I have setted up the plan for me to achieve and currently, still have another 50% to go. It is possible, since I still have a week to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those things that still in the progress:&lt;br /&gt;1. Essay on Mahatma Gandhi - world peace you all!&lt;br /&gt;2. Schematic planning on design - final year project is coming. Need to start preparing so I wont get shock when the sem starts&lt;br /&gt;3. Flight ticket (return or one way) to Malaysia - cepatlah sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats is. 3 more to go. But then, what I find more valueable during this holidays:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kasih ibu membawa ke syurga - based on true story but not mine. I am just a small part of it. &lt;br /&gt;2. Rezeki ada di mana2. Usaha tuh penting. &lt;br /&gt;3. Keep praying! Allah definitely wont let u down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, Allahuakbar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the lessons about life from 'Auntie' and through my observation from what I see - PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;1. The knowledge about parenting. This is so interesting and definitely gonna make it into practice once I am a dad! Cant wait&lt;br /&gt;2. Tanda2 perempuan mengandung! Lol&lt;br /&gt;3. Kita plan, Allah tentukan. &lt;br /&gt;4. Kalau dah takda rezeki, takkan stay lama. Anggap je sebagai kifarah dosa. InsyaAllah, jiwa tenang. &lt;br /&gt;5. My new way of study, time management, manipulating the peak time for my brain performance&lt;br /&gt;6. The 'right' group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list is actually longer than this I supposed. But, to summarise all of them, 6 is enough I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, happy moments:&lt;br /&gt;1. iPad2! Plan your financial, then work on it. InsyaAllah. Setakat nih, semuanya berjaya. &lt;br /&gt;2. Lots of eating. Auntie masak sedap hari2. Saya gemuk! Keluar makan dgn kawan2. Saya bertambah gemuk. Tiap2 minggu makan kek sedap2. Saya bertambah gemuk! &lt;br /&gt;3. Feeling good all the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like they are all sweet time for me. Well, one thing for sure, set your mind positive, then things will turn to you positively. Unfortunate events in life are something that we cant run away from it but we have the power to turn it to be something meaningful to be included as part of our life. I choose to see it from my poisitive eyes, and left the negative parts as the learning process. There is no use to complain when things already happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, alhamdulillah for the good life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-6756488505985966854?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/6756488505985966854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=6756488505985966854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6756488505985966854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6756488505985966854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/summary.html' title='The summary'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1946199907165554299</id><published>2011-07-04T20:40:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:46:55.849+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Same sex marriage?</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! A definite-hot-chilli-pepper topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a conversation class at uni. And this was the topic for our second meeting. I found that this class is very interesting. It is not just helping me to polish up my English, but also, learn many things from my mates. Moreover, they are all from different countries, background and cultures which I found fascinating because I could learned from them, through their differences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the today's meeting, there were 4 of us, including the mediator. She had done a great job! I felt like the class was more interesting as compared to the first meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my reason of sharing the story here is not to tell you guys of what is same sex marriage. I know it is a taboo to certain cultures and countries especially for the eastern countries. So, I am not gonna touch on that issue. What I am gonna write here is about the differences of thinking between the westeners and us, the easteners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Religious belief&lt;br /&gt;I think this issue has the largest gap among all. In my opinion, the westeners see the religion as just part of life. It is like an accessory to them. So, they have the choice whether to wear them or put them aside and try a new thing. Unlike us (in this case I am saying from my own context as Malaysian), as a Muslim, religion is our way or life. It is the most important thing - the pillar to keep us alive! So, everything that we do, are all based on it. We cannot run from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I brought up the issue of religion here, I see it as one important matter in deciding the end decision. Especially whenever we are saying about marriage, religion plays important role as it is involving the 'combination' of two different soul, to stay alive together and continuing the human population. So, marriage is actually as a tool of legalizing us to carry out this procedure into our life. That is why, we could see many ways of marriage could be seen and they are all based on the individuals faith and beleives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as for the westerners, they see marriage as fulfilling the human needs, love as well as desires. They put the religion away as it is an optional thing in life. Their life is about the 'current life', no 'after life'. Therefore, they would go all out totally different from what we belief. Yes, I agree that we are also will go all out whenever it is involving about our own marriage but the way we carry it out, is not the same as they see it. We have cultures and religion. Everything is based on those two elements. Even while at the 'searching-stage' of our partner, we wont simply do things as accordance to what our desire tells us. We still have boundaries! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the westeners, they will do whatever their heart tell them to do. That explains why, they are more romantic than us! Especially while at the stage of 'tackling' the partner. Just take any of their romantic movies, the romantic scenes are all before they are getting married and the ending will always be whenever they are at church, walking away to the car with the sign 'just married'. Then the movie end, with the tought of it as a happy ending. Everyone will go out from the cinema with a smile in the face, telling their partner that is such a good movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, are you sure that is a good movie? Have u ever thought why they end the movie 'only' at the church? Hmmm. Just look at any hollywood stars real life, their marriage wont last forever - most of them. Unlike those easteners ( take Malaysia for example) they will try to keep their marriage until their last breath. Ziana Zain, Amy Mastura, M. Nasir etc. they are all some of the examples. I know the trend is starting to change but that is happening due to the lots of 'assimilation' of westeners way of life into our life. We are less-proud of our own culture due to the large exposure about westeners which is the current trend at the moment. But if we stick to the traditional way, I beleive, our marriage institution will be the best in the world - considering religion as one of the main key in shaping our marriage processes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Human equality&lt;br /&gt;This is another issue that they keep arguing whenever this topic is arised. Well, if there is no religion in this world, I am defintiely gonna be first to support this. To me, we do have right to love whoever we want. We also have the right to marry anyone that we like. Just do whatever you wanna do, there will be no right and wrong. You have no one to judge you of what you are doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as a Muslim, a person who knows about the existence of God and believe that there is another life after we die, I am gonna say that this is not an option for us to choose. I know, this might be sounded biased, but this opinion is made of by considering religion as my main way of life. I beleive in Allah, and I have known about the past story of 'Kaum Hud'. And I took that as a reminder, something to hold on that 'this way of life' is against of what is being mentioned in the Quran. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say that that is inequality, and human rights should win in this case, please explain about the war in Iraq and Pakistan. They are all human decision - who always proclaim themselves to fight for the world peace, but is that how they definine the 'peace'? What I want to tell here is everything that is done, set, created by human is always 'imperfect'. Unlike the creation of God, they are all 'flawless'. So, whenever it is being said that same sex marriage is wrong, there must be something that is not right with it. But we human keep fighting for it with many 'human-excuses' which considered as 'reasons' so that it would be accepted by the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this might be hard to be accepted especially for those who are already in 'the scene'. But, just before I end this post, please bear in mind, Islam is easy, but we are always finding the excuses so that it will look complicated. The word 'easy' here will only come if we start to practise it as our way of life. Do what we are asked to do, leave those which are forbidden for us and insyaAllah, things will always by our side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-1946199907165554299?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1946199907165554299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1946199907165554299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1946199907165554299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1946199907165554299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/same-sex-marriage.html' title='Same sex marriage?'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8552465457695100924</id><published>2011-07-02T23:39:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T00:16:51.964+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson</title><content type='html'>I had a heart to heart talk with one that I consideres as my mom in Sydney. It is indeed bringing up a new different perception to me. And the best part, it is about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this, I always questioned that why is that those people around me are not reacting the same like what I had done to them. Well, sometimes it is so depressing whenever the people that you are close to are not giving something the same in return. But then, after reading on many books about psychological differences in between human, then I realized that no one is the same from one another. Then I started to accept that everyone has their own specialty and weakness. So, it is unfair to compare since different people will have different way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also realized, how the parential guidance is important for ones behaviours. Different parents will have different way of raising their children. Some might think that by scolding the children would make them a 'human'. While some might think that by giving good advice is the best way if all. But then, in my opinion, it is actually depending on the situation. But what important here, parental guidance is one core element in developing the children's way of thinking and how they behave in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I realized about differences of human being is due to individual's past experience. Different person will definitely having different experience and they are learning from them. So, what ever they are doing are based on what they have experienced. That is why, people always say that experience is very important. Same goes to whenever we are looking for job. Experience is one important criteria for the employer in choosing their employee. So in this case, experiences will developing people's character in living their lives. So, it is unfair to judge them if we dont know about their background. There must be a reason for something to be done.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, considering from what had been discussed, I realized that my character is very different from anyone that I know. I am in a way is very special. I can be a magnet to anyone. But then, there is still disadvantages that I have to consider. Not everyone is very genuine in frienship. They might be aftering for something. Judging from the differences of each one of us, I should be careful with who my friend is. As long as I know my limit and boundary, that should be fine. I have to be firm with my decision so that I will not easily get influence with those who is having bad intention to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, in every prayer, I keep praying that Allah will always help me in dealing with things in life. Alhamdulillah, as far as I am concerned, I am always being blessed. And I also pray that for the blessing to continously being given to me until the end of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therfore, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No more judging people without knowing their background&lt;br /&gt;2. Always firm with yur decision&lt;br /&gt;3. Allah is always there to help. Keep praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8552465457695100924?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8552465457695100924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8552465457695100924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8552465457695100924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8552465457695100924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/lesson.html' title='Lesson'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8178025721344463561</id><published>2011-07-02T07:28:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T07:46:12.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking something that probably my specialty. Yes, I am a mutant! No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;So, what makes me a mutant is the ability for me to influence others by causing changes to their brain activities. In other words, it is like giving them some sort of psychological pressure that i going to lead to two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Becoming more positive person&lt;br /&gt;2. Losing self confident and an extremely negative person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,well,well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I am focusing towards spreading the love to others by inducing the positive vibes to those nearby. Not everyone, those chosen one only. I love world peace and that is what I am going to create with the help of my specialty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, whenever seeing negative thoughts from a negative person on myself, I am thinking to try my second part of specialty. But then, I have to consider about that person's future before finalizing my decision.  Hmmm. Well, probably those kind of person dont deserves future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is defitnitely not hard. All can be done by planting those negativity into the brain and keep repeating the same for a period of time. Besides negativity, it is might be leading to the psychological problem, and the person might end up at the mental hospital. Scary rigth? It is! That is why, I am still considering of doing it. I believe that I have one 'special target' in mind, but lets reserve it till it has gone beyond my limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,i'll update what happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8178025721344463561?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8178025721344463561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8178025721344463561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8178025721344463561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8178025721344463561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/07/psycho.html' title='Psycho'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-6769970859515983651</id><published>2011-06-28T15:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:34:17.432+10:00</updated><title type='text'>X-men</title><content type='html'>I went to watch x-men first class last night. It is a good movie I would say. The action, technology and the storyline fits well with the overall apprearance of the movie. In fact, the storyline is much more clear and vibrant to the audience due to the integration with the history of x-men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I am interested on after watching the movie is about the existence of mutant. I like all the superpower that they have. They are all cleverly done for each of the character and different from one another. From there, it has brought me to the think about that we human are actually mutant as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People might say that no, we are not. We have brain and we do all of our things using our brain. It helps us to survive in our daily life. So,there is nothing to do with mutant. Mutant is some sort of human with special power which is different from the human who has lots of potential in each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, does the ability that we have are the same from one another? No! Every person has different strong specialty. I would say 'specialty' because I see everyone as someone special,someone that has personal unique ability to differentiate themselves from others. For example, we would find our close friends who is very stylo eventhough he is doing medic. We might also find that our designer friend who is dressing up as normal, but could come out with great fashion design. Or maybe, a friend who could motivate us while we are down and have no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all that I consider as special ability. Not everyone is having the same special features in their life. They are all different. And this differences that makes us special at the same time, as well as a mutant! We are the chosen one to have that specialty, for us to make full use of it in order to continue our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, it is better to work in group rather than alone. If we are doing in group, we could gather different specialty and opinions into one and then come out with an idea that could cater all of the groups existed. Working in group is defnitely more beneficial as working alone. Besides decreasing the burden that we have to face, it is also help us in planning our time more efficiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, whenever someone tells you that they wanna be like x-men, tell them that they are already one of them. Be confident with yourself, spread your wings and flyyyyyy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-6769970859515983651?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/6769970859515983651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=6769970859515983651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6769970859515983651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6769970859515983651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/x-men.html' title='X-men'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-7132653439326660430</id><published>2011-06-28T07:02:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T07:11:06.392+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasih</title><content type='html'>"sesungguhnya telah ku lihat dgn mata ku sendiri betapa kuat nya seorang ibu itu dalam membentuk keperibadian seorang anak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"telah ku lihat juga, bagaimana seorang ibu itu yakin bahawa anakya adalah seorang yang baik walaupun ramai yang berkata buruk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"telah ku lihat juga, seorang ibu itu sanggup melakukan apa sahaja demi anaknya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dan telah ku lihat juga, si ibu yg menyalahkan didikan sendiri atas masalah yang dihadapi anaknya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, sesungguhnya aku bersyukur kerana telah diberikan peluang untuk melihat apa yang terselindung di sebalik tubuh kecil seorang wanita lemah bergelar ibu. Aku memohon kepadamu agar segalanya dipermudahkan. Sesungguhnya, pengakhiran yg baik lah adalah sebaik2 pegakhiran. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, peliharalah semua kaum ibu di dunia ini. Berikan lah mereka kekuatan dalam mengharungi setiap dugaanMu ya Allah. Dan berkatilah kehidupan mereka semua dengan kehidupan yang baik. Sesungguhnya, jasa mereka memang tidak ada tolok bandingnya. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-7132653439326660430?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/7132653439326660430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=7132653439326660430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7132653439326660430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7132653439326660430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/kasih.html' title='Kasih'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3807383856482855847</id><published>2011-06-24T18:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T18:42:01.007+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>Many things happened today! Good, bad, but mostly good. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;1. Finally, the moment I've been waiting for. After re-thinking and re-considering of the good and the bad sides of having an iPad, i finally decided to get one! Yeah. Ipad2 3G- wifi 16GB. At first I was thinking of getting the 32GB but after reconsidering back my decision, I decided to take the 16GB. This is because I already have the iphone4 and the functioned is the same like iPad. The different is just iPad is made with bigger screen. But then, considering myself as an architecture student, checking all the online architecture magazines using iphone4 is very hard. The font is small. I have to constraint my eyes which means, gonna damage my damaged eyes even more. Besides, most of the architectural photos are better being viewed in large, so that it would be more clear to the eyes. Therefore, this iPad is basically for my uni-research purposes + a lil bit of entertainment :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My squash captain had given me a phone call just now and we got through to the semi-final. Alhamdulillah. We didn't managed to win last night so we have to wait for the result from the other team. It turned out that they were also having the same result as us. That's it! By just one point to separate us, we got through to the final! Weehoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I got my first result of this sem. Alhamdulillah. It is just like what I have prayed for. It could be better but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Alhamdulillah alhamdulillah alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3807383856482855847?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3807383856482855847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3807383856482855847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3807383856482855847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3807383856482855847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5029816438366668096</id><published>2011-06-20T19:52:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:14:08.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ibu</title><content type='html'>SubhanAllah. Hari ini semakin jelas lagi dipaparkan buat aku tentang betapa besar dan mendalamnya kasih sayang seorang ibu. Iya, untuk semua ibu yg ada di dunia. Memang betul kata peribahasa,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"seorang ibu mampu menjaga 10 orang anak, tapi 10 orang anak belum tentu mampu menjaga ibu mereka seorang"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SubhanAllah subhanAllah subhanAllah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bayangkan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. seorang ibu yg tidak dapat khabar berita tentang anaknya selama beberapa bulan, mencari update2 tertentu anaknya melalui facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. namun, apabila anaknya bukanlah seorang yg aktif dgn dunia sosial alam maya ini, apa lah sangat info yg bakal diperoleh ye dak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. si ibu dgn randomnya mencari rakan2 yg mungkin rapat dgn si anak melalui gambar2 yg di tag di facebook. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; aku amat terharu dgn part nih. si ibu sanggup buat apa saja untuk mengetahui tentang keadaan si anak. walaupun beribu batu jauh terpisah, kasih sayang si ibu tetap utuh, tidak ditelan jarak! subhanAllah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. apabila 'wild-guess' si ibu adalah tidak tepat, si ibu meminta pula bantuan daripada si 'wild guess' untuk mendapatkan contact bg kenalan2 yg mungkin mengetahui pasal si anak. mmg sungguh terharu, si ibu will never give up! selagi tak jumpa petunjuk tentang keadaan anak, selagi itulah usaha diteruskan. tiada lagi perasaan malu. semua possibility yg ada, terus di explore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. semua kawan ditanya menggunakan khidmat message from facebook. cukup canggih si ibu. sanggup menguasai ilmu dunia teknologi dalam mencari keadaan sebenar anak. aku kagum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. setelah mencuba segala possibility yg ada, si ibu tetap tidak berpuas hati dgn keadaan si anak. si ibu nekad untuk datang mencari si anak! WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, aku mmg terdiam, terkesima, kagum dan segala2nya tentang kasih sayang si ibu. mana ada ibu yg lupakan anak, mana ? mana? takda! ibu sanggup buat apa saja untuk si anak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan aku yakin, keputusan yg terakhir drp si ibu adalah kerana naluri keibuannya merasakan si anak tidak berada dalam keadaan yg sepatutnya. si ibu datang membawa kasih sayang untuk merawat luka si anak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah, sesungguhnya, kau berilah bantuan dan rahmat mu agar si ibu mampu tersenyum di pengakhiran cerita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5029816438366668096?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5029816438366668096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5029816438366668096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5029816438366668096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5029816438366668096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/ibu.html' title='ibu'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3835331572016012765</id><published>2011-06-17T14:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:14:57.932+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sermon</title><content type='html'>The khutbah today was discussing about time management. The khatib told us that if you wanna have good time management, you need to set your goal and then do the planning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is definitely right. With no goal, we tend to waste our time. And with no planning, we are not gonna be very efficient with our time. This is what i am trying to practise in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i am gonna do is to start listing down all my targets. Differentite it with the short-term and the long-term target, so that i know what is more in need of my attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this winter holidays, ive jotted down the plan. Now it is up to me to make it real. This is definely the most efficient uni holidays! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3835331572016012765?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3835331572016012765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3835331572016012765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3835331572016012765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3835331572016012765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/sermon.html' title='Sermon'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8615403713723790936</id><published>2011-06-17T14:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:07:08.087+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Squash</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Aq9d7vnoz1w/TfrS5yQxN8I/AAAAAAAABy4/tylvvUEFMx4/img_85.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Phewww. After quite long time for taking a break from squash, i managed to show my committment to my team yesterday. It was good, considering that i havent been to the training for more than a month. Well, i'm not fit with bad footwork in the court, i still managed to win 5 sets! Impressive rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not the main point here. This post is dedicated to the after effect of last night games! My whole body is in pain! I know this is normal for someone for havent been to sport for quite long time but the main issue here is, now it is really hard for me to do my last assignment. Arghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two cans of ubat kaki tiga drinks from the asian groceries shop just now. N hopefully, things gonna get better after this. And at the moment, lying on my comfy bed is the best choice of all. But tonight, gonna strive my ass off for the assignment! Woohoo. Im done with the planning, and now left with me making all of them works! Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8615403713723790936?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8615403713723790936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8615403713723790936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8615403713723790936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8615403713723790936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/squash.html' title='Squash'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Aq9d7vnoz1w/TfrS5yQxN8I/AAAAAAAABy4/tylvvUEFMx4/s72-c/img_85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4697742847870142471</id><published>2011-06-16T17:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T17:32:09.844+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Moleskine</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KzwSFw3d-2I/Tfmxdovwj4I/AAAAAAAABy0/kiNVSjNowkQ/img_84.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I went to uni bookstore looking for the moleskine. The reason is because I am desperately in need of a notebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the plan. This notebook is not an ordinary one. The intention is to have my new best friend which means, I am gonna write down everything inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it is something involving with my future plan. And also, any spontanous ideas that triggering me not just for architecture, as well as about life. It is hope that whenever I flip through the book, it will enlighten myself with many of useful thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the journey gonna begins today. And as for the first entry for this book, I'm thinking to write down of my plan for this winter. I've many things in my mind, so by making it visible, it means I have already set is as my target to achieve during the break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully, by having this notebook, it's gonna be helpful to me in dealing with the coming days of life as an architecture student. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called this book as "THE MOLESKINE"&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/6211504118841004025-4697742847870142471?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4697742847870142471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4697742847870142471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4226289647855072510</id><published>2011-06-16T01:58:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T02:09:26.088+10:00</updated><title type='text'>silap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"setiap orang bersalah berhak diberi peluang kedua"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;susah memang susah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe theres another quote that I think suits better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"forgive; yes, forget; not"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unless, it is purely from the heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but learnt from experience, i would rather be at the safe side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; being hurt once is enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4226289647855072510?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4226289647855072510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4226289647855072510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4226289647855072510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4226289647855072510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/silap.html' title='silap'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-7445058660552820061</id><published>2011-06-15T03:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T03:34:30.655+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rupa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-rKyhBgiSAxY/TfeboW5j50I/AAAAAAAAByw/8zfIJXU4vAA/img_81.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rupa tuh penting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupa tuh la cermin diri kita&lt;br /&gt;Kalo cantik, cantik la kita&lt;br /&gt;Kalo buruk, buruk la kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, &lt;br /&gt;Rupa cantik belum tentu baik&lt;br /&gt;Rupa buruk tidak semestinya jahat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma kita kena ingat&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kita malu dgn rupa kita&lt;br /&gt;Itu petanda tidak baik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa perlu malu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malu dan riak ada bezanya&lt;br /&gt;2 cara, lain tertibnya&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/6211504118841004025-7445058660552820061?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/7445058660552820061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=7445058660552820061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7445058660552820061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7445058660552820061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/rupa.html' title='Rupa'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-rKyhBgiSAxY/TfeboW5j50I/AAAAAAAAByw/8zfIJXU4vAA/s72-c/img_81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-6209186182399405235</id><published>2011-06-15T02:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T02:37:34.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>worry</title><content type='html'>what is the best time for you to enjoy? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am gonna say it is when you have nothing else to worry about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes people, we as human, are always worrying too much about ourselves. we tend to look forward and start predicting about the future. since the future is beyond our scope of knowledge, that makes us more worried since we dont know of what's gonna happening next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this 'worry' feeling has its pro and cons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worrying too much is only gonna make us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. tired because we wont feel comfortable with our current situation. our brain keep working for nothing. most of the energy just gone like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. sad. it push us to the extreme where we are going to start focusing on the negativity rather than, being positive with ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. not productive. when everything seems against us, we start to loose our self-confident then loosing interest in what we are doing. we are not at our best whenever we are doing something. the result will not going to be good too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so people, in this case, we need to know how to control our 'worrying' level. start reversing its negativity into something that is positive to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"dont focus on the problem, focus on the solution"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for example, we have assignment submission in three days time but we still have not started with it until we left only 24 hours for the submission. we start to worry that we are not gonna finish it on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for this case, stop worrying, and start thinking on ways to solve the problem. your problem is how to finish your essay in 24 hours time. so, u should start from the beginning, looking at the main root of the problem. as for the essay, what is the topic? and start researching on it. at this point of time, put away you 'worrying' feeling, as far as possible. and keep working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe u can turn on some music to get yourself distracted from thinking about the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then start planning your time carefully. make it visible to the eyes, and plan what you are going to do for every hours. go all out. make sure u achieve your target. if you dont, try harder in the next hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;based on my experience, the key principles for reversing the negativity of 'worry' lies upon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. 'focus on the solution'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. 'push yourself to the maxima'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. distract yourself from thinking about the problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be confident that you can do it coz u dont know your limit. go all out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-6209186182399405235?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/6209186182399405235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=6209186182399405235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6209186182399405235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6209186182399405235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/worry.html' title='worry'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8070752427257767964</id><published>2011-06-13T01:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T01:19:01.739+10:00</updated><title type='text'>takut</title><content type='html'>Masa tadika dulu, rasa takut gila nak masuk darjah satu sbb kawan2 cakap cikgu garang&lt;div&gt;Masa darjah satu takut nak masuk darjah 2 sebab belajar lagi susah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tuh bila dengar pasal upsr pulak, adoiiii takut takut takut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abes upsr pulak rasa takut nak masuk tingkatan satu sbb dah berbeza fasa sekolah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila dah abes form 1, takut pulak nak amek pmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dh abes pmr, mak aihhh cuak weyh nak masuk form 4. soalan semua subjektif.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abes form 4, kecuakan spm la pulak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas spm, cuak kalau tak dapat smbung study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah dapat smbung, takut weyh kalo tak berjaya dapat degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila dah ada degree, still cuak kalo tak dapat masters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;itu kisah satu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini kisah dua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masuk darjah satu, mesti takut nmpak doktor gigi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah abes tuh, takut pulak dgn injection2 yg bermacam2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa nak masuk darjah tiga, nampak kawan sunat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mak aihhhhhhhh! ngilu beb! ada potential hilang 'senjata'! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila dh lepas, cuak dgn BCG pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini kisah tiga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila umur dah semakin meningkat, takut laa pulak nk pikul tanggungjawab berkeluarga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita memang sentiasa hidup dalam ketakutan kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8070752427257767964?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8070752427257767964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8070752427257767964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8070752427257767964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8070752427257767964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/takut.html' title='takut'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-903993140724419792</id><published>2011-06-11T17:03:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T17:03:57.713+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rXrGq52MwvU/TfMTWsnhnEI/AAAAAAAABys/iIY0F0pJ-OA/img_83.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wehoo. Yesterday was the last day for my design this sem. Feel releived! It felt like ive just throwing away a big massive stone from my head! Pheww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reward for myself for not having enough sleep through the week, a gloria jeans ice coffe + triple mud choc cake after i stepped down from the bus before heading back to my hse. Then, 4pcs kentucky fried chicken to make it more meaningful! Wohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough the design was just so-so (im hoping to at least get a pass. Amin) but who said that i cant enjoy myself. Because to me, ive done my very best. In fact, ive learned a lot during this sem. An experience with a great tutor, a well known architect, Tim Greer, is definitely has given another different view for me in seeing architecture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Architecture is not a destination, it is a journey".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i believe in that quote. And km definitely preparing myself for a better semester after the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, it's holidah baybehhh!! Yes, i will not forget to have funnnn! Weehoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-903993140724419792?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/903993140724419792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=903993140724419792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/903993140724419792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/903993140724419792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/ending.html' title='The ending'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rXrGq52MwvU/TfMTWsnhnEI/AAAAAAAABys/iIY0F0pJ-OA/s72-c/img_83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5644869409206408204</id><published>2011-06-08T04:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T04:24:56.825+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pertolongan</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9GwTvoEiam8/Te5s9H9p5SI/AAAAAAAAByo/WKq_9h6o_dg/img_82.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saya whatsapp kawan saya. Saya tau dia sedang nyenyak tidur menikmati keindahan malam yg sejuk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh gmbar kecil di atas itu adalah apple crumble gloria jeans! Sedap gila!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5644869409206408204?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5644869409206408204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5644869409206408204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5644869409206408204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5644869409206408204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/pertolongan.html' title='Pertolongan'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9GwTvoEiam8/Te5s9H9p5SI/AAAAAAAAByo/WKq_9h6o_dg/s72-c/img_82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1291374097733115712</id><published>2011-06-05T20:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T20:17:41.811+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekelumit cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-kOtSR26AO5M/TetXwq9IFGI/AAAAAAAAByk/JkpPTe1KmWE/img_80.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hari nih rasa free sikit. Sempat pergi squash then masa balik tuh terfikir nk makan apa malam nih. Pergi oriental, jumpa sos masam manis ABC. Then teringat ada udang kat rumah. So apa lagi, call mak tanya mcm mana nk masak 'sweet &amp; sour prawan with a pinch of love'! Wah gituh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahan2 nya:&lt;br /&gt;1. Udang&lt;br /&gt;2. Fish cakes&lt;br /&gt;3. Bawang besar sebijik&lt;br /&gt;4. Bawang putih 1/2 bijik&lt;br /&gt;5. Minyak utk menumis&lt;br /&gt;6. Sedikit serbuk kunyit&lt;br /&gt;7. Sedikit garam&lt;br /&gt;8. Dan sos ABC MASAM MANIS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara2nya:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gaulkan udang dgn garam dan kunyit. Biarkan sebentar agar rasanya sebati&lt;br /&gt;2. Panaskan kuali + minyak&lt;br /&gt;3. Tumiskan 1/2 bawang besar + semua bawang putih. Biarkan sehingga naik bau yum yum ke hidung!&lt;br /&gt;4. Masukkan udang tadi. Owh aku masukkan jugak cili kering. Biar berapi sikit! &lt;br /&gt;5. Goreng goreng dan goreng sehingga udang separuh 3/4 masak. &lt;br /&gt;6. Curahkan setengah botol sos ABC MASAM MANIS! &lt;br /&gt;7. Kacau masakkan agar rasa sebati. Biarkan sehingga sos masak.  &lt;br /&gt;8. Dah masak? As in nampak gelombang2 udara membuak2? Ok bagus. Masukkan lebihan bawang besar tadi. Yg nih korang potong bulat mcm bentuk cincin. &lt;br /&gt;9. Kacau dan biarkan sebentar dalam 2 minit. &lt;br /&gt;10. Ok dah siappppp! Boleh makan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastuh ada pulak grilled chicken yg crispy tuh. Mak aihhhhh. Terangkat angkat smpai sekarang nih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-1291374097733115712?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/1291374097733115712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=1291374097733115712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1291374097733115712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/1291374097733115712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/sekelumit-cinta.html' title='Sekelumit cinta'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-kOtSR26AO5M/TetXwq9IFGI/AAAAAAAAByk/JkpPTe1KmWE/s72-c/img_80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4131715249529028201</id><published>2011-06-04T19:49:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:49:32.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DWCrkS-jRu0/Ten_qWXXmYI/AAAAAAAAByg/D0iTrT5ZmIc/img_79.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;We've got to choose whether black or white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If black, to the left&lt;br /&gt;But if white, to the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and white are contrasting each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still need to choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In continuing our journey, we need courage, confident and intelligent&lt;br /&gt;Not forgotten, faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4131715249529028201?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4131715249529028201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4131715249529028201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4131715249529028201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4131715249529028201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/journey.html' title='Journey'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DWCrkS-jRu0/Ten_qWXXmYI/AAAAAAAAByg/D0iTrT5ZmIc/s72-c/img_79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4679910264571753302</id><published>2011-06-04T15:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T15:27:17.799+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1waxKXvBn-M/TenCMhwW3yI/AAAAAAAAByc/f2PcyU28isI/img_78.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;A visit by a friend on Saturday! &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. Congratulation on your new job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what is confident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The ability to talk in front of the public?&lt;br /&gt;2. Having good look?&lt;br /&gt;3. Many friends around?&lt;br /&gt;4. Smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to me it is more than. It is the ability of having faith with yourself. It is more about self-eateem. Thats y, we people are always having ups and downs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at top whenever we have high self esteem and at the bottom when the confident level is low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dont ever think that u dont have any self-cofident. Dont be sad if you r not as lucky as others. Because to me, what important is how you deal with your feeling. Because it will then lead u to boosting up your self-esteem and then, be confident with yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever u wanna do. Ask help whenever u can find ways to solve. And the rest, just enjoy life to the fullest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4679910264571753302?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4679910264571753302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4679910264571753302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4679910264571753302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4679910264571753302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/06/visit.html' title='Visit'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1waxKXvBn-M/TenCMhwW3yI/AAAAAAAAByc/f2PcyU28isI/s72-c/img_78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1373740158931080333</id><published>2011-06-04T00:23:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T02:23:45.471+10:00</updated><title type='text'>malaslah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"macam mana nk buat keje? takde mood la"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phewww. mesti selalu kan? yes exactly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here are few tips in solving those issues. basically, this is what i had been doing for these few days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. abeskan semua kehendak nafsu korang! (LOL) in this case apa yg aku maksudkan adalah nafsu2, nak tgk series, tgk movies, semua tuh la. macam aku, mesti tgk 'nora elena' dulu, pastuh tgk 'juvana'. then bila dh menyesal, terus start buat keje. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but but but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jangan la nafsu sampai nk layan smpai 10 movies tiap2 kali before start keje. aiyoo. kalo cmtuh, smpai kawan ko grad, ko pon still tgk movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. planning. ini mmg amat membantu. sebelum korang start buat keje, buat plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"by this time (insert certain period), i must have finished this chapter"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n remember to make it visible to your eyes. this means that u guys have to write it down on paper, n paste it on front of you. most of the people, they often forget what they've planned. (yes, i;m one of the victims). so by having the list on the paper, it is constantly reminding you and putting pressure for you to work extra harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. reward yourself. yep, after finish one task, reward yourself with something that you like. it acts as the booster for us to continue the same effort for the next task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. call mak suruh buatkan smayang hajat. pastuh korang pon buat skali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. owh owh owh. malu bertanya sesat jalan. tanya la sebanyak mana orang ko nk tanya. pastuh pandai2lah korang sesuaikan mengikut situasi sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekian sahaja untuk kali ini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='malaslah!'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4567527070082223175</id><published>2011-06-01T23:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:15:58.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>first</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well, i'm sure most of us a familiar with anwarhadi, a very famous vlogger. here is the latest video by him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sincerely, when i first see the link in the FB, i didnt expect it to be very 'touched'. well, it is just a video. nothing more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, when i played the video, n listened to the story by the people in the video, i cried. i cried and cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mak, abang sayang mak. cuma tak biasa nk luah2kan. tp, percayalah, mak lah yg paling utama dalam semua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f_8zWQ3K_ik" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4567527070082223175?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4567527070082223175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8562446971180583474</id><published>2011-05-30T00:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:18:18.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Naik Angin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DFMGQkjOB4c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. i feel like to share something here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too much design makes me go crazy, n here i come, with one crazy thought! hmm... (tanduk dah keluar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stayed up until 7am at uni yesterday, figuring out the strategy for my design project. yes, design always the hardest thing for me. i could score in my electives, but not design. i still couldnt get the touch. still searching still searching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i had my good nite sleep at around 8am. then woke up at 1pm, since i have meeting with my studio mate. it was very helpful. Lucy, that was her name. I talked to her after studio last friday and was asking if she could spend some of her time to help me with my design. the problem with me, i still not very clear of what am i doing. my tutor keep telling me that i have lots of idea, but none of them are specifically well-researched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, before heading back, i asked Lucy whether she could help me and she responded yes! Monday at 2pm. I went to her place with high hopes and went back with satisfaction! Thank Lucy, now it is getting clear. Since I was still unsure whether I am heading to the right end, I asked her for another 'special-design-consultation' on Tuesday morning, at her place as well. N she said yes with condition that I have to show her my progress and write it on paper. She want something that when she read, she could straight away get the idea of what am I doing. And all of the issues that I am proposing need to be written just in one sentence! the max I could go is 2 sentences! She sounded like my tutor, seriously! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, thanks Lucy for that. Such a nice Mauritius lady with a kind heart. I am thinking of treating her Malaysian lunch someday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to the video I posted above. Today, after had my dinner, i went straight to bed. I felt like my brain is not functioning at its best due to unorganized sleep pattern. So, 2 hours nap prolly could make my brain adjusting back to its circle, and be at its best. At 1030pm, I woke up, took my shower...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, here came the part of the video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" pakaian istimewa, berangin-angin keliling...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kain pelikat time people! Nak berangin-angin keliling! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8562446971180583474?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8562446971180583474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8562446971180583474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8562446971180583474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8562446971180583474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/naik-angin.html' title='Naik Angin!'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DFMGQkjOB4c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5771277391951641180</id><published>2011-05-29T01:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T01:21:41.878+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do your best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="640" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-vt9_Zd4KjPA/TeERoqqSMEI/AAAAAAAAByQ/iSZ-dxz8ZcY/img_77.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width:100.0%;mso-cellspacing:0cm;mso-yfti-tbllook:1184;mso-padding-alt:  0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:0;mso-yfti-firstrow:yes;mso-yfti-lastrow:yes"&gt;   &lt;td width="98%" style="width:98.94%;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt; It’s not always easy to know which path to follow, which decision to make, or   what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Life is a series of new horizons, new hopes, new days, and changes that come   to you. And we all need some help with these things from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Remember these things: Dream it. Do it. And discover how special you are. Be   positive, for your attitude will affect the outcome of many things. Ask for   help when you need it; seek the wisdom the world holds and hold on to it.   Make some progress every single day. Begin. Relieve. And become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Give yourself all the credit you’re due; don’t short change your qualities,   your abilities, or any of the things that are so unique about you. Remember   how precious life can be. Imagine. Invest the time it takes to reach out for   your dreams; it will bring you happiness that no money on earth can buy.   Don’t be afraid; no mountain is too big to climb if you do it at your own   pace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="1%" style="width:1.06%;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="text-align: center;width: 100%; "&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:0;mso-yfti-firstrow:yes;mso-yfti-lastrow:yes"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;What’s the best   thing to do? That’s simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Do Your Best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And everything else will fall into place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;-Collin McCarty-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;&lt;a href="http://ruthshaven.com/poetry/justdoyourbest.html"&gt;(source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" summary="this table is for the author" style="text-align: center;color: rgb(78, 53, 24); font-size: 14px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="table25percent" style="font-size: 13px; width: 320px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(78, 53, 24); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5771277391951641180?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5771277391951641180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5771277391951641180&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5771277391951641180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5771277391951641180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-do-your-best.html' title='Just do your best!'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-vt9_Zd4KjPA/TeERoqqSMEI/AAAAAAAAByQ/iSZ-dxz8ZcY/s72-c/img_77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4148909636266060209</id><published>2011-05-28T03:19:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T12:57:58.286+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cita-cita</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="640" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BEXwp_i-_l8/Td_dOxHhcoI/AAAAAAAAByM/lTYHkCUEn9k/img_76.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila pikir2 semula, zaman kanak2 mmg zaman yang paling best. Padanla hujan pon ada buat lagu pasal childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alangkah indahnya dunia apabila kita....(dah lupa lirik)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa kecik2 dulu, aku nih degil. Mmg tak dgr cakap. N mmg jenis simpan dal semua. Tp, takdalah smpai buat aku jadik psycho. Tidak tidak. Semua yg aku simpan2 dalam tuh sebenarnya aku jadikkan sebagai pemangkin utk aku berjaya. Poyokan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp mmg tak tipu. Aku mmg simpan dalam, pastuh aku mesti buat azam yg suatu hari nanti, orang yg buat aku rasa tak puas hati tuh, biar dia sendiri malu. Jahatkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp apa la kita nk expect dari budak2 kan? Diorang cuma nak everything to be in their own ways. Pernah sekali tuh aku ada kawan. Mmg close friends la. Mmg baik. Aku pon anggap dia kawan baik aku. Tp, ntah mcm mana ntah, bila dia dapat kawan baru, terus dh tak kawan dgn aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih. Tp nak buat mcm mana. Aku ada je kawan lain. Tp bila someone yg ko anggap best fren, tetiba dh kawan biasa2 je dgn kau, mesti kecewa kan? So, start dari hari tuh, aku mmg dh tak percaya orang. Mmg susah la nk korek rahsia ape2 pasal aku. Aku nih bolehlah dikira sbg penyimpan rahsia agung. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp aku rasa, kejadian tuh byk membentuk aku spt hari ini. Aku lebih suka berdikari. Mmg tanak bergantung pada orang. Walaupun bebas, tp susah woo! Mental kena kuat. Hati kena tabah. Iman kena tinggi woo! Kalo la ada option, mmg aku tak pilih cara nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, option mmg ada. Tp, kepercayaan aku nih susah nk bagi. Ntahlah. Aku lagi suka keep things to myself. So takde la rasa insecure ke apa. Bab2 mcm nih, mmg aku jaga betul2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, berbalik kepada tajuk utama kita ( haha panjang berjela lan intro. Dah mcm satu karangan !). 1st cita2 aku nak jadik cikgu. Aku tak ingat kenapa. Tp, aku nak sgt jadik cikgu. Mungkin sbb ku nmpak profession tuh suatu yg baik dan indah.  Atau mungkin tuh je la yg aku tau masa kecik2 dulu. Tp, for the record, aku nak jadik cikgu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastuh tukar pulak jadik lawyer. Alasan sbb aku hebat bercakap! Haha. Perasan mmg tak hengatt! Aku mmg suka kalo bab lawan2 mulut nih. Top in the list. Berpidato. Semua tuh aku buat masa sekolah dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bil darjah 4, aku ubah nak jadik arkitek. Ada satu hari tuh, cikgu aku suruh kitorang semua lukis rumah. Dia bagi la gmbar rumah kat setiap orang. Aku dapat rumah minangkabau. Lukisan aku mmg cantik masa tuh. Org laen semua buat biasa2 je, tp aku siap kira dgn pembaris! Atap bumbung tuh pon aku lukis in details! Impressive kan? Tuh yg tetiba aku cakap nak jadik arkitek lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smpai la ke sekolah menengah, n skarang kat uni. Aku pon dh dapat degree dalam architecture dah pon. Skarang, siap smbung buat master lagi. Orang bila tau nih, mesti terus ingat akhirnya akh berjaya dapat apa yg aku buat kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Aku rasa tak. Masa form4 dulu, aku pernah dalam dilema nk pilih kelas business atau kelas sains. Masa form3 aku dh confirm nak masuk business. Tp masa f5, tetiba ego tinggi, aku pilih jugak sains. Smpai SPM, alhamdulillah semua ok. Tp one thing, aku mmg kena push diri aku smpai limit dalam subjek sains. Takde honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila masa dapat scholarship dulu pon, aku ada 2 pilihan. Business n architecture. Business local, tp PNB. byk tuh duit dia bagi. Oversea architecture, JPA. Hmm sbb ego jugak, aku pilih buat architecture. Ok masa nih aku mmg dah suka gila2 kat business. Tp sbb gila glamour, harulah aku pilih oversea. Weyh, bukan senang nak naek kapal terbang! Lagi2 budak kampung. Rumah kayu, buruk pulak tuh. Mestilah nak oversea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp aku kurang cerdik masa tuh. Aku tak studi dulu apa yg aku kena face nnt. Tuhla, masa buat folio kerjaya dulu tuh aku copy n paste je. Haihh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bila dh kat uni, tuhdiaaaa! Baru aku tau mmg susah nak jadik arkitek weyh! Dulu prinsip aku, ko bg lah apa2, aku mmg boleh buat! Yea, aku mmg bolej buat tp adoiiii! Mcm nak mati tau tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N malam nih. Keinginan aku utk involve dgn business datang lagi. Semua nih sbb masa present tadi, tutor aku kata aku lg fokuskan from the economical factor, not architecture. Hmm. Betul jugak dia kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So skarang nih, yea, aku bole buat apa je. Plan aku nak abes kan master nih cepat2. Balik aku nak apply keje kat broadcasting company pastuh malam nk amek night class/ weekend class buat MBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, work hard work hard work hard! Aku tak smart, so mmg kena work hard je la. Tuh yg sanggup pikul beg 10kg pegi uni pukul 12 tgh malam. Gigih? Terpaksa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4148909636266060209?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4148909636266060209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4148909636266060209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4148909636266060209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4148909636266060209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/cita-cita.html' title='Cita-cita'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BEXwp_i-_l8/Td_dOxHhcoI/AAAAAAAAByM/lTYHkCUEn9k/s72-c/img_76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-296304838816671180</id><published>2011-05-27T22:47:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T02:05:01.209+10:00</updated><title type='text'>IQRA</title><content type='html'>One key point if you want to excel in what you are doing at the moment...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. READ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have u ever have the feeling that you are lazy to read. just start reading any materials about your current project. this is just to make your brain to start developing and exploring ideas that we are looking for. you'll be amazed how your brain could actually works. this is due to the conscious and unconscious mind principles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i. conscious mind includes everything that is inside of our awareness. this is the aspect of our mental processing that we can think and talk about a rational way. this includes such things such as the sensations, perceptions, memories, feeling and fantasies inside our current awareness.  &lt;a href="http://psychology.about.com/od/cindex/g/def_conscious.htm"&gt;(source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ii. unconscious mind is part of the mind which gives rise to a collection of mental phenomena that part of the mind which gives rise to a collection of mental phenomena that manifest in a person's mind but which the person is not aware of at the time of their occurrence. this can be seen as the source of night dreams and automatic thoughts (those appear without apparent cause), etc. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unconscious_mind"&gt;(source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so basically, when we have started reading our project materials, our brain will start processing all the informations. there will be some that we are not sure or maybe not really understand,but it is ok, that is where the 'unconscious mind' will do their part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have u ever experienced that while u watching TV, then there is a sudden moment that you get a lot of ideas on certain project that you are currently working on? then u just left the TV and immediately looking for papers so that you could write it down. yep, that shows your unconscious mind had done their part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;usually, the idea that triggered by the unconscious mind is always the creative idea u ever imagine of. unconscious mind is actually your creative tool. it will not let u down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, it is not gonna work if there are not enough information to be processed. that is why, READING is vital. it gives some guidelines for your 'unconscious mind' to based its research on before generating ideas that are going to help you with your current project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here, what can I say about this is we are using our 'conscious mind' to gather as many information and then the 'unconscious mind' will do their part. both are important in generating a great creative idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, what else are u waiting for? IQRA'?&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/6211504118841004025-296304838816671180?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/296304838816671180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=296304838816671180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/296304838816671180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/296304838816671180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/iqra.html' title='IQRA'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-136865804996914419</id><published>2011-05-25T21:13:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:35:30.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my 'this way'</title><content type='html'>sometimes, when i look at someone else, it gives me a feeling of to be like that someone. it is always like that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i see someone who is good with communication skills, i imagine myself as that person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i see someone who is fashionable, i wanna be like that person too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i see someone who is popular, i imagine myself to be popular as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as human, we will never be satisfied with what we have. we ask for more. we want everything that looks good to our eyes. we become greedy! then we forget of what we already have. something that we have, not others. we forget our specialties. we keep focusing on others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have to remember, if we keep pushing ourselves to be someone else, we are not gonna succeed! they are born to be 'that way', and we are born' this way'. 'that way' and 'this way' are two separate ways, which gonna lead us to different end. so, if we are following the different way, the burden is on us. we have to push ourselves extremely hard to reach at the end. however, if we choose to follow our 'this way', it is an advantage for us. it is being done for us, we are walking along the 'current'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so people, look for your specialty(ies). keep digging it and make full use of it! explore and explore. as for me, i'm still browsing around, looking for the right spot to stop. i have lots in mind. it just the matter of chances. but most important is, i need to keep myself on the right track, my 'this way'. whennever i'm in 'this way' anything that struck me during my journey would be good for me. i just need to keep searching until i found the thing that suits me the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for now, keep browsing! look for chances!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-136865804996914419?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/136865804996914419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=136865804996914419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/136865804996914419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/136865804996914419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-this-way.html' title='my &apos;this way&apos;'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-2749746090772029766</id><published>2011-05-25T06:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T07:53:38.702+10:00</updated><title type='text'>strong?</title><content type='html'>have u ever feel that u are a very strong person?&lt;div&gt;yes, we are all very strong or should i say, we could be strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being strong is an option. we can choose whether to be or not to be. as a human, we are not prone to obstacles or challenges in life. these things are the one that keep pushing us, distracting our progress in life sometimes and wanting us to be strong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, not everyone has the courage to stand up and fight. i believe that is because there is no one to guide them whenever they are down. anyway, i'm thinking of sharing some of my thoughts regarding this issue. i love to read motivational and self inspirational books. so, here are the compilation of here and there, of what i found and been practiced and also, some of the advices that i had shared with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. get back to Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is always my 1st step whenever someone is in the hard condition. to some people, this might not relevant as people nowadays are usually those who believe only what they have seen. i am not against it neither supporting it. it is an individual opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for myself, it must be an advantage since i have got more exposure in the religious issue during my early childhood. no, my parents are not those religious people. i mean, they are religious, but not those with the title as religiuos people. not ustaz or ustazah. however, my mom loved to watch those islamic tv shows especially ehwal islam and the one before friday prayers on tv3. so, she knows many religious things from there and being a mom, she would share everything that she got from the show to us. that is probably the starting point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, being close with my religious teacher(s) was probably another advantage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, those probably the things that shaping the way i see my world. alhamdulillah, the hidayah is still with me and i pray that it is forever with me until the end of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the topic, people nowadays only believe what can be seen by their eyes. if not, they would just say it is a lie. well well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"can u feel the air? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"can u see it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so, whats the different?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;same here. when we get back to Allah, we definitely gonna get the response. it is just the matter we are able to see it or not. usually, u need to use your 'mata hati', rather than your normal eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. ask for help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there must be reasons for all of us to be here, to live in this world together, not just by our own. i know, for some, we prefer to stay away from everyone around us. or just like those matsalleh always said;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"mind your own business"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is true. why shouldt we care about others if no one care about us? you live your own life, and i'll handle mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but that is not always the case. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. in school, our teacher keep telling us to work in group. when we work in group, we share all the burdens together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. same thing happen in work. we work together with our colleagues. we share all the burdens together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, as for these two cases, working together is always the best option. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" we share all the burdens together"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but wait, that only happen, if and only if, we managed to find good group members or good colleagues. but how are we gonna determine that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are those who managed to understand us better. this is very complex as not everyone could understand all the people. it takes time for us to discover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, for some, there are people with this specialty. they know of what to say and where to say. sometimes, they are able to come out with the options that are not in our mind at all. something that is outside of the box. something that we cannot see, but clearly visible to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for me, that person is always my mom. eventhough her academic background stopped after SPM, but that is not the measuring point. sometimes, even a small kid is able to come out with better solution than the adults. remember Hang Nadim? Singapura di langgar todak? this is what i called as God's gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, my point here is, if u are down, go share it with someone else. someone that understand u and someone that you trust. tell them all your worries. ask for help. then listen to what they say before start applying it into your current condition. just remember, whenever we are down, we are at the bottom of our rationality. that's why we need someone else's opinion to help us to get back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. mind set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the last thing that  we should do. mind set is the most powerful things that every human has. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what made Einstein's a great person? it is his mindset. he set himself to be a great person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what made Siti Nurhaliza a great singer? it is her mindset and disciplines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what made Donald Trump a successful industrialist in real estate development? it is his mindset and disciplines too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, here if we set our mindset to be a successful person, and disciplined ourselves, insyaAllah we are able to achieve anything in life. dont look small on the power on mindset. it could do more of what the computer can do. it gives us the freedom of thinking which is the computer does not have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, to be a strong person, we need to set our mindset to become a strong person. keep telling yourself that you can do it. tell it more everyday. so that in the end, it would become a habit where you dont have to remind yourself about it anymore.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-2749746090772029766?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/2749746090772029766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=2749746090772029766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2749746090772029766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2749746090772029766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/strong.html' title='strong?'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4365640254586081471</id><published>2011-05-24T01:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T01:24:18.468+10:00</updated><title type='text'>weird</title><content type='html'>' weyh aku nak jadik cikgu la '&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' no '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' apsal pulak? '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' ko dah bazirkan duit tax mak dgn ayah aku bayar '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' eh mana ada. aku nk bantu lagi ramai untuk berjaya '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' no. when u back, talk to my mom '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my life, i guess this is the first someone who have the guts to say no to what i'm gonna do with my future. it is actually a compliment. thank u. n i really think that little conversation was very special and meaningful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess the way it is being said. usually, whenever we are facing the rejection, we will feel bad. but not this time. i felt like someone is really care about me. care about my future and care about what am I gonna be after this uni-things are done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that was from one of my besfriends. i guess five years of living together, in the same house and the same dorm had really made us knowing each other so well.we might not realize it but it is in the blood bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u know what, no matter how long we havent talked to each other, once we do, it is definitely a good one! HAPPY BIRTHDAY bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: u r now a lawyer and im still a student! arghh&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/6211504118841004025-4365640254586081471?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4365640254586081471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4365640254586081471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4365640254586081471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4365640254586081471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/weird.html' title='weird'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-297265114074546378</id><published>2011-05-22T14:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:58:59.178+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Necessity</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdiYDziCjPI/AAAAAAAAByI/3RmWBAdDbxA/img_75.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I always looking for ways to skip doing my laundry but then, it is always a failure. Why? Doing laundry is the necessity. Something that is a must and u definitely cannot get rid of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, if mom's here, everything is possible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic, what is necessity. It is something that u have to face, u have to go through or something that need your attention. The sad thing is, there is no way for u to run away from it. For example, food, accomodation, electricity and nowadays, internet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We barely to live without them around. Yes, we are able to survive if they are not around but are things gonna be done efficiently? Are u gonna be able to cold yourself down if there's no fan during a hot day? Or will u be able to do your reaearch for your assigmnet if there is not internet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes u still can do it BUT in the HARD way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to where we are at the moment, a very competative world where people are fighting with each other by not having physical contact, we need to be efficient and fast in anything that we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efficient. That'a the right word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that explains why am I here. Waiting 40mins for the dryer so that i could finish my laundry just within 2.5hrs! Rather than drying it outside for the whole day, and setting boundary for myself as i have to come back to pick them up at the end of the day. Worst scenario, when it is suddenly rain, they would only left wet outside if i am not be able to run and save them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I'm not saying i dont dry my shirts outside. If i managed to start my day as early as 7am, why not? And if i'm just gonna be at home the whole day, why not? But not today. Ive to minimized the time spent for this so that more could be given for my assignments. (current mode: critical time for my research. This is the only turning point that i have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by considering the situation that i am facing at the moment, i would rather spend aud6.80, then get this laundry things away from my mind. I dont have to thing about it until next time. In a way, i am practising about giving more space for my brain to work on my assignment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concept is what i call by eliminating those small things for better concentration on bigger issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, always ve efficient with your time. Yes, some might said drying your laundry in a laundry shop is not a necessity. But relate back with u current situation. In my case it is a yes. Besides, its getting dark outside which means there is possibility of raining today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, money is not everything but u need money for everything. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-297265114074546378?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/297265114074546378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=297265114074546378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/297265114074546378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/297265114074546378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/necessity.html' title='Necessity'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdiYDziCjPI/AAAAAAAAByI/3RmWBAdDbxA/s72-c/img_75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-2897723785105536971</id><published>2011-05-22T07:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T07:00:13.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tdgn2GD3yBI/AAAAAAAAByE/N2OGQNsD6kQ/img_74.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;What a great day yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beleived that was the most productive day for as for this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a surprised belated birthday celebration for a colluege at the restaurant. The best part was the food! We had cake, tiramisu, chocolate, chips, mee goreng singapore n FUN FUN FUN! It has been a while since the last time I had that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later at night, i went for series marathon - noraelena bofore start with my assigment. There were 8 ep, n i managed to finish 7 of them since i have wathed the 1st ep earlier. Peer pressure through twitter. All my friends were wathing it, so i dont want to be left alone for not watching it. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what am i gonna talk about as for today's reflection is I am blessed witj good friends around me. Alhamdulillah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are really hard to get. They cannot be bought by money neither with any materials. They are not materialistic, becoming your friend, with the hope to get some of your wealth? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was a good day. Hopefully, the same thing gonna happen today.  Before i finish, here is the list of the yesterdays excitement;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tiramisu&lt;br /&gt;2. Apple cake&lt;br /&gt;3. Sambal belacan&lt;br /&gt;4. Finished with my essay!&lt;br /&gt;5. Good companies. Muah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-2897723785105536971?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/2897723785105536971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=2897723785105536971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2897723785105536971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2897723785105536971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tdgn2GD3yBI/AAAAAAAAByE/N2OGQNsD6kQ/s72-c/img_74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5589512165926276624</id><published>2011-05-21T06:08:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T06:08:30.331+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thought</title><content type='html'>How about writing short stories? Then novel? Series? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then probably i could publish my own book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supertalented thepretender?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5589512165926276624?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5589512165926276624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5589512165926276624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5589512165926276624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5589512165926276624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/random-thought.html' title='Random thought'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-2868292211091993406</id><published>2011-05-21T01:30:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:12:54.691+10:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidence</title><content type='html'>so what do u do whenever u feeling down?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pergilah mengaji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pergilah doa mintak Allah tenangkan hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pergilah sembahyang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not saying that THOSE solutions given above are NOT the answer. In fact, they are what I am normally do when I am down. They are not an option, a msut! something compulsory for us who are just  human beings. So in this case, I want you guys to get a lil bit further, and explore other potential solutions that has potential to cheer u up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why does this kind of issue is being raised? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. my design proposal was not like what i have expected! I was feeling down right after I left TZG office just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, let me share with u guys the story. the one that probably becoming something to inspire while any of us are feeling down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. First story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i went straight to the Surry Hills mosque for my Maghrib prayers. Less people there since it was already 6.00pm. But some unexpected incident happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( current mode : DOWN! but i covered it with my sweet smile. nobody could detect it. remember, im the pretender? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what happened? a random guy acted very very very friendly approached me and suddenly gave me a very tight hug! I was surprised! very very surprised. note to be taken here, he hugged me not once, not twice but 3 times! i was speechless. just standing there n pretending that i'm a friendly person as well. well, thepretender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he asked me for zakat, so that he could buy his dinner. unfortunately, my wallet was empty, just left with some malysian n singaporean notes. not gonna work rite? I try to be positive here, i believed he was someone sent by Allah to share some of His love. Hugging me while I was very very very down was just something 'warm' and could at least pulling my sadness away for a while. moreover, the incident happened just next to the mosque's main gate with few other people outside - i dont think he has negative intention on me. Prolly some might said that was just the tactic for money but then, i am not hesitated to give some if I have at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coincidence? getting hugged by stranger, asking for money, empty wallet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh that stranger just said thank u to me with a smile after i said i dont have any cash at the moment. Impressive. I was speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, what I am trying to tell u guys here, BE POSITIVE. ALWAYS!&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;2. Go out, have some fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was not acted like what I am for the past few weeks. My life was boring and it ranging around uni - my room - work - squash (now i rarely going for squash since i was very busy with uni works). boring it is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what i did just now, i suddenly felt like to reward myself with something that could cheer me up. what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was randomed. i checked my FB, and realized a wall post from a friend of mine. n it was posted two minutes before i checked the FB. coincidence? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i straight away give him a call, n yeah, we went to paddys for soft shell crab, easyway for large honeydew green tea with aloevera and also, rump steak at gung ho! FOOD SPREE it is. not forgotten, another random thing was enjoying ourselves at world karaoke for an hour? wow wow wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many random things made me go crazy tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so all of these were coincidentally happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, but it happened with reasons i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me take you back to the early part of this story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went for maghrib at surry hills mosque. and yes, i prayed to Allah for some guidance. As a normal human being, there is time that we are down, and no one to turn to. but hey, Allah is always there. He is the most compassionate and merciful. He is the one that will never turn us down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He has His own plan for us. It is just the matter on how we interpret it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, still coincidence? hmmm&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&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/6211504118841004025-2868292211091993406?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/2868292211091993406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=2868292211091993406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2868292211091993406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/2868292211091993406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/coincidence.html' title='coincidence'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8104465167736677723</id><published>2011-05-19T01:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T01:46:14.488+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayang</title><content type='html'>Kenapa nih sayang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dh sacrifice untuk u ok&lt;br /&gt;I tak tido&lt;br /&gt;I kurang makan&lt;br /&gt;I tak pergi squash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua untuk u tau sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp nih ke yang u bagi semula kat i?&lt;br /&gt;I sedih i sedih&lt;br /&gt;I dah tatau dah mcm mana nak layan u lagi&lt;br /&gt;U nih over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know what&lt;br /&gt;Tiap2 malam i pikir pasal u je&lt;br /&gt;Tiap2 siang pon i pikir pasal u jugak&lt;br /&gt;U tgk mata i nih&lt;br /&gt;Dh naek lebam dah!&lt;br /&gt;Haihhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls la sayang&lt;br /&gt;Tolong la i kali nih&lt;br /&gt;Datang kat i eh?&lt;br /&gt;Malam nih pls&lt;br /&gt;Pls pls pls&lt;br /&gt;I dah tak larat dah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang kata penantian satu seksaan&lt;br /&gt;Mmg skarang nih i dah terseksa&lt;br /&gt;Jgn la seksa i lagi sayang&lt;br /&gt;Pls eh?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ke u nak i pegi tido skarang&lt;br /&gt;N tinggalkan u sorang?&lt;br /&gt;Baru u tau!!!&lt;br /&gt;Asyik i je kena pikir pasal u&lt;br /&gt;Biar u pulak yg rasa&lt;br /&gt;Huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp tp tp&lt;br /&gt;U mana ada hati perutkan?&lt;br /&gt;U kan zalim&lt;br /&gt;U kan jahat&lt;br /&gt;U kan suka tgk i susah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok im sorry ok&lt;br /&gt;I tak cakap buruk2 pasal u lagi&lt;br /&gt;Marilah sayang&lt;br /&gt;Datang kat i ok?&lt;br /&gt;Marila laa&lt;br /&gt;Ala bucuk bucuk&lt;br /&gt;Come to papa meh &lt;br /&gt;Alalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tunggu tau ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaa jgn nak merepek!&lt;br /&gt;Orang kata, kalo kita nak sesuatu dtg kat kita, kita kena panggil dia dgn gelaran yg baek. Pastuh kena layan dgn baek. So in this case, im calling my 'creative idea' to come to me and help me to solve my design concept. Jgn nk pikir bukan2! Nakal nih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...marilah sayang....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8104465167736677723?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8104465167736677723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8104465167736677723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8104465167736677723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8104465167736677723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/sayang.html' title='Sayang'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3793459016708677759</id><published>2011-05-18T15:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:09:04.551+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="640" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tcs6CU5CnZI/AAAAAAAABxA/wumNK2GCcoc/img_59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not a good thing to do&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished with the planning&lt;br /&gt;It just a matter to start researching&lt;br /&gt;And compiling them as a report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazyness will definitely killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any words of wisdom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3793459016708677759?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3793459016708677759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3793459016708677759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3793459016708677759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3793459016708677759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-minutes.html' title='Last minutes'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tcs6CU5CnZI/AAAAAAAABxA/wumNK2GCcoc/s72-c/img_59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-7007161694972585265</id><published>2011-05-18T07:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T07:11:23.055+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bismillah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdLkd_oRY6I/AAAAAAAAByA/eYv98jux2XA/img_73.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Morning morning morning&lt;br /&gt;My mom always told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" if u wanna wake early in the morning, remind it to yourself before going to sleep. Then read your prayers. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it always work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a breathing exercise, and make sure the air circulation inside my room is working. This is to make sure that I will get enough fresh oxygen while I am asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open the window. Just enough for the oxygen to circulate inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too cold outside. Plus, I am afraid of theif. It is dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Turn on the fan! This is just to make sure that there is the existence of air movement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing exercise. Do very deep breathing exercise for few times. Make sure that u could feel the 'cold'* oxygen pass through your nose. Then imagine it goes to your brain and circulate into the whole body through your blood movement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget to set your alarm just in case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats the result?&lt;br /&gt;1. I woke up at 6am. &lt;br /&gt;2. I felt fresh eventhough I slept at 2.30am. &lt;br /&gt;3. I dont have heavy dream. (dreaming shows that your brain is working. Thus, if u r dreaming something 'heavy', it makes your brain tired hence leading to a very tiring day when u wake up later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets work towards a better n healthy lifestyle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-7007161694972585265?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/7007161694972585265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=7007161694972585265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7007161694972585265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7007161694972585265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/bismillah.html' title='Bismillah...'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdLkd_oRY6I/AAAAAAAAByA/eYv98jux2XA/s72-c/img_73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-6909291884054488026</id><published>2011-05-18T07:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:59:23.958+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="640" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TctgaZYRiRI/AAAAAAAABxI/55VXUkI2yJU/img_61.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own story to tell&lt;br /&gt;Whats yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone by myself&lt;br /&gt;I know it is hard&lt;br /&gt;But it is fun&lt;br /&gt;It is not a problem&lt;br /&gt;It is a challenge&lt;br /&gt;I take challenge&lt;br /&gt;I do challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in the end&lt;br /&gt;I'll manage to finish&lt;br /&gt;Of what i've started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-6909291884054488026?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/6909291884054488026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=6909291884054488026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6909291884054488026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6909291884054488026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TctgaZYRiRI/AAAAAAAABxI/55VXUkI2yJU/s72-c/img_61.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-6613913339121748289</id><published>2011-05-18T02:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:02:45.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="640" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TcvblTc4uRI/AAAAAAAABxQ/YanE87-EisY/img_63.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This internet thingy really has turned me off. I need something to recharge back all my creative energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am. With new thing to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blind Spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our own spot. We dont realize it. Thats why, we need someone to guide us, to help and tell us, about things that we dont manage to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either a total blind or half clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both circumstances, if we keep going without proper direction, we would end up somewhere far away from where we suppose to land. Scary it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats life. And since we are all human being and 'protecting our ego' is always 1st in the list, it is somehow has become part of our life. That is why, it is not something 'unfamiliar' for us. It is what we do, it is our life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I know it is hard to tame our ego but that is not something impossible to be done. Take your time. Human needs time to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any quick way to get away from this type of life?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Teach yourself to say good things of others and dont always jump to the conclusion. Forgiveness is always the best policy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-6613913339121748289?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/6613913339121748289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=6613913339121748289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6613913339121748289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6613913339121748289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/blind-spot.html' title='Blind spot'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TcvblTc4uRI/AAAAAAAABxQ/YanE87-EisY/s72-c/img_63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-161807136653905113</id><published>2011-05-18T02:08:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T02:08:20.452+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdKdcBFbNKI/AAAAAAAABx8/TSBOrJkXaYA/img_72.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aku: Hey Jimmy, so when u r doing ur work, u really concentrate on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy: Yea coz if not, it is not really efficient. It would take longer time to finish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: (terdiam kejap! Sebijik kena batang hidung) hmm yea. (serious shit aku tatau nk cakap apa) anyway, ive got to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy: o really? Ok then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: yea, see u tomorrow nite. R u gonna come here tomorrow nite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy: yea yea. I need to finish my site model. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: i see u tomorrow then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my normal problem. Im not gonna do it tomorrow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-161807136653905113?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/161807136653905113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=161807136653905113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/161807136653905113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/161807136653905113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/jimmy.html' title='Jimmy'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdKdcBFbNKI/AAAAAAAABx8/TSBOrJkXaYA/s72-c/img_72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-6552832276320419566</id><published>2011-05-17T22:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:07:13.592+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="640" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tcv3SrqorVI/AAAAAAAABxU/QBlJ6h8vGsQ/img_64.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;It feels different tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough rest + just-enough-food + milk coffee&lt;br /&gt;It gives more energy and the ability to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus no internet connection to my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Which turns out to be very benificial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how thing you dont like, is the best thing for you.&lt;br /&gt;Allah knows the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-6552832276320419566?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/6552832276320419566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=6552832276320419566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6552832276320419566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6552832276320419566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/inhuman.html' title='Inhuman'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tcv3SrqorVI/AAAAAAAABxU/QBlJ6h8vGsQ/s72-c/img_64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-1175220559060651300</id><published>2011-05-17T22:03:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:45:20.964+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width="640" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TctPvUgabAI/AAAAAAAABxE/iLX-PpZMDNc/img_60.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone could be an artist&lt;br /&gt;U dont need to learn to draw&lt;br /&gt;U dont have to be very talented&lt;br /&gt;U dont have to be someone artistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All u need now is technology&lt;br /&gt;And a bit of creative vibes&lt;br /&gt;Then u r good to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is everywhere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-1175220559060651300?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TctPvUgabAI/AAAAAAAABxE/iLX-PpZMDNc/s72-c/img_60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5978807901041644833</id><published>2011-05-17T14:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:10:27.115+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mereka</title><content type='html'>Aku : Mak tanya ayah, dia nak baju size apa? Harituh abg nmpak Polo tgh buat sale. Baju cantik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Bang, ni ha Napi nak cakap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah: Kirim salam je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Dia nak tanya baju nak size apa la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah: xxl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: Ok nnt abg carik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Bang, nnt balik belikan mak handbag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: berkata dalam hati ( wahhh mak! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Belikan bag yg tiga aud10. Yang kecik2 tuh. Bag yg mak beli dulu tuh dah koyak. Sayang. Kak Lang dgn nenek punya cantik lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: berkata dalam hati lagi ( huh? Bag 'australia' tuh ke?) Alaa mak takpe. Nanti abg carikkan Nine West. ( ye la, ayah Polo, mak Nine West lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Ala tak payah. Mak nak bag tuh je. Beli byk2 pon takpe. Nanti bole buat tukar2. Kali nih mak nak simpan semua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: ( mmg tatau nak cakap apa. Aku diam je terpinga2) Ok la mak. Nanti abg carikkan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak dgn ayah are so sweet :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5978807901041644833?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5978807901041644833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5978807901041644833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5978807901041644833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5978807901041644833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/mereka.html' title='Mereka'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3117850588708737433</id><published>2011-05-17T00:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:56:57.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Anyway, here goes the continuation from the previous post. While i'm taking  a break from my assgmnt, let me share something that probably could help us in seeing thing more clearly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why is it love is more important than money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I proceed, let me reiterate back, I'm not saying money is not important. It is! Especially when we start talking about our current situation. No money, we wont get anything. We cannot have  an iphone, we cannot own an ipad and we cannot buy a macbook. No nothing ilekkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that we could do just look, and keep dreaming of having one of them. So, MONEY is very important. But then, let me share with you guys from what I learnt during my last summer break...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since that was the only time I am gonna be back at my beloved Malaysia, I have decided to look for Malay books. I dont care, as long as the book is in Malay, I want to have it, and make it as my bestfriend while I am at home. I had enough of English books while I'm in Sydney, so it would be very cool to have reading materials in our mother tounge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought many books from Popular Book Store. Many until I could not remember the title of the books. But one book that I found very interesting and really beneficial was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" &lt;a href="http://genta-rasa.com/2010/06/22/buku-mukmin-profesional/"&gt;MUKMIN PROFESSIONAL&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;celik mata hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read it from cover to cover and to my surprise, I didnt bored me at all. In fact, from chapter to chapter, it was very fast and when it came to the end, I felt like I was losing a bestfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so how does it actually has a relationship between money and love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us go back to the history of Rasulullah SAW close friends;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saidina Abu Bakar Al Khattab credit to &lt;a href="http://076115islam.blogspot.com/2009/04/abu-bakar-al-siddiq.html"&gt;Islam Sebagai Al-Din&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Saidina Abu Bakar memang terkenal dengan sifat pemurahnya. Beliau sanggup memderma keseluruhan hartanya demi menegakkan agama Allah. Sebelum memeluk Islam beliau memang dikenali sebagai seorang bangsawan yang kaya lagi dihormati oleh masyarakatnya. Tetapi setelah memeluk Islam, beliau merupakan tokoh Islam yang utama sekali yang telah mengorbankan seluruh harta bendanya bagi kepentingan agama Islam. Di kalangan para sahabat dia tergolong orang yang paling murah hati dan dermawan sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam menyambut datangnya agama Islam, beliau menyumbangkan wang tunai 40, 000 dirham kerana memperjuangkan agama Allah dengan penuh rasa ikhlas dan kerelaan. Bantuan kewangan Abu Bakar itu dicurahkan dengan berbagai cara. Yang pertama adalah untuk membeli hamba abdi sahaya yang telahg memeluk Islam dan selalu diseksa oleh tuannya. Jumlah abdi yang telah dibeli oleh beliau adalah tujuh orang. Antaranya ialah Bilal bin Rabbah dan Amir bin Fahirah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saidina Umar Al-Khattab credit to &lt;a href="http://alexwathern.blogspot.com/2007/03/tazkirah-global-untuk-remaja-sifat.html"&gt;Bersama Alexanderwathern 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Saidina Umar cuba nak lawan Saidina Abu Bakar dari segi korban harta. Pernah satu ketika umat Islam perlukan harta untuk peperangan. Maka Saidina Umar bawa separuh daripada hartanya untuk didermakan. Dia beranggapan dapat mengalahkan Saidina Abu Bakar, tetapi Abu Bakar rupanya mengeluarkan seluruh hartanya. Begitulah pengorbanan para sahabat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That were only two stories from the close friends of Rasullullah. There are more of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I learnt from them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do need money. Money would help to generate the economy and keeps everything running as normal. We need money to survive. We need money to study. And we need money for food. That is why, during the early Islamic era, the existence of those 'rich people' were very important. They were the one who give away all their money and wealth to ensure that the dakwah could be continued. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, they give it away for all of them with the hope that one day, Islam would be just like what it is today. Very well-known and the number of muslims could increased from what it was in the beginning. Alhamdulillah, their good deeds really had generated more good deeds and Islam is one of the major religions in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from there, what I could see is they were willing to sacrifice their 'money' for the sake of Islam, which is their 'Love'! Because of 'Love', 'money' lost its value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since the day I realized about the existence 'love over money', i try to put it into implementation. Alhamdulillah, it feels really good. Money is no more the cause of my stress. I am free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few additional infos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Rezeki di tangan Allah. Kita usaha, kita dapat. Kita share, kita dapat lagi banyak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Amalkan surah al-waqiah setiap hari. InsyaAllah murah rezeki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Rajin kan bersedekah. Alhamdulillah, rezeki bertambah2. Im not kidding! It's already proven to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3117850588708737433?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3117850588708737433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3117850588708737433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3117850588708737433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3117850588708737433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3822672505855591767</id><published>2011-05-16T07:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T07:14:25.225+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdBCLUGRlHI/AAAAAAAABx4/np4NbGuEL0I/img_71.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;When i was a child, my dad always told me that money is very precious. It is something hard to get but if we work harder, we'll get more of them. Very inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I dont have money and i want them for my junk food, i always followed my dad wherever he went with the hope, he could give me money. It worked, but not all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about him, my dad could see monetary values on anything. He collected old boxes, aluminium cans, newspapers, plastic bottles, broken glass, etc. and sell them for money. Eventhough for some people it is not worth since the price for each kg is very cheap, he dont care about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him, who would give u money? Other people? Or those rubbish? I know, no one gonna give us money just like that. But we could actually gain money from all those rubbish. Very impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i had been trained with that kind of mentality since i was a kid, it grows bigger as i am older. I always work to gain more money everyday. I dont care what am i doing, as long as it is halal and i am able to do it, i'll definitely go for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" whos gonna give u money if not yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that particular time, money is very superior. I had to planned everything since that precious was not something easy to get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things started to change during my trip to Indonesia (Jakarta, Bandung) early of this year. I saw many unlucky people as compared to myself. All they do were for money. Everything is money for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one day, when I looked outside from the balcony of my hotel, I saw a very old house just next to the hotel. There were a family living in them. The condition was like old those 'setinggan' house in Malaysia evenghough it is in the middle of Jakarta metropolitan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my friend, why didnt the people inside the house looking at us and admiring us at the same time? Dont they be jealous of seeing us living in such a great hotel? If i were them, i would stare at anyone coming to this hotel, and would make sure i would get the same treatment in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, when i started to think back about it, it triggered something. After all, it is not just money that we are chasing for. It is more than that. It is love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE? How does it relevant to myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk more about it in the next post. Stay tune. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3822672505855591767?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3822672505855591767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3822672505855591767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3822672505855591767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3822672505855591767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/money.html' title='Money'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TdBCLUGRlHI/AAAAAAAABx4/np4NbGuEL0I/s72-c/img_71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-4022936494092773059</id><published>2011-05-15T15:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T15:15:06.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Third experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc9hVlqmdZI/AAAAAAAABx0/DD5jNgdVQmc/img_70.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is what i do while take 5. My originak plan was to go for squash but after having a 2nd thought, it is better to forget it for a while, n concentrate with my assgmnts. However, thats not always the case! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i was too bored reading all the research materials, i came out with the idea of continuing to explore on which is the best hair style to suit myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i did today was to not using my hair spray. I blow dry my hair, and leaved it just like that. I want it to look more natural rather than very stiff due to the usage of chemicals. After all, chemicals would only damaging your hair! Not good not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why do I suddenly becoming a very self-concious-metrosexual guy? Changing in orientation-interest? LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOOOOOOO" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its basically because ive got nothing more interesting to do. My current life is boring. Uni, work, squash, uni, work. No life. So, in order to make it meaningful, i would rather exploring something different to let go all the stress and at the same time, self-beneficial! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-beneficial? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. When i finish study, i would get myself involve with the professional arena. It is very competitive and in order to win, u have to be the best. As for my preparation, i should start with my self-grooming so those professional out there would have their trust on me. In a way, it is one of the attractions thats gonna make them remember me more during the interview. I am very sure that everyone gonna have the degrees and al the academic qualifications, but what makes them different from the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i would love to join the 'creative arena', self-grooming is very important. That is one of the things that helping u to boost up the self-confident and an attraction for others to choose you. Hey you are selling idea and yourself mirroing what you selling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, i think by making yourself feeling good, you would have a bright day. So what else to wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress up people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-4022936494092773059?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/4022936494092773059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=4022936494092773059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4022936494092773059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/4022936494092773059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/third-experiment.html' title='Third experiment'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc9hVlqmdZI/AAAAAAAABx0/DD5jNgdVQmc/s72-c/img_70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-6986126216214565223</id><published>2011-05-15T13:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:10:48.932+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Acknowledgement</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc9ENIT-h3I/AAAAAAAABxw/nA-8HsVTCFo/img_69.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Remember the tom yam i told u guys before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ayam masak merah which i just had as my lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both really good food! N definitely explains by the photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i call 'be friend with a good cook'! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks fatin :) &lt;br /&gt;Confirm senang hati sapa jadik laki ko nnt! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-6986126216214565223?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/6986126216214565223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=6986126216214565223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6986126216214565223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/6986126216214565223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/acknowledgement.html' title='Acknowledgement'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc9ENIT-h3I/AAAAAAAABxw/nA-8HsVTCFo/s72-c/img_69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-3325842717319278342</id><published>2011-05-15T13:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:00:22.034+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc9BwqaRfLI/AAAAAAAABxs/Sr0eEP3VW8M/img_68.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who said u cant enjoy urself while leaving far far away from your mother? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what I do:&lt;br /&gt;1. Work at malaysian restaurant/ cafe&lt;br /&gt;2. Be in a group who loves food&lt;br /&gt;3. Make friends with good cooks&lt;br /&gt;4. Be nice with them all. ( as in help them and make them feels good when u are around. After all u r aftering their food! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn to cook! ( its really a tidous job. But luckily we have internet. Google the recipe, n follow the instructions. But theres another way which is more efficient....)&lt;br /&gt;6. BRAHIMs! Yeah. 10mins and u could have your ayam masak lemak cili api! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blessed. Alhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: the lunch was mee goreng indomie with ayam masak merah (cooked with love LOL!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-3325842717319278342?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/3325842717319278342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=3325842717319278342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3325842717319278342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/3325842717319278342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/lunch.html' title='The lunch'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc9BwqaRfLI/AAAAAAAABxs/Sr0eEP3VW8M/s72-c/img_68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-487425038646505562</id><published>2011-05-15T10:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:50:28.624+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc8jUbHdk-I/AAAAAAAABxo/SpTzx7Tks6s/img_66.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was quiet pissed with my bew hair cut. I want my personal hairdresser in Johor! He just knew any style that suits myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, friday n saturday were the days im experimenting my new hair cut. Before this I did not care much with my hair style. Im a very simple person. No gel no comb. Taraaa there were me joining other kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason i put up the image above just to show my own experiments on my hair. The one on the right was done on last Friday and the one om the middle was yesterday. All of them were just for fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would try different one everyday until I find the one that suits me the best. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-487425038646505562?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/487425038646505562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=487425038646505562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/487425038646505562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/487425038646505562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/looking.html' title='Looking'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc8jUbHdk-I/AAAAAAAABxo/SpTzx7Tks6s/s72-c/img_66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5684829315054281910</id><published>2011-05-14T13:35:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:48:01.030+10:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection</title><content type='html'>who said doing your laundry is boring? you would not get anything besides 'doing your laundry'? &lt;div&gt;who who who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe that is not always the case. it is all up to on how are we gonna utilize our time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for me, i always come out something that could be beneficial for me. for example, i am planning to have my shower but the bathroom is occupied. i am not gonna yell to the person inside for my own sake ( excuses in the case of emergency i.e. tahi dah kat ujung dah ). what i usually do, while waiting for the person to have his sweet time ( i always having my own sweet time there. hey dont get me WRONG! ) i would go straight to the kitchen and prepare breakfast for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another case is when i plan to go out with my friend and it turns out that friend of mine is still getting himself/ herself ready. i am not gonna leave him/ her and go straight according to my original plan. no, thats gonna kill the excitement. so, what i usually do is to bring a book ( a novel, any reading materials ) so that while waiting, i still could do something beneficial for myself. i dont want to lose anything, instead i prefer i gain more. the target here is to GAIN MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how about complaining? when we dont get anything just like what we expected earlier, we complain. ok this case is very subjective. there is time when you can and there is time that you could just ignore the feeling. and always remember, complaining is very personal, no one could say no to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for myself, i prefer not to complain. i think it is because of my-lways-positive-vibes that makes me see everything in the positive ways. i always come out with good positive reasons which wont make me to complain. it is good in a way, but this type of personality will always make myself being taken for granted. people always think that i am a person who is very flexible and dont mind of getting anything. but i guess they have forgotten, no one loves to be taken for granted. we love to be appreciated eventhough we always act like we dont by telling "it is ok".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i am really used to that kind of situation, and having nature of life of 'never complaint', i come out with another option on how to make myself feels good with the people around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I CHOOSE MY FRIENDS!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea. i am very choosy when it comes about friends. because i know i am definitely gonna become an awesome friend no matter who my friend is. it would then left with their part, whether to do the same or the opposite. but since i am still a human, and human always wants good thing for themselves, i obviously expecting to get the same as like what i give. unfortunately, not everyone is "practising" the same concept of friendship. so, i usually ended up having my heart crushed but i never complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, that is not the case. i learnt through my experiences. many things happened that makes me stronger and keep me going. and within my 24 years of living, yes, i found few people that could be my buddies. i share everything with them because i have no skeptical thinking about them and their assuredness of being my friend had been successfully tested. thank you for always being there ;)&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, so what i could say here is, dont limit your option people. always has a backup. always think of something that had a win-win situation. be creative! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5684829315054281910?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5684829315054281910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5684829315054281910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5684829315054281910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5684829315054281910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/reflection_14.html' title='reflection'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8907638498437993615</id><published>2011-05-14T09:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T09:55:26.665+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc3E6Kprj6I/AAAAAAAABxk/0znF6UYpUkk/img_67.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it. Love it to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Autumn time in here. Or orang melayu kata musim luruh. Daun semua nak gugur. Tp sebelum tu, color dia jadik merah, kuning, oren, coklat etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best masa musim nih. Semua cantik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp this year the weather is getting weird. It feels like winter! The temp went down to 9degrees one of the days! Thats winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, whats the problem of having Autumn which behaving like Winter? After all they both are my favourite :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural beauty! Subhanallah&lt;br /&gt;PermaLink	Posted in: Uncategorized&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8907638498437993615?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8907638498437993615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8907638498437993615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8907638498437993615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8907638498437993615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/autumn_14.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc3E6Kprj6I/AAAAAAAABxk/0znF6UYpUkk/s72-c/img_67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-8977551914755648206</id><published>2011-05-14T09:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T09:32:54.539+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Surry hills mosque</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc2_owC1eZI/AAAAAAAABxg/h6d0yMHc-gY/img_65.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Found it after finishing my weekly design meeting with Tim Greer. Had the discussion at his office Tonkin Zulaikha Greer (TZG), Surry Hills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a very productive discussion. N Tim is definitely a good tutor. I clearly see my mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CLEAR ARCHITECTURAL CONCEPT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My frequent problem in design is always by having non-architectural concept. It is hard to run away from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think about many concepts.Then ask yourself whether it is architectural or not. Of yes, u may proceed, if not, dump it. Get a new one! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very provocative statement that helps clearing up most of my problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, whats up with the surry hills mosque?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there for my maghrib prayers. I just knew about its existence last monday while gogle-ing the nearest place from TZG office for friday prayers. The discussion starts at 1pm. And same goes to the friday prayers. Somehow, there's a clash there so i should come out with immediate solution so wont miss out any of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Tim is it possible for me to come at 2pm starting next week due to friday prayers. He said ok. Thats cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, if you want something, just ask. Dont keep your words coz no one gonna hear it. Let it out. The worst could happen is just a 'No'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we live in a democratic world which is protecting human-equality among us. Dont be afraid! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-8977551914755648206?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/8977551914755648206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=8977551914755648206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8977551914755648206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/8977551914755648206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/surry-hills-mosque.html' title='Surry hills mosque'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/Tc2_owC1eZI/AAAAAAAABxg/h6d0yMHc-gY/s72-c/img_65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-5122837988692620265</id><published>2011-05-12T22:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T06:41:39.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Tank</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TcvTR9YZSfI/AAAAAAAABxM/ljxhPK5vbjg/img_62.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amma appaa!!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie uncleeee!!&lt;br /&gt;Ayayayaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive presentation tomorrow n this thing happen while im in the middle of compiling all my researches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive few options:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to uni str8 away. Make sure to prepare the coffee + thick winter jacket. Red centre is definitely not the best place to comfort myself during winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish up everything that I could do at the moment. The layouts and all. Then quickly go to uni after subuh which is at 5am. Hmmm. The journey from my hse to uni must be awesome eventhough it is just 15mins away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Turn my phone hot spot ON! Yea this seems solving my problem. But only gonna do it after I finish all the layouts. And it is strictly for research purposes. If not, im definitely gonna go broke by tomorrow morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Well well well. Just skip the class. After all, the dateline is next week. This week is just to show the individual progress. Hmm hmmm ( keluar tanduk dah! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, i better start working. Which means the last option could be eliminated. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-5122837988692620265?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/5122837988692620265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=5122837988692620265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5122837988692620265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/5122837988692620265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/think-tank_12.html' title='Think Tank'/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TcvTR9YZSfI/AAAAAAAABxM/ljxhPK5vbjg/s72-c/img_62.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211504118841004025.post-7031032501807974257</id><published>2011-05-12T01:51:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T01:51:46.082+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TcqwjpwKq5I/AAAAAAAABw8/tkjJbFtIBkE/img_58.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;If feels really hard to concentrate. &lt;br /&gt;It is 9degrees outside.&lt;br /&gt;All I want at the moment is to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i'll get that after I finish planning for tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep early, wake up early. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211504118841004025-7031032501807974257?l=thepretender09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/feeds/7031032501807974257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6211504118841004025&amp;postID=7031032501807974257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7031032501807974257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6211504118841004025/posts/default/7031032501807974257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretender09.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-feels-really-hard-to-concentrate.html' title=''/><author><name>thepretender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04505087338930866107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/SCZO5Ek9W_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R4RHwph_DwQ/S220/hanafi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gJ2i3jB8fiw/TcqwjpwKq5I/AAAAAAAABw8/tkjJbFtIBkE/s72-c/img_58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
