<?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-7711907644865679720</id><updated>2011-08-28T03:57:34.277-07:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Exam'/><category term='Egypt'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='school'/><category term='buzy'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Ramadan'/><title type='text'>Its a Small Small World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-742895430454850276</id><published>2011-08-27T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T16:26:50.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 2 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lot of things had happen since my last post. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A LOT! &lt;/span&gt;So many things going on, until I was totally forgot about my tiny little world here...(urm, maybe plus a bit of laziness! haha!!) . It's quite funny and I think it's a bit ridiculous when I read all my old posts back... Now, I'm more matured, and I will write accordingly (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;am I??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) well, as you can see, my previous entries was about my life during my final year in high school. Now, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM A PROUD FIRST YEAR MEDICAL STUDENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I cannot believe this, THIS IS actually coming true...wow! time flies sooooo fast... starting from tomorrow, I will try to write all that actually happened for the past 2 years...of course I'm not going to actually write it all, but just the unforgettable, importants ones... and I'm also be writing my journey here as a medical student...It's kinda my little journal which one day when I look back I can remember my struggle years to become a doctor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Salam sayang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ayesha ariffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-742895430454850276?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/742895430454850276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=742895430454850276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/742895430454850276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/742895430454850276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-2-years.html' title='It&apos;s been 2 years!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-3971949290728974310</id><published>2009-01-30T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:11:12.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lubna's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297466890175417010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRiEcZMirI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/b77ieCqVA6Y/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Birthday Girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First: Birthday at school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lubna is one of my best friend in the school and she's in Year 10. She comes from Malawi. Officially, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;she turned 15th last Tuesday, the 23rd of January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That morning, during break time in school, we ( Henna, Luciana, Asena, Anna, Sweta, and Me! ) held a small surprised birthday party for her on the roof~ Henna got her this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delicious chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cake that her mom made. Besides that, all of us also bought her a necklace, a pair of earrings, and a key chain with her name on it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She was shocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thank goodness she likes the things! I was really afraid that she might not like it as I was the one who bought it. She then gave each one of us a hugged. She expressed her gratitude to everyone. She cut the cake and made her wish. We then enjoyed our self the rest of the break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Second: Birthday at TGI Friday's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297474127248053266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRopslxVBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/s-q9A3lpKE8/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+229.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Last night, I went to Lubna's Birthday Party at TGI Friday's. I went together with Luciana, Sweta and Henna as they didn't have any rides to go with. Besides, they houses just near to my house, so I don't see why not! We actually arrived at the party an hour and 20 minutes late as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we stucked in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;SANDWICH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We supposed to be arriving at the venue at 6 p.m. However, as I got my piono lesson right after school, and I arrived home quite late ( 5.45 p.m, because my driver had to pick my father first ) I called Lubna at 5.30 p.m to tell her that I'll probably be arriving around 6.15 p.m to 6.30 p.m, as I had to have sometime to change and pray first. Unfortunately, I left my house AT 6.20 p.m and I had to wait for Sweta first at Luciana's house. Then, we had to pick Henna on the way. We stucked at least in three traffics. Needless to say, it was Thursday night and many people were going out ( not to mention people were going home from work too! ) to have fun and dinner~ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no point of blaming them though. I had headache in the car as I was really hungry at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, we still arrived safely there. When I got to the tables ( where everyone else were sitting and eating appetizers ) they just about to get ready to order the food. I took my place beside Henna. Then, came Lubna's little sister, Raheela and Henna and I chatted with her. A few minutes later, the food came. For me, I had Mushroom cheese burger and Chocolate Milk Shake. Emmm... Nyam..Nyam! After we had finish our food, we ( Oh, but not me!!! ) especially Omneya, Lora, Ezz, Montaz and those guys were dancing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Not on the floor but on the chairs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Most of the people who were eating there, just gave a stared at them. You know what? Ziyaad came to us and said that Lubna's mother told him that she can teach them how to dance. Hahaha, she just insulting ( not really, it was just a joke ) those guys! They just danced for about 15 minutes because Lubna's cake came. The TGI Friday's crew sang this song ( I didn't really know what song it was, but I'm pretty sure its something to do with birthday... ) while one of them had the delicious-looking cake on his hand. He then put the cake on table, and we sang Happy Birthday to Lubna ( Not to forget, in arabic too !!! Sanah Helwa ya ghani..... ). She cut the cake and made her wish ( again! ). The waiter then helped her to distribute the cake to everyone of us. Later on, we were just eating and talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297481035987540338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRu71pn2XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6vlGkkJy9pE/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were eating our food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Through all the time of the party, we just kept snapping pictures ( Me too~ I love to take pictures and sometime in my hand phone there was up to 3,000 pictures! ). By the way, on the same night, there were four birthday party at the same place. Two upstairs and two downstairs. TGI was crazy! There was so many people and the music was very loud! On top of that, we were sitting beside the speaker! My ears were really hurt! I wonder how on earth those guys could survive with that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;such loud noise~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ). We said goodbye to each other and headed back home. To be honest, I was really enjoying myself last night. Last but not least, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Happy Birthday again to Lubna. May Allah cherish up her life with Barakah and Rahmah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Here is some pictures of us at the party ( Sorry, the pictures are not that clear because they kept moving )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297373547769962946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYQNLM1hIcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/De0GyU2hVFE/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From left: Raheela was sitting on her sister Lubna; Anna, Sweta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297376760366638690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYQQGMsQJmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PRETJCmcDMY/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And again: Raheela, Lubna and Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297377981409156754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYQRNRbeXpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/X-xhSj-eq1c/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Year 10 boys at the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297378702866606178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYQR3REVaGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1MMf8orxlqw/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+214.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297385434456404242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYQX_GMaMRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sbt2e5KkTDA/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Henna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297386509075674946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYQY9pdm90I/AAAAAAAAAJw/ysWy2iurwkw/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, Lubna and me~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297468265835021746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRjUhIARbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QCS5yFLnu7M/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Lubna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297477222131573138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRrd17gIZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tc9Potrt8DE/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+230.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lubna's Birthday cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297482864790191762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRwmSeJvpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/SE_lWMDFXL8/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were singing 'Happy Birthday' to Lubna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297478084148169874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRsQBMRjJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Zmd0ozr0-bQ/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lubna is cutting her cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297478737294295666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRs2CWcgnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3f8HFAKNzA0/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+245.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Luciana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297479829521202546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRt1nNofXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/y8Pa_Nik134/s320/Ayeaha+Egypt+252.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Henna ( Again! ) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-3971949290728974310?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/3971949290728974310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=3971949290728974310' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/3971949290728974310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/3971949290728974310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/lubnas-birthday-party.html' title='Lubna&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SYRiEcZMirI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/b77ieCqVA6Y/s72-c/Ayeaha+Egypt+242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-6997580521473396907</id><published>2009-01-28T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:45:00.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PE is fun!</title><content type='html'>This morning, we have our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PE lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as usual. For this week onwards ( only until the end of this half term which is on 18th of February ), all of us will be doing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;athletics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. For your information, we were doing football last week ( last term ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never imagine that I will be saying this,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; "PE IS FUN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know, that is weird to hear someone like me would be saying like that. I mean its not that I hated PE before, its just my knees always ended up really hurt~ It is because I have some joint problems on my left knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as for today, we went to the sporting club, ( as usual, our school don't have big fields for sports activities, we only have a hard court and a small gym, so for every PE lesson we will be going there ) of course by bus. As soon as we arrived there, we all gathered at the track. Then, Mr Shuttleworth talked to us about what we will be doing for this PE and the plan about doing dancing instead of swimming for girls and etc. Later on, he directed the boys to go to the other side of the track and wait for him, and as for girls, we all stayed where we were. Next, Mr Yeates divided us, the girls to two group. Since I was in group one, so my group started the lesson by doing long jump. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;LONG JUMP???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Its my favourite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love long jump~ And that is one of the reason I find PE today was so fun. Besides, its the only thing in sports that I good at ( Oh, I almost forgot~ I like 100 metres sprint too! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we spend approximately 20 minutes in long jump, Mr Yeates hand over my group to Mr Islam where he was waiting for our next event. While we were doing long jump, the other group were doing shot put. And now, as we both groups were swapping over the events, now is my group's turned to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;shot put&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and as for the other girls' group they'll be doing long jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Mr Shuttleworth where he was waiting for us at the end of the track where the boys did their fitness activities there. There, both of the girls' groups reunited. We then been asked by him to pick and choose a partner. He then gave a simple brief about what we were about to do next. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there was a lot of activities to be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;jumping, running, throwing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and so much more. All of us the girls had so much fun! All the activities need to be done in only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;30 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and there was 6 activities. I know it was not that bad, but as what Mr Shuttleworth told us before that the aim of these activities are to put all the energy and concentration you have as much as you can. So, for example, we have to run 2o metres track and go back again by jogging, and try to do this several times in just 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Whoah! I must say, after I finished all the courses, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was pretty exhausted~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to school after that. We changed our clothes and went for break. We continued our lessons as usual. That was pretty much all the things that happened today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-6997580521473396907?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/6997580521473396907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=6997580521473396907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6997580521473396907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6997580521473396907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/pe-is-fun.html' title='PE is fun!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-4416708286184813495</id><published>2009-01-27T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:25:06.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of my life&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my father &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went to Cairo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to attend a meeting and do some works over there. Since my mom is now in Malaysia, and there is no adult apart from my father himself, he came back from Cairo the same day ( he just came back about 2 hours ago ). Papa cooked Chicken curry last night for our lunch today as Uncle Hisham cannot take the food from Ustazah Aini because he had to send my father. He put the curry on the stove so that after I had came back from school, I can just lit on the fire and heat it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had our delicious lunch, Rifqa switched on the computer and realised that my mom was online. We YMed with her. I saw her via the web cam that she was on the bed and ready to go to sleep. It was nearly 11 p.m in Malaysia that time. She told me that she is now in a diet and has lost 5 kilos already. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My mom is pretty amazing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She is now 66 kilos and determined to loss until at least 60 kilos. She then said that she try to achieve that target by the time she will be flying back to Egypt to visit us here. I bet that my mom will be&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; look so gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and not to mention &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;THIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then told her that papa went to Cairo and will be back in 3 hours ( that time ). She answered me back by saying that she knew it already this morning when she was SMSed with my papa. She then said, "That's why I YM with you guys. Just to make sure there is adult presence although only through YM,". Later on, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I said good night to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She has to go to work tomorrow and it was late for her already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I performed my pray and straight away do my homework. I got&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Biology and English Language homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. However, I only did Biology as it took me almost 2 hours to finish it. And as for English, I will do it tomorrow during my one hour of study period ( thank goodness I have study period ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-4416708286184813495?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/4416708286184813495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=4416708286184813495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4416708286184813495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4416708286184813495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-my-father-went-to-cairo-to-attend.html' title='Story of my life&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-253360748268901454</id><published>2009-01-26T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:13:17.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SX3k8P60iyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Vefdd8nda6g/s1600-h/Birthday+cake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295640460574100258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SX3k8P60iyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Vefdd8nda6g/s320/Birthday+cake.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Here is a cake from me to you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guys! Here I just would like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to wish a very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to all my friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who celebrates their birthdays in January. Last but not least, to all the readers who coincidentally drop by and so kind to read my blog and if seems to be your birthday,&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday from me to you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I hope all of you who who were born in January have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;wonderful years&lt;/span&gt; ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nurul Jannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( My younger sister )... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;13th&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shakira Alnur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( My youngest sister )... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;15th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tok Halimah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( My Grandma )... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Siti Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( My beloved cousin )... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;19th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Kak Fazat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;23rd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ms.Heba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( My piano teacher )... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Anis Asila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( My best friend )...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; 25th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lubna Tarmohamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;27th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;January &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Afiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;29th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-253360748268901454?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/253360748268901454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=253360748268901454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/253360748268901454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/253360748268901454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash~'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SX3k8P60iyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Vefdd8nda6g/s72-c/Birthday+cake.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-9075436219150718905</id><published>2009-01-11T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:00:02.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my exams was finally, officially finished. The one week of&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pure agony its now over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I had my Arabic continuous writing for the last paper. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its finished... Its finished... Owwoooooo... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hold on young lady~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The results will be coming out soon. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Uwww,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Owh, I feel scared. I scared that I will get bad marks. I can feel that I will get mostly C's for my results. Huh~ We'll see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I don't have anything to do tonight, I want to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;some rearrangment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my bedroom. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my room is erm... o.k... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but its not organised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; On top of that, since I had my exams, my books are stacking all over the place! Owh, you don't want to see that. I don't have time to put them back properly as I was too busy studying (because I didn't study during the christmas holiday which I supposed to! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to put my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;book shelfs near to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so I can reach the books easily while I'm studying ( all of this because I planned to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;systematic students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; special programme towards my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;IGCSE exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa... sounds &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;very ambitious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll better get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. I want it to be finished by 10 o'clock though, because I have to get up by 6 the next morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-9075436219150718905?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/9075436219150718905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=9075436219150718905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/9075436219150718905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/9075436219150718905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-over.html' title='Its over!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-508015475414433027</id><published>2009-01-10T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T07:53:25.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher education</title><content type='html'>Earlier today, after having a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;wonderful mee hoon goreng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chef Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I took an old Malaysian newspaper ( last year newspaper ) on the table. I decided to read it through. I felt too lazy to start my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;math revision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while my stomach still very full! Oh my dear... My tummy looks like a balloon after I had two plates of mee hoon just now. I was really hungry. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Huh? Who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hee...Hee...Hee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the newspaper was actually not the main news, its only the special /addition section which you always get when you buy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( one of Malaysian English newspaper). So, this section is called&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;StarSpecial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as the main title. For this edition &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;( Wednesday, 16 January 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the main topic is about education. I assumed the topic was chosen because it was the beginning of the year, so, its mainly the starting of the Malaysian academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continued my reading, I found out that there are so many private universities and colleges now in Malaysia. All of them advertised their schools as there were intakes for February. Huh! Not bad~ Our higher education now is moving forward to the same level as the international and other &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;well-known universities in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For example, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;LimKokwing, Taylor's, and SEGi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just to name a few. I read all the advertisements. Most of them have collaboration with international universities around the world mainly UK and Australia. They offered overseas degree and educations locally. They have this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;special programme called 3+0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So, Malaysian students now can have the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;privileged to obtain the best educations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in the world for just half the price paid by other overseas students (if they go privately). In addition, the students can also get two degrees at the same time! One from the foreign universities and one from the local universities. Most of the school bodies said that all of the students graduated from their universities / colleges are perfectly prepared for the world of employment.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cool! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I obtained a lot of informations about the higher educations just from reading the newspaper. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thank you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Star as you provided me with a lot of choices of universities / colleges to choose from. Now, I have a lot of thinking to do. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sigh~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I've never thought that one day I have to think of which universities should I choose. And that day came too fast. If before, I always look at my cousins who were preparing themselves to college. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This year I will turn 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I'm now in my last year of secondary school. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Next year, I will turn 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I will be in college already ( Or, it can be sooner than that ~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THIS JULY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ) I still remember clearly, in 2005, when I first turned 13, I asked something to my next-bed roommate. She was in Form 5 that year. I called her Kak Azwa ( the Form 5 student which I most closed to ). I asked her whether 5 years in asrama ( hostel ) was too long for her or not. She answered me by saying, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Huh, tak langsung! Kejap jer. Pejam celik, pejam celik, dah Form 5 dah. Hah, macam K.Azwa ni, nak SPM dah tahun ni, "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I then took her words and had a thinking about it for awhile. Actually, that time was my very first week staying in hostel. So, I still kinda had the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;culture shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But then, I learnt how to cope up with the new environment comfortably. I made many good friends in just two weeks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;( I missed them so much! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, K. Azwa was right! Its not long after all! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Time flies when you just about to enjoy it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I still couldn't believed that I'm now in my last year of high school. Huh~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The world is getting bigger for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Meaning that I will be facing a more challenging obstacles in future. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Oh, Ya Allah! Give me the strenght... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, after reading the newspaper, Imran called my mummy. I talked with her for awhile. She advised me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to focus in my study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as I will be sitting for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;IGCSE ( equivalent to SPM )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this May. She also asked me to perform &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Solat Istikharah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so in hoping I will be getting some sense (&lt;em&gt; petunjuk dari Allah&lt;/em&gt; ) of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;which path should I choose the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It is ironic as I was reading about the higher educations before, i.e universities and colleges, but then my mom told me to start thinking about it. Huh, my mom has the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sixth sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't continue my conversation with my mom because she has fever right now. As I been told, Shakira and Kak Fazat also sick, only Mak Cik Sunti is o.k~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Poor them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I hope they will get better soon. And Shakira can continue her schooling as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-508015475414433027?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/508015475414433027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=508015475414433027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/508015475414433027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/508015475414433027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/higher-education.html' title='Higher education'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-5129361390131862170</id><published>2009-01-09T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:46:29.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mock Exam</title><content type='html'>Its been a week since the first day of my mock exam. Since then, it was a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bumpy ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me. However, shockingly, I find my English Language and English Literature wasn't bad at all! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whoa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think, this is the first time I said English is easy. Well, its not that easy. But, its way better compare to Physics and Chemistry. Huh, the questions was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;really challenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For me, Biology multiple choice paper was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;easiest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my exam. This Sunday is the last day. I will be sitting for Mathematics, Physics (MC), and Arabic continuous writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get on with my studies eh? Or, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my mummy will not be so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Youch~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wish me luck guys! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-5129361390131862170?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/5129361390131862170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=5129361390131862170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/5129361390131862170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/5129361390131862170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/mock-exam.html' title='Mock Exam'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-8784255530740932947</id><published>2009-01-09T03:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:28:14.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit longer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to all the people who so kindly to drop by and check out my blog. I'm so sorry it was ages ago since my last update. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey..Hey...Hey... But not anymore!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lots of stories coming up. I will do the back-date post and I will post my recent activities. So,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;don't forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to come again and have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;peep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on my blog! Bye... Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-8784255530740932947?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/8784255530740932947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=8784255530740932947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/8784255530740932947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/8784255530740932947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-bit-longer.html' title='A little bit longer...'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-4490208212434953561</id><published>2008-10-03T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:50:56.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya @ Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This was my first time celebrating raya in overseas. Yeah, when we live in other country, then we will appreciate the raya atmosphere in Malaysia. Its quite different here. But still. it was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wonderful experience for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This year, since there is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no lemang,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my mom decided to make satay. If before, when we were back then living in Kerteh, we always depends on Pak cik Satay besides the road near the Esso Petrol station. I'm so proud of her because it was her very first attempt but yet it taste &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;really good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So here are some pictures of us preparing the satay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289232367854168226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcg0KRyKKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8J8L_D7quS8/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is papa cutting and cleaning the meat first&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289237557678888738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcliP4a1yI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0vF-0pTgkpE/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Papa is waiting for mama to ready the spices&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289238980714836370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcm1FGoMZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/j4JDvflRbBM/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama is preparing the spices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289240039232104578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcnysYz6II/AAAAAAAAAHo/TyjJbL-7VFA/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This are the spices needed for making satay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289241813560542322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcpZ-RrRHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yGgdpEMRFRg/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mama is adding some honey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289242383454653986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcp7JTBTiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8U2Da57dhQE/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is the recipes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289242824176671714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcqUzHVm-I/AAAAAAAAAII/UwyDYysSuDY/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mama is mixing the meat with the spices&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289243600390158754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcrB-vDeaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/S4ur-Hfszt4/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Papa and Imran are putting the meat in the stick&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244101324941698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcrfI3NqYI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2S910HMpcuw/s320/Mama%27s+Canon+2+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Satay without Kuah kacang? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cannot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244784815014450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcsG7D8gjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5hPKdxRJqoE/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And voila!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The final product&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Doesn't it look yummy? It took us the whole night to prepare it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Phewh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we never thought making satay would be this hard. I mean its not that hard, The ingredients are simple. However, its requires many steps in making it. Starting from cleaning the chicken and take the bones out until grilled it on the fire! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Its a lot of work~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Now, every time we want to go and buy satay in Malaysia, I'm sure all of us will appreciate the hardness of the people who made it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Worth every penny....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P/s: Mama got the recipes from the Internet. Its a new way to be an instant chef I see~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-4490208212434953561?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/4490208212434953561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=4490208212434953561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4490208212434953561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4490208212434953561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-egypt.html' title='Raya @ Egypt'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SWcg0KRyKKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8J8L_D7quS8/s72-c/Mama%27s+Canon+2+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-1581478281159728223</id><published>2008-10-01T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T03:49:06.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SONUD2pLMEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NWjGEb9yYV0/s1600-h/raya1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252134015628685378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SONUD2pLMEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NWjGEb9yYV0/s320/raya1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to wish to all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muslims&lt;/span&gt; in the world, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; Mubarak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; to my families and friends in Malaysia, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Selamat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zahir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Batin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I hope you all have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;very enjoyable and unforgettable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt; ever. Spend this special day with your family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-1581478281159728223?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/1581478281159728223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=1581478281159728223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/1581478281159728223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/1581478281159728223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-2008.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya 2008'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SONUD2pLMEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NWjGEb9yYV0/s72-c/raya1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-6375849335837324150</id><published>2008-09-29T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:52:23.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half term Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SOE_7zeGhOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BI7K4xRYj2I/s1600-h/smiley+faces.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251548937152005346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SOE_7zeGhOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BI7K4xRYj2I/s320/smiley+faces.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuppy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have to go to school tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have to wake up early in the morning. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have to use my brain if I don't want to. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have to do any homework ( I have done my Biology just now, only my oil painting for Art is left for homework). Plus, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all muslims will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;celebrating Eid Fitri soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; However, its kinda sad that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramadan Barakah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will be leaving us. Its seemed very long when it first came, without us noticing, its only 2 days left to go. Oh! How time does fly~ And that evil devil (&lt;em&gt;syaithan&lt;/em&gt;) will release from the tied. They will do bad tricks on us. Lets we all pray to Allah Almighty, in hoping that we didn't fall to their dirty tricks. We must &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;enforce our ibadah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, as a barrier for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-6375849335837324150?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/6375849335837324150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=6375849335837324150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6375849335837324150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6375849335837324150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/09/half-term-holiday.html' title='Half term Holiday!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SOE_7zeGhOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BI7K4xRYj2I/s72-c/smiley+faces.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-7713948824383107745</id><published>2008-09-26T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:49:35.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1TEaQ9p5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/o1oAullVI3I/s1600-h/love2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250444075818919826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1TEaQ9p5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/o1oAullVI3I/s320/love2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are happy family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With a great big hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a kiss from me to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Won't you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Love your family...Love your friends...Love your home...Love your school...Love the world~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remember you always have your loves one around you. Do appreciate them! Don't let anger make us apart. Seek for forgiveness if you have done something wrong with others. And, try to forgive others who had made mistake to you. We are stronger together! All for one. If we all unite and on the same page, we can have a more peaceful world where there are no war, anger, fight, revenge, terrorism, and grudge. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're together make the world a better place!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spread the love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-7713948824383107745?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/7713948824383107745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=7713948824383107745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/7713948824383107745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/7713948824383107745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/09/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1TEaQ9p5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/o1oAullVI3I/s72-c/love2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-4578472266451840861</id><published>2008-09-21T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T04:09:35.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody's Perfect!</title><content type='html'>Anyone in this world would come across with this phrase at least once in their life time. I would not believe if someone never had heard this phrase before. You could try to be as perfect as can be, but you could not resist of doing mistakes. Practice makes perfect~ But, we as servant to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Allah Almighty&lt;/span&gt;, we should &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;tawakal &lt;/span&gt;and not put high hopes because at the end of the day, you will feel &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;very disappointed and extremely sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to ask you fellow readers, "Do you feel &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if someone in this world call you a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?" Hmm... But if you kind enough to not feel angry, that's fine then. But, I'm pretty sure, someone among you guys would be angry if someone called you like that as if you didn't have any &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;feelings and dignity&lt;/span&gt;. And as if, you are stone and did not affected by these words. It could be even worse, if those words were come from the one that close to you (or not might that close, to you, but there are somewhere around you) and you met them almost everyday. I have these people in my life who always like to give their point of view about something towards me. They always have something that seems doesn't right in their eyes about me... why?!? I know they are more perfect than me in any ways but do they have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the right to judge&lt;/span&gt; me in that way? They doesn't know why did I take certain actions... I know I'm still quite new in 'these' whole thing, but please... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't judge me like that!&lt;/span&gt; Please give me time to learn &lt;strong&gt;'these'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Please...Please...Please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comparing me with 'others'. I do take your comments about me... But could you forward your ideas in any nicer way? Don't talk at someones back~ If you felt that I do something wrong, do tell me! You don't have to hush it up. I am a very open-minded kind of person, and I accept people's comments about me, but it must be in a polite way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, to spilt out all these things to you guys. I assumed half of my entry, you guys would not understand. I just need 'someone' to share my anger with~&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt; for being a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good listener&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me... and now, I felt more relief. At least, I could throw some of my pain away from me. I hope this&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;scar would not tear again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Sorry again!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nobody's Perfect!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-4578472266451840861?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/4578472266451840861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=4578472266451840861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4578472266451840861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4578472266451840861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/09/nobodys-perfect.html' title='Nobody&apos;s Perfect!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-552786447439787447</id><published>2008-09-19T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:53:36.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Snapy Snap Snap Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our school's picture day. We photographed for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;individual photo, class photo, whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;school photo and siblings photo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(optional).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We photographed for the whole school photo at 12.15 p.m right before second break. Poor the little ones who had to stand for almost 20 minutes under the sun. As for us, the senior one, we didn't have any problem as we got to stand under a shady place. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can still remember that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;some of us were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;during the whole school photo because the photographer who was at the third floor of the school building (the photo was taken from the third floor in order to fit all the people) was saying, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" Look at me...Look at me...O.K...Good...Good...B(P)erfect"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when he asked us to look at the camera as he wanted to snap the photo. I missed my second break because I had to photograph for the siblings photo. Thank goodness that our (my siblings) turn were quite early. Poor Lubna and her siblings (She's in Year 10) as they got the last turn because the teacher who organised the list accidentally miss out their name. Then, about 1.45 pm, our class (Year 11) photographed for the class photo. Our class was the last one to be photograph. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-552786447439787447?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/552786447439787447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=552786447439787447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/552786447439787447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/552786447439787447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-photo.html' title='School Photo'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-3227199791462075978</id><published>2008-09-19T12:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:58:14.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Buziest week in my life!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN2S2R58VTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7sqpQl4RL4o/s1600-h/bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250514201800889650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN2S2R58VTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7sqpQl4RL4o/s320/bee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Buzy as a Bee~Bumble Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sleep time~ Zzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh! This is the life being Year 11 student. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Very busy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Since the first day of school about three weeks ago, I always go to bed quite late every night. Usually, everyone in the house has already gone to sleep, at that time I had just finished my homework and study. Its approximately about 11.30 p.m. Yeah, its actually not that late though, as I always go to bed around that time before, but since I have my Morning Arabic which start at 7.30 a.m, so I have to wake up at 6 o'clock everyday. In addition, now is Ramadan time. I have to wake up at 3.00 for sahur. And again, my sleep time has been cut down to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 hours only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thus, every weekends are my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qada' sleep time.&lt;/span&gt; He he he... but I don't wake up that late. The latest is 9 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Homework~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ah! And one more thing, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have tons and tons of homework!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tons I tell ya! Arabic, Biology, Chemistry, English........and the list keep going on everyday... I have to write a report for Biology and Chemistry coursework which took me 6 hours to finish each one of it. Including the first step of writing the rough idea until typing it on the computer ( sometime I felt that I kinda have &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dyslexia!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha, don't worry, I actually doesn't have the syndrome, I was saying like that because I was too tired of typing words and words on the computer and as if I could see the &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;words bouncing all over the place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In addition, I was typing my coursework late at night). Huh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iftar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had some guests at our place on last Thursday and Tuesday. So, I have to help my mum in the kitchen immediately after coming back from school. I have to do my homework at 8 p.m after cleaning up the kitchen and the dining table first. I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very exhausted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by the time I finished my homework~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not wait for the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;half term holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to arrive. At least, I could get some rest during the holiday. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuppy!&lt;/strong&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/7711907644865679720-3227199791462075978?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/3227199791462075978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=3227199791462075978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/3227199791462075978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/3227199791462075978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/09/buziest-week-in-my-life.html' title='Buziest week in my life!!!!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN2S2R58VTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7sqpQl4RL4o/s72-c/bee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-1494333910605668445</id><published>2008-09-08T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:06:34.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan Kareem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1Og7nEjkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MPUM8yR0wog/s1600-h/ramadan3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250439068248215106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1Og7nEjkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MPUM8yR0wog/s320/ramadan3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... Ramadan comes again.&lt;br /&gt;The month which all muslim have been waiting for. All the &lt;em&gt;syaithan&lt;/em&gt; are now being tied and could not bother us again through out this month. Hence, we must make sure that our behaviour are good enough to receive &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allah's Redha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish all Muslims in the world, Happy Ramadan! I hope you all can finish our ibadah successfully... Insya-Allah~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-1494333910605668445?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/1494333910605668445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=1494333910605668445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/1494333910605668445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/1494333910605668445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadan-kareem.html' title='Ramadan Kareem'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1Og7nEjkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MPUM8yR0wog/s72-c/ramadan3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-6079639922044402874</id><published>2008-01-14T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:47:26.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Costa Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1KASSXSuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UAaLhnU0ay0/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250434109353183970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1KASSXSuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UAaLhnU0ay0/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the famous cafe shop in Egypt besides Starbucks and others. It is an Italian cafe retailer. My family and I always go there for a nice hot chocolate or Cuppochino and for late night supper (coz here is no kedai mamak for teh tarik or cendol!~). The price there is even cheaper than Starbucks, so it seem very obvious why we chose the cafe over Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-6079639922044402874?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/6079639922044402874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=6079639922044402874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6079639922044402874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6079639922044402874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/01/costa-coffee.html' title='Costa Coffee'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SN1KASSXSuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UAaLhnU0ay0/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-6037314524118113657</id><published>2008-01-14T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:23:33.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>Ouch!!! my knees are killing me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eiks&lt;/span&gt;... my knees! Its really hurt:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Actually, I started to feel the pain a week ago, its all started when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rifqa&lt;/span&gt; slept outside in the living room on the couch while waiting for me to finish my homework (English Literature, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;owh&lt;/span&gt;!). So, after I had finished my homework and cleaned up my mess (books apparently~), I tried to wake her up. However, she was really tired, and she hardly opened her eyes. I told her, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rifqa&lt;/span&gt;, common and sleep in the bedroom," She just ignored me. I knew she was in a very deep sleep. So, I said to myself, " I can't let her sleep outside alone, if not she will be crying in the middle of night when she find out that she was sleeping alone in the living room, ". So, with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; that I had that time, I had to carry her to the bedroom. Uh, she really heavy though! She weight almost &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28Kg~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; At first, I hardly felt anything after I carried her to bed. However, the next morning, after I woke up from sleep, I felt that both of my knees were really hurt as if they were knocked by a hammer! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knock...Knock...Knock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the result from the pain, it effects my day in school. First and for most, in my P.E (Physical Education). Every Tuesday, we have our P.E with the Year 11 at the Sporting Club (FYI, I'm in Year 10). We have to run around a football pitch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; during P.E to warm up. Because of my pain on my knees, it made me fell more difficult to run. Besides, I even add the pain to my knees as we had to run around the pitch twice and had a football competition&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;among us. That day, after came back from school, I straight away took my bath as usual and after I performed my pray and ate my lunch, I went straight to bed at about 6 o'clock ( thank goodness, I didn't have any homework that day). Quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; though~&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hu&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was really exhausted! It fells like it was a really long day for me! Not to mention my pain on my knees. The very next morning, I told my mom about my pain. She then asked my dad to buy me a pair of knee guard. I still have to wear them until now as I can still feel the pain. But, I'm actually feeling better right now. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-6037314524118113657?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/6037314524118113657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=6037314524118113657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6037314524118113657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6037314524118113657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/01/ouch-my-knees-are-killing-me.html' title='Ouch!!! my knees are killing me!!!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-4432816351882927822</id><published>2008-01-14T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:18:52.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jannah's 13th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SGukKzpbcoI/AAAAAAAAACo/NYsOnX8C3WI/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SGujgH2lbdI/AAAAAAAAACg/76o8UDxj4Sc/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218444365497986514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SGujgH2lbdI/AAAAAAAAACg/76o8UDxj4Sc/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sweet 13 dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope you are still my sweet innocent sister who I used to know, not to mention, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;annoying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too (he he). Do be &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blossom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a wonderful servant to Allah, great daughter to beloved mama and ayah, helpful sister to the siblings, and last but not least, an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; student in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday, my mom sent her a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bouquet of flowers to school. She was shocked. At first, Ms.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heba&lt;/span&gt;, our administrator, called her to the office. She said that someone had sent her flowers. So, she went there, and found out that my mom was the one who sent those beautiful flowers. Then, she ran up to the roof(the place where we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be during break time) and told me all about it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&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/7711907644865679720-4432816351882927822?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/4432816351882927822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=4432816351882927822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4432816351882927822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4432816351882927822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/01/jannahs-13th-birthday.html' title='Jannah&apos;s 13th Birthday'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/SGujgH2lbdI/AAAAAAAAACg/76o8UDxj4Sc/s72-c/078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-2507258175975191873</id><published>2008-01-14T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:47:19.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>Its school time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After about 2 months of holiday for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Adha&lt;/span&gt; and Christmas, the school finally reopen again. Through out the whole 2 months time, I had to study to ensure that I am in the same track with all my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;new classmates. I don't want to be the only person who just got &lt;em&gt;blur&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; during lesson, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. Its so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;! Its pretty hard though... Imagine I had to study for 9 subjects which they (my classmates) had learnt 4 months before me (the school academic year is quite different from Malaysia). At first, I found that its very &lt;strong&gt;complicated &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;difficult&lt;/strong&gt; with all this &lt;strong&gt;balancing equations&lt;/strong&gt; thingy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accelerations&lt;/span&gt; and some other things which at first I didn't have any clue. On top of that, all in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. However, as the learning goes on... I found it quite easy. I really do try to focus and get my head in the &lt;em&gt;game&lt;/em&gt;. And, &lt;em&gt;voila&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;, I managed to understand and master in Physics, Biology and Chemistry(the subjects which I most afraid of, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; Dr.B is the teacher). Not to mention, with the help from my &lt;em&gt;genius &lt;/em&gt;parents and some push that they gave me. If not, don't ever wish I will open my book to study during winter. Its better for me to &lt;em&gt;snuggle&lt;/em&gt; with a cute penguin in igloo :) Or, drink Hot Chocolate while watching television( watch romantic comedy movie would be nice, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;he he&lt;/span&gt;...) and covered myself with warm comfy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;blanky&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Emm&lt;/span&gt;, its &lt;strong&gt;lovely!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all for now. I better get myself prepared to go to bed.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NO!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tomorrow is school day. I hope it will turn as one&lt;/span&gt; of my&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;day! &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-2507258175975191873?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/2507258175975191873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=2507258175975191873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/2507258175975191873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/2507258175975191873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-school-time.html' title='Its school time!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-763668110886127657</id><published>2007-12-28T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:13:24.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Congratulations and well done my friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, I was chatting with my friends in Malaysia. I find out all about my school's PMR results. I was shocked! &lt;strong&gt;14 students&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;out from 165 PMR candidates&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;got straight &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;for their results&lt;/strong&gt;. That was a very good achievement indeed. I am proud with my school. I am very proud to be a part of it! Our school is the top 'Agama' school in Pahang. &lt;strong&gt;Congratulations to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;all my dearest friends, because we together&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;make it happen!&lt;/strong&gt; And not to forget, thank you very much to all our respectful teachers, for their hardship of teaching us for 3 years. Thank You very much, from the bottom of my heart! Without you all, as our wonderful teachers, we probably couldn't make it. And to all my friends out there, go on with your success. Try to maintain it. Give your very best in everything you do! And not to forget to pray to Allah because 'He' is the one who giving us all this wonderful 'Rezeki'. Remember that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s: Go Ihsan! Go, Go, Go!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Respectful PMR Teachers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cikgu Sharwanie Salmie bt Ramli - Bahasa Melayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Marzitah bt Zainuddin - English Language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Zaleha bt Musa - Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Radhiah bt Yusof - Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Noraziyan bt Yaacob - Geografi dan Kemahiran Hidup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustazah Roshanaliza bt Abas - Pendidikan Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustazah Wan Rafiqah bt Wan Musa -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bahasa Arab Komunikasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-763668110886127657?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/763668110886127657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=763668110886127657' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/763668110886127657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/763668110886127657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/12/congratulations-and-well-done-my.html' title='Congratulations and well done my friends!'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-4833557056369370621</id><published>2007-12-27T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T03:47:17.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>PMR 2007 Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Alhamdulillah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after patiently waiting for almost 13 hours, you all know right if you all have read my last post, do you? During that time, I never, ever left my computer. I never left my computer even just one feet away! In case if anybody (my friends in Malaysia especially) is online. Then, I can ask them about my result. That was the plan actually. Unfortunately, I have to follow my mom and my siblings to Zahran Mall so that we can have our lunch together and buy some food stuff over there. Just a moment after we get back from Zahran Mall, I straight away opened my computer again and still hoping for my friends in Malaysia to online. And yes, my classmate (3 Ibnu Abbas), Aisyah Ramli was online that time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What did I waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I straight away send her an Instant message via Yahoo! Messenger. (Thank goodness that the YM is invented because it just makes my life more easier! Ah, the beauty of technology. Who can resist without using them?) And yes, she was replying my message. I straightly asked her whether she knows my result or not. She said yes. Then, she asked me to guess it. Erm... I was thinking. I am hoping to get 9A's, but if not, I just except whatever the result gonna be then. I must except whatever the Qada' and Qadar is. I said to myself. What the most important thing is, I know that I have given my very best for my PMR exam, and the rest, I just let Allah The Mighty to decide it. And guess what? My result is ain't no bad! I manage to get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;8A's and 1B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Eiks, I get B for my Bahasa Arab Komunikasi (Arabic Language). But anyway, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alhamdulillah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am grateful to get 8A's for my PMR. I am very grateful to Allah for giving me this wonderful result. Then, I told my parents about it, and they are very happy for me. During that time, my parents were in the kitchen, preparing for dinner. (Mama and Ayah, sorry because I didn't managed to get all straight full A's. I am very sorry for disappointing you both.) Tomorrow night, they gonna take us (my siblings and I) to a restaurant somewhere around Alexandria, of course! To celebrate my success in PMR Examination. I can't wait! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuppy!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-4833557056369370621?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/4833557056369370621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=4833557056369370621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4833557056369370621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/4833557056369370621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/12/pmr-2007-results.html' title='PMR 2007 Results'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-2307841794783983639</id><published>2007-12-26T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:15:17.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>My D-Day has arrived...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, the day has arrived. The moment that I most waiting for. The PMR results are finally out! About 4 hours ago. But the problem is, I still do not know what my result is. As early as 6 a.m, I have woke up and sit in front of my computer, hoping that one of my friends is online. I am trying to contact my friend in Malaysia, but the line was not clear. So, I am still in dilemma right now. Patiently, waiting for someone to let me know about my result. Argh, I barely sit still right now! I can't stop thinking about my result. Ya Allah, Help me, Ya Allah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-2307841794783983639?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/2307841794783983639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=2307841794783983639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/2307841794783983639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/2307841794783983639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-d-day-has-arrived.html' title='My D-Day has arrived...'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-6379010376543559326</id><published>2007-12-26T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:23:12.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hours to go... Dup Dap Dup Dap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;, I am very anxious right now! I could not sleep. I barely close my eyes. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PMR&lt;/span&gt; result gonna out soon. I hope I will get good grades. What the most important thing is, I know that I have give my best for the exam. And what I have to do is, I have to pray to Allah The Mighty and hope that I will get good grades. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Insya&lt;/span&gt;-Allah... Allah knows better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-6379010376543559326?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/6379010376543559326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=6379010376543559326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6379010376543559326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6379010376543559326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-hours-to-go-dup-dap-dup-dap.html' title='2 hours to go... Dup Dap Dup Dap'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-7262870333551242544</id><published>2007-12-14T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:22:19.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Outstanding Kids in Alexandria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2Moz5o_0LI/AAAAAAAAACM/CmGdcSWPAiw/s1600-h/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144000071498453170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2Moz5o_0LI/AAAAAAAAACM/CmGdcSWPAiw/s320/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Imran, Afiqah and Aiman (Ayah does not concider as kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MmcZo_0KI/AAAAAAAAACE/nmsHxM7VNjM/s1600-h/DSC02205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143997468748271778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MmcZo_0KI/AAAAAAAAACE/nmsHxM7VNjM/s320/DSC02205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A+ Art work, by Dzamira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MlQ5o_0JI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cvk2PNbY8M/s1600-h/DSC02203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143996171668148370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MlQ5o_0JI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cvk2PNbY8M/s320/DSC02203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Dzamira's room, watcin' her Art works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MkCpo_0II/AAAAAAAAAB0/_gVFHZZPzMM/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143994827343384706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MkCpo_0II/AAAAAAAAAB0/_gVFHZZPzMM/s320/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Try to solve The Cube, hope so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MjA5o_0HI/AAAAAAAAABs/4HM5I-AAHG0/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143993697766985842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MjA5o_0HI/AAAAAAAAABs/4HM5I-AAHG0/s320/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cool Kids: Dzamira, Ridzwan and Afi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2Mhjpo_0GI/AAAAAAAAABk/SwGkQE06MsM/s1600-h/DSC02196a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143992095744184418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2Mhjpo_0GI/AAAAAAAAABk/SwGkQE06MsM/s320/DSC02196a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Creative Ideas: Redza, Rifqa, Shakira and Jannah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MgZJo_0FI/AAAAAAAAABc/nEmnlPzoB8s/s1600-h/DSC02187a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143990815843930194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MgZJo_0FI/AAAAAAAAABc/nEmnlPzoB8s/s320/DSC02187a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Playing table football: Afiq, Aiman, Afi, Asri and Ridzwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-7262870333551242544?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/7262870333551242544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=7262870333551242544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/7262870333551242544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/7262870333551242544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/12/malaysian-outstanding-kids.html' title='Malaysian Outstanding Kids in Alexandria'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2Moz5o_0LI/AAAAAAAAACM/CmGdcSWPAiw/s72-c/DSC02206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-2227611837911482797</id><published>2007-12-14T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:16:11.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Malaysian Parents in Alexandria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MefJo_0EI/AAAAAAAAABU/jgR3Z-xFxII/s1600-h/DSC02183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143988719899889730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MefJo_0EI/AAAAAAAAABU/jgR3Z-xFxII/s320/DSC02183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama and Ayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2Mdb5o_0DI/AAAAAAAAABM/dYOT9_LNp0g/s1600-h/DSC02185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143987564553687090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2Mdb5o_0DI/AAAAAAAAABM/dYOT9_LNp0g/s320/DSC02185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie Nana and Uncle Saiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2McjJo_0CI/AAAAAAAAABE/GItCYt-MJ8M/s1600-h/DSC02184a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143986589596110882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2McjJo_0CI/AAAAAAAAABE/GItCYt-MJ8M/s320/DSC02184a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie Ayu and Uncle Dzafri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MZQ5o_z_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/NQgSiVmawmI/s1600-h/DSC02182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-2227611837911482797?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/2227611837911482797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=2227611837911482797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/2227611837911482797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/2227611837911482797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/12/three-malaysian-parents.html' title='Three Malaysian Parents in Alexandria'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/R2MefJo_0EI/AAAAAAAAABU/jgR3Z-xFxII/s72-c/DSC02183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-5104133122293815593</id><published>2007-11-23T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:20:15.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexandria, here we come !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I am writing this blog, I am actually in Alexandria, Egypt right now. I still could not believe that I am here. I can still remember clearly, when my father said to my family and I that in &lt;strong&gt;November 1, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;, we all as one family gonna leave Malaysia and move to Egypt as my father had to work over there at Egyptian Oil and Gas Company (which linked with Petronas). How wonderful is that! I am very pleased to hear the shocking news. As we moved here, my siblings and I can get the opportunity to have International Education. International schools in Malaysia are very expensive. Thank goodness that all our school fees are been paid of by Petronas. Alhamdulillah! We are going to the British School of Alexandria. I love the school. I can't just let go this Golden Opportunity like that. It is ones in a life time! So, I gonna grab it right now. Now, I am right here, I will promise to myself that I will study hard and get good grades and I want to make my parents proud and happy with me. And also, I want to be a good servant to Allah The Mighty, a helpful child to my parents, a kind full Kakak to my beloved brother and sister, and lastly a very good thrust able friend to all my friends. I want to start a fresh new life again, here in Alexandria, the place where some of the Prophet lived one time ago. Hope my new journey here will get Allah blessing. Insya-Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s: May Allah bless my beloved family and I, and all&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Muslims out there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-5104133122293815593?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/5104133122293815593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=5104133122293815593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/5104133122293815593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/5104133122293815593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/11/alexandria-here-we-come.html' title='Alexandria, here we come !'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-8300897616207620584</id><published>2007-10-05T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:19:34.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Like.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/RwbmqDJT0AI/AAAAAAAAAAk/A0sIX3nqY_4/s1600-h/ayesha+text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118031636626395138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/RwbmqDJT0AI/AAAAAAAAAAk/A0sIX3nqY_4/s320/ayesha+text.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do post a comment on your likes and dislikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write my blogs as you lllllikkkkke......&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/7711907644865679720-8300897616207620584?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/8300897616207620584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=8300897616207620584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/8300897616207620584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/8300897616207620584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-i-like.html' title='What I Like.....'/><author><name>Ayesha Ariffin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516993666980762393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eT72UQOAovg/RwbmqDJT0AI/AAAAAAAAAAk/A0sIX3nqY_4/s72-c/ayesha+text.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711907644865679720.post-6447903735872421070</id><published>2007-10-05T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:18:53.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Ayesha's Small Small World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't had time to write much on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that I didnt want to disappoint you my friends who has rushed to read my blogs after I distribute my Calling Cards yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, more is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711907644865679720-6447903735872421070?l=imayesha1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imayesha1992.blogspot.com/feeds/6447903735872421070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711907644865679720&amp;postID=6447903735872421070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711907644865679720/posts/default/6447903735872421070'/><link rel='self' 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