<?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-5070070166441998378</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:39:42.110+08:00</updated><category term='Kids'/><category term='Financial'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Special Event'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Ki'/><title type='text'>It's Just Me..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4478799901615317626</id><published>2012-01-04T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:22:52.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tablet Is Here!</title><content type='html'>Baru semalam cerita pasal tablet Samsung Galaxy 7.0 Plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yihaaa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693703186632227986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DApAzj6Fd_A/TwQY4be5PJI/AAAAAAAAAoM/AKutD0sYAGA/s320/04012012361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My spending habit really scares me. I bought this tablet although this month I've already spent hundreds for YES (Year End Sale). How to avoid meh? They are everywhere!! And the discounts are so irresistable.....:) Especially for those items that I have long waited for like Zara and Guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was attracted to buy this tablet when I first saw the DiGi ads. For me, it's really worth it. Really saves your money. I was actually eyeing for the 8.9" but after getting second opinion about it, I think 7.0" fits well for the convenience purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Please say welcome to her :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693703190966655570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HUs9H54WZAo/TwQY4roTWlI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WhZnpZbxvq0/s320/04012012362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4478799901615317626?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4478799901615317626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/tablet-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4478799901615317626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4478799901615317626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/tablet-is-here.html' title='The Tablet Is Here!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DApAzj6Fd_A/TwQY4be5PJI/AAAAAAAAAoM/AKutD0sYAGA/s72-c/04012012361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3589454085443152459</id><published>2012-01-03T13:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:32:59.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year Has Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;New year, new resolution, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had quit to make new resolution this few years. I think I will just do my best to get what I want to achieve from time to time, but I will not put pressure to achieve them. That way, I don't have to be stressed out if I failed to get what I want, right :) Brilliant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shasha will enter Standard 2 while Sarah is still in her kindy (6 yeras old). Izzat will turn 2 this year. I didn't spend so much to buy new things for my girls for their school as the old ones are still in a good condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope this year I can increase my saving. The last two years I had spent more than 70k of my savings for our house and deposit for our new car and I still can't replace the money. But how to do that if I can't control my spending habit? That one cannot be omitted as I enjoy buying things. It's my theraphy and reward for myself, don't you think so? Well, I know there will be an opportunity cost for whatever decision I made. Just what I've said before, no pressure, no stress, I will just do my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I have write less in this blog. I actually have lost interest to open my netbook and use the internet whether to blog, to read, to browse, fb, youtube... Dunno whether this year I will write more often. I planned to buy tablet so that I could conveniently use the internet whenever and wherever I am. I think Samsung Galaxy Tab 7.0 plus is the best option as it has the latest application and very convenient. What best is it can surely fit my handbag. That's awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3589454085443152459?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3589454085443152459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-has-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3589454085443152459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3589454085443152459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-has-come.html' title='The New Year Has Come'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8441157777516626680</id><published>2011-11-07T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:53:58.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To All 7 Eleven!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apesal dah berapa hari ni I cuba nak reply comment kawan kat blog ni tapi tak buleh ye? Dia suruh choose profile tapi tak boleh select pun kat situ. Guano...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For Munit, tq for ur comment. Aku nak reply, yang itu masing-masing punya pilihan nak lifestyle macam mana. Budak zaman sekarang kan budak zaman internet. Kat internet tu macam macam cerita pasal lifestyle. Diorang sure tak nak ketinggalan. Kita dulu nak belanja macam-macam tak mampu.. sekarang bolehlah.. Tapi orang zaman sekarang tak kisah gaji kecik pun berani beli barang mahal-mahal. Yang penting gaya dan tak ketinggalan. Masing-masing punya pilihan. Kalau aku, aku prefer beli harta dulu, stabil dulu, barulah boleh spend kalau ada duit lebih. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni birthday for all 7 Eleven... including me!! Tahun ni celebrate kat kampung je dengan family. Tapi tak sempat nak snap gambar kek. Habih dah kena pulun. Maklumlah bebudak kecik ramai..termasuklah anak sedara.. Shasha je makan sampai 5 slices of cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dah tua ke I? Nehi he... Muda lagi... Kita kena sentiasa fikir kita ni muda kalau nak awet muda... hehe.. ajaran sesat ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks pada kengkawan yang bagi wish kat FB &amp;amp; sms. Terharu dapat banyak wishes. Moga kalian semua diberkati Allah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8441157777516626680?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8441157777516626680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-to-all-7-eleven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8441157777516626680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8441157777516626680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-to-all-7-eleven.html' title='Happy Birthday To All 7 Eleven!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3748473969623797945</id><published>2011-10-31T15:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:52:10.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Does Matter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baca tak cerita pasal sorang mamat miskin kat India ni tiba-tiba menang USD1 juta dalam program Who Wants To Be A Millionaire versi India last week? Bertuahnya dia kan? Tiba-tiba menang duit sebanyak tu sedangkan sepanjang hidup dia miskin sampai nak tengok tv pun kena pergi rumah jiran. Tapi dia menang bukan sebab bertuah saja, dia memang orang yang berpelajaran tinggi jugak.. ada Master tu.. Tapi terpaksa kerja dengan gaji rendah. Cerita dia memang ada persamaan la dengan cerita Slumdog Millionaire tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau korang tetiba ada duit berjuta, apa rasanya yang korang nak beli/nak buat? Kalau I, selain bershopping &amp;amp; bertravelling sakan, I nak beli rumah banyak-banyak. Nanti boleh sewakan kat orang. Pastu invest lagi. I dok goyang kaki tak payah kerja. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Siapa kata 'Duit bukan segalanya?' I setuju separuh je untuk statement tu. Nobody can deny that in today's materialistic world, everything is about money, don't you agree? Tengok je la sekeliling kita. Tak payah jauh-jauh, keluarga dan kawan-kawan kita, macam mana lifestyle masing-masing? Selagi ada duit, selagi tulah nak spend, betul tak? Apa-apa pun, kalau nak berbelanja tu, ikutlah kemampuan masing-masing. Janganlah sampai menyusahkan diri sendiri &amp;amp; orang lain. Jangan sampai berhutang keliling pinggang. Set your priority's right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tengok zaman sekarang ni hampir semua orang dah jadi 'brand conscious'. Beli barang brand yang mahal-mahal dah jadi perkara biasa. Tak kisah nak spend duit asalkan bergaya. Tak payah tengok orang lain, diri sendiri pun dah jadi contoh. I pun suka pakai benda-benda branded. Tak kiralah beg ke, kasut ke, baju ke... Tapi kena ada justification jugak bila beli. I jenis yang praktikal. Kalau beli barang selalu fikir praktikal ke tak barang tu mengikut kemahuan I. Tapi apa-apa pun, sebelum beli, kena make sure memang kita mampu dan tak kacau priority kita. Semua orang ada priority in life dan things yang kita nak achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I rasa sekarang ramai orang jadi 'brand conscious' &amp;amp; nak lifestyle yang mewah sebab pengaruh internet. Especially those yang teenage to thirties. Trylah tanya budak-budak perempuan yang tengah belajar kat u or kolej, suka beli baju, kasut or beg kat mana. Zara, Mango, Charles &amp;amp; Keith, Guess, Esprit.. tu semua brand yang biasa untuk diorang. Cuba tengok kat first time parents pulak. Rata-rata semua tak kisah untuk beli sebuah stroller yang harga 2 ribu. I nak beli yang harga 200 pun pikir banyak kali. Baju-baju branded jangan cakaplah. Untuk newborn baby pun sanggup beli sehelai baju harga 100. Kalau cakap pasal handbag, sekarang rata-rata pakai yang branded mahal-mahal. Setakat brand Coach tu, semua orang dah mampu pakai. The original ones okeh. Bukannya yang jual kat Masjid India ke Petaling Street ke. So tak payahlah nak berbangga sangat kalau pakai Coach tu (ni peringatan untuk I sekali ni haha!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaman sekarang yuran tadika anak je dah beratus-ratus sebulan. I masa kecik dulu tadika free je. Parents pun berebut-rebut nak hantar anak ke tadika yang paling established. Itu perkara yang sangat normal sekarang. Tengok budak-budak kat kolej pulak. I dulu dapat elaun MARA 300 lebih sebulan cukup makan, pakai.. siap boleh pegi tengok movie lagi. Duit banyak tu cuba bagi kat budak u/kolej sekarang, dua minggu pun tak gerenti boleh survive. Dengan nak bayar top up credit telefon, internet, makan kat luar, tengok movie, nak jalan-jalan, nak beli barang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau makan kat luar, makan kat tempat mahal dah jadi biasa. Coffee Bean, Starbucks, Chillis, TGI Friday dah macam makan kat KFC, McDonalds masa zaman I student dulu. I pun teringin jugak pergi kat tempat-tempat ni tapi tak selalu. Kena balance lah kehendak dengan keperluan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebenarnya terpulang pada masing-masing on how they want to spend their money. Gaji titik peluh masing-masing kan.. Ada orang pentingkan lifestyle but not so much on kumpul harta or banyakkan saving. Ada orang yang hidup simple tapi harta punyalah banyakk... I ada kenal someone macam ni. Kawan baik hubby I. Wife dia tak kerja, anak ada 4. Life diorang biasa je. Takde nak bergaya dengan barang branded sangat. Tapi... rumah-rumah dia saja ada dekat 10 bijik. Each cost more than 100k. Caculate sendiri la berapa dia bayar tiap-tiap bulan kan.. Kawan baik I pulak, nak kata hari-hari bawak bekal untuk breakfast &amp;amp; lunch. Jarang sangat bershopping jauh beza dengan kawan dia tuan punya blog ni hehe.. Tapi bila kadang-kadang dia beli baju ke jam ke, terus beli yang mahal. Macam jam harga beribu ke. Tapi yang paling best, dia dah ada 2 bijik rumah. Campur harga dua buah rumah tu 400k tau. But not just that. Cuba tengok saving dia pulak. Berkepuk duit dalam bank tu. And she is still single. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi kebanyakan orang muda sekarang suka lifestyle yang mewah. Hang out kat tempat-tempat mahal. Beli kereta mahal. Rumah sekarang of course la memang harga mahal. Barang semua branded. This is especially true for those yang tinggal kat bandar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Fresh grads yang baru start kerja pulak, baru je kerja dah boleh beli kereta mahal. I tengok kat company I je la. Baru kerja dah boleh beli Honda City, Vios.. Teringat zaman I mula-mula kerja dulu. Dengan gaji kecik, berapa bulan kumpul baru berani beli kereta. Tu pun beli Kelisa jek. Tapi bulan-bulan menggigil nak bayar :). Tapi starting salary zaman I tak sama dengan starting salary diorang sekarang. That's why sometimes I wonder memang gaji kita tak cukup sebab cost of living tinggi ke atau nafsu kita yang besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So in conclusion, untuk satisfy lifestyle masakini dan kehendak kita yang macam-macam ni, money does matter kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3748473969623797945?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3748473969623797945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/money-does-matter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3748473969623797945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3748473969623797945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/money-does-matter.html' title='Money Does Matter!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3676670673366331516</id><published>2011-10-16T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:22:14.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's Agenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow we'll be going to Gleneagles again for Izzat's check up. I think he's OK. The first 3 days after the surgery were difficult but he was getting better and better each day. And tomorrow is Shasha's 1st day of Final Exam. Good luck dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope I will get some time to go to Tabung Haji to save my kid's duit raya. Tak sempat-sempat lagi nak simpan. It's quite a lot of money. Itu jelah yang mampu disimpan. To put money in their bank account for every month, tak mampu. Just ada Education Insurance Plan which is by monthly deduction from my bank account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moga-moga ada masa untuk bershopping jugak.. eh? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3676670673366331516?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3676670673366331516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/mondays-agenda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3676670673366331516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3676670673366331516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/mondays-agenda.html' title='Monday&apos;s Agenda'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-7788099463283561358</id><published>2011-10-14T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:06:25.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I have 3 tasks to accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. To bank in my husband's cheques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. To bring kain to my tailor to make baju kurung for my brother in law's wedding somewhere in November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. To get Izzat's GL from HR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end of the day, I did &lt;strong&gt;NONE&lt;/strong&gt; of them. I did not remember at all the 3 tasks until my husband picked me up from work and asked about his cheques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pathetic kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-7788099463283561358?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7788099463283561358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/forgetful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7788099463283561358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7788099463283561358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/forgetful.html' title='Forgetful'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5559110239311884419</id><published>2011-10-11T18:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:57:32.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Surgery</title><content type='html'>Izzat went for a minor surgery last Thursday. Actually it was a circumcision. But because of his age, it has to be done by surgery. Alhamdulillah, all went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If not because of the infection he suffered last Ramadhan, we won't be at the Gleneagles for the surgery as I prefer for Izzat to be circumcised only when he is bigger, maybe at the age of 7 years old at least. It was very difficult to take care of him after the surgery as the pain was unbearable for a small child like him. Alhamdulillah the difficult part has passed and now, although not in full recovery, he is one happy toddler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662189598669595090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAKGdux0yH4/TpQjcL-c4dI/AAAAAAAAAmo/eRTEXJ5Tyg8/s320/PA060845.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzat before the surgery. Happily walking around. Unaware what would happen to him next.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662189587401254338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dubq501kags/TpQjbh_3pcI/AAAAAAAAAmc/SsoZmZFNi9A/s320/PA060844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662189584310618850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qRC-RG9auVA/TpQjbWfASuI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/5eCSZnMVOiM/s320/PA060843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We left our home early as we have to send Shasha and Sarah to their school first. We thought that Izzat's surgery was at 10 am but it was actually at 9 am. Izzat did not have a time to take a bath. As soon as we arrived, the doctors are all waiting for us. It broke my heart when Izzat was crying loudly in the surgery room before the doctor put the gas mask on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I took leave from Thursday to Tuesday to take care of him. He has to be under my intensive care, as I don't trust my maid for the task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, he got his appetite back. Easily finish up a full bowl of porridge for every meal. His mouth like a chatterbox. He loves aeroplane so much he has a special name for it, Dodo. Everytime he sees or hear the sound of aeroplane, he will says, 'Dodo'! Dunno how he get the name though. He also has a special expression everytime he sees animals he likes. Like bear, cat, rabbit.. Whenever he sees them, he will say, 'Eeeeee! Odtho..!!' Something similar with 'Dodo'. I don't know quite how to spell it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He will get angry everytime he cannot get or do anything he wants. Well, very much alike his sister, Sarah when she was at his age. Everytime he sees me or my husband dressed up, he will be the first one to be infront of the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah.. We have gone through it. &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/5070070166441998378-5559110239311884419?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5559110239311884419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/surgery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5559110239311884419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5559110239311884419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/surgery.html' title='The Surgery'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAKGdux0yH4/TpQjcL-c4dI/AAAAAAAAAmo/eRTEXJ5Tyg8/s72-c/PA060845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8602137428741196451</id><published>2011-10-04T13:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:55:56.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa Kau Kejam Sangat??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Korang ada baca KOSMO hari ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerita muka depan tu memang sedih betul. Cerita orang lahirkan anak lepas tu terus campak baby tak berdosa tu ke bawah dari tingkat 2. Siap ada gambar baby tu. Nak menangis baca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zaman sekarang dah banyak sangat benda macam tu berlaku. Apa dah tak ada belas kasihan langsung ke pada diri manusia yang buat tu. Apa dah tak boleh nak berfikir secara waras lagi ke bila berdepan dengan situasi macam tu sampai sanggup ambil jalan mudah bunuh saja nyawa yang baru saja lahir ke dunia ni semata-mata untuk selamatkan diri sendiri. Apakah rasa malu mempunyai anak luar nikah tu sangat besar sampai sanggup melenyapkan terus anak yang pernah dikandung 9 bulan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the first place, kena ingat semua yang berlaku tu atas sebab salah diri sendiri. Perkara-perkara zina ni boleh dielakkan dari mula. Disebabkan turutkan nafsu, consequences ni semua dah tak nak fikir. Yang lelaki lagilah tak heran. Yang dia tau dia nak, dapat, syoklah.. Yang perempuan ni tak fikir langsung kesan tu pada dia. Bila dah start buat salah, buat dosa, janganlah ditambah lagi dosa tu dengan membunuh. Kenapalah kau kejam sangat sampai sanggup bunuh baby yang sepatutnya disayangi sepenuh hati!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Korang tahu tak betapa bahagianya bila mempunyai anak-anak darah daging sendiri? Bila anak tu lahir, betapa bahagianya bila dengar tangisan pertama dia, melihat wajah dan pergerakannya. Betapa indahnya hidup ini bila melihat anak membesar, melihat telatahnya setiap hari, mendengar gelak tawa &amp;amp; tangisannya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Untuk orang-orang yang berhati kejam yang sanggup bunuh baby ni.. korang memang tak layak untuk jadi ibu/bapa mahupun disayangi oleh orang lain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tetiba teringat kat Izzat. Pagi tadi dia menangis sungguh sungguh tak bagi I pergi kerja. Rasa tak mau pergi, nak peluk dia, nak tenangkan dia, nak bagi dia makan, nak dengar dia ketawa.... Tapi nak buat macamana sayang... ibu kena pergi kerja jugak. Siannn anak ibu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Khamis ni Izzat punya surgery kat Gleneagles. Ya Allah permudahkanlah urusan kami. Permudahkanlah untuk Izzat hadapi semua ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8602137428741196451?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8602137428741196451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/kenapa-kau-kejam-sangat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8602137428741196451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8602137428741196451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/kenapa-kau-kejam-sangat.html' title='Kenapa Kau Kejam Sangat??!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8621439112938961604</id><published>2011-09-22T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:12:46.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Masa Nak Rajin Ni?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lamanya tak update blog ni... Sawang di sana sini... Entah kenapa rasa sangat sangat malas nak update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebenarnya ada banyak benda yang buatkan I jadi malas dan tak jumpa jumpa mood nak update blog ni. Start daripada seminggu sebelum raya, I ada terima news yang buat rasa sedih &amp;amp; frust. Lepas tu Izzat pulak kena infection. Bila check di Gleneagles, doktor kata kena buat surgery. Tarikh pun dah pilih in October. Masa raya pun ada macam-macam benda jugak. Tiba-tiba Izzat kena asthma lepas pergi rumah saudara yang bela banyak kucing dan arnab. I tak tidur langsung satu malam jaga Izzat and the next day I demam. Tak sihat bukan sehari tapi 7 hari!! Seumur hidup I tak pernah sakit lama macam tu. Sampai pergi check darah takut kena denggi. So, disebabkan macam-macam benda, sampai sekarang I malas nak update blog. Bukan setakat blog, internet pun malas nak masuk. Check fb pun through hp je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, nantilah bila rajin I update yek....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8621439112938961604?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8621439112938961604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/09/bila-masa-nak-rajin-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8621439112938961604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8621439112938961604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/09/bila-masa-nak-rajin-ni.html' title='Bila Masa Nak Rajin Ni?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-182374816787009204</id><published>2011-08-21T22:08:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T13:42:34.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita Ceriti Ramadhan 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sedar tak sedar, sekarang dah masuk minggu keempat puasa. So far puasa penuh lagi, alhamdulillah... Tahun lepas sampai 14 hari kena ganti.. fuhh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tahun ni puasa ada bibik senang sikit. Dapatlah masak hari-hari especially on weekdays. Bila balik kerja bibik dah siapkan benda-benda nak masak, I terus masuk dapur &amp;amp; jadi chef la :) Berat pun dah turun banyak jugak bulan puasa ni. Sekarang dah 48 kg. Alhamdulillah.. daripada 52 ke 48 tu kalau bulan biasa sangatlah susah nak dapat. Dah lama berat I tak reach 40 so bila dapat 48 balik tu rasa seronoknya.... Tapi lepas ni nak maintain memang sangat mencabar nih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sehari dua sebelum puasa, Sogo buat Member Day Sale. Biasa la Sogo tu. Ada je idea nak mengabiskan duit orang. I pun macam biasa kena la pergi. Borong susu Enfagrow Izzat. Bukan senang nak dapat murah macam tu. Sogo kalau dah Member Sale tu memang dahsyat la. Orang punya la ramai, tak bernafas dok kat dalam tu. Especially kat Children Department. Nak lalu pun susah. Jem tu... Tapi yang kesian tu babies dengan budak-budak kecik. For me, kalau nak pergi sale yang sesak teruk macam tu, janganlah bawak babies &amp;amp; kids. Kesian tau tengok diorang menangis-nangis tengah parents dok sibuk mencari &amp;amp; membeli barang. Ada tu babies were left with the fathers. Mothers pergi cari barang. Tapi bila baby nangis, bapaknya tak tau nak buat apa. Call-call maknya tak dapat-dapat. Haru.. yang lagi teruk, parents boleh tinggalkan their small kids or babies dengan abang kakaknya yang baru sekolah rendah. Kalau jadi apa-apa macam mana? Ish..ish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During 1st weekend puasa, balik Melaka berbuka dengan mak. Kat rumah penuh dengan rambutan. Semua dah masak ranum. Sayangnya... kalau bukan bulan puasa, I dah angkut banyak-banyak bawak KL bagi kat kengkawan, mentua, ipar duai, jiran... Tapi sebab bulan puasa, bawak balik sikit jelah bagi kat kengkawan &amp;amp; jiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643322069562605938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W88eX_Iowfk/TlEbhc1mwXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wfIw2op-ts8/s320/07082011183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rambutan gula batu yang sedang masak ranum. Yang sebelah bawah dah berkurang sebab mak dah banyak bagi kat orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643322070535087138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_srXrDcrdQ/TlEbhgddpCI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/i_mRtjngLsg/s320/07082011184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bebudak ni memang menyibuk je nak bergambar sama dengan pokok rambutan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Monday, 8.8.2011, Izzat dah boleh jalan sendiri without pegang tangan orang lain. Bila kitorang balik dari sembahyang terawih tiba-tiba Izzat sambut kat muka pintu sambil berjalan sendiri bukan main laju lagi. Hahaha.. anak ibu dah confident dah. Sebelum ni Izzat dah boleh jalan tapi tak confident nak pegang tangan orang baru boleh jalan. Tapi dia pegang sambil tarik tangan orang la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328150028958482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0IKDa9FZ7Y/TlEhDYVwOxI/AAAAAAAAAmA/uOSsByoV7qE/s320/Izzat%2Bstanding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzat sambut ibu &amp;amp; ayah balik dari terawih dengan surprise... dah boleh jalan sendiri&lt;/em&gt;..yeay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Weekend kedua puasa on Saturday, iftar kat rumah kakak di Enstek. Sebelum tu pergi IKEA dulu kononnya nak cari floor lamp. Tapi tak ada yang menarik la. Sudahnya beli benda-benda lain. Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah kitorang tinggalkan kat Smartland dengan bibik. Biar diorang main kat situ sementara kitorang shopping kat IKEA. Izzat pulak tidur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643322077854593858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1kAndPEDy4/TlEbh7ukc0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/8ascRWvnkSo/s320/13082011189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzat @ IKEA. Baru bangun tidur terus nak berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328143539751106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lfPSJSGz1eo/TlEhDAKmyMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wytAxkcmRgw/s320/13082011188.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah tak kisah kena tinggal kat Smartland. Laaagiii diorang suka...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643322080898049954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-esIlDaQWrJc/TlEbiHEL56I/AAAAAAAAAlg/I7U2JWpLcGI/s320/13082011194.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dah sampai kat rumah Mak Long, Izzat terus tunjuk skill berjalannya itu... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643322086242317506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtRehL7GCHo/TlEbia-W9MI/AAAAAAAAAlo/oAth-kru_C8/s320/13082011191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzat dengan sepupu sepapat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sabtu lepas pulak iftar kat rumah adik, Murni. The original plan was to have it at our house. Tiba-tiba last minute tak jadi sebab something happened to Izzat. Entah macam mana dia terkena infection kat 'bird' dia. Mula-mula tak perasan apa pun cuma masa tukarkan pampers dia, dia menangis sambil pegang bird. Esoknya (last Friday), masa berbuka kat rumah in laws, tetiba keluar nanah pulak. Bila sakit tu memang terjerit-jerit Izzat. Kesiannya... Terus bawak pergi klinik dekat dekat situ. Doktor tu cakap takde apa boleh buat cuma bagi antibiotik &amp;amp; ubat tahan sakit pas tu kena sunatkan Izzat sebab kulit Izzat kat situ jenis melekat. Tu yang bila dia kencing berjangkit kuman tu. Tapi yang tak puas hati tu doktor tu langsung tak tengok keadaan 'bird' Izzat. So esoknya, Sabtu, kitorang pergi klinik panel dekat dengan rumah. Doktor Fazliyana ni kitorang suka sebab dia check betul-betul. So according to her, memang biasanya kalau kes macam ni option dia kena sunatkan anak walaupun dia kecil lagi. Tapi kena baikkan bengkak dia dulu. So dia bagi ubat-ubat untuk baikkan bengkak. Alhamdulillah... sekarang Izzat dah ok. Tapi Doktor Fazliyana suruh consult ada sorang paediatric surgeon dekat Gleneagles Hospital. So esok kitorang akan bawak Izzat pergi situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328909538346018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xulPn6qy9yY/TlEhvlu5xCI/AAAAAAAAAmI/DwOiuOTR-2k/s320/20082011198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iftar cum Zuhaira's birthday celebration kat rumah adik. Seronoknya budak-budak ni nyanyi lagu Happy Birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bulan puasa ni dekat area ofis I memang jem lah hari-hari. Dah memang kat situ heaven untuk cari barang-barang persiapan raya. Dengan Jalan TAR nya, Jalan Masjid Indianya, Sogo, Pertama Kompleks, Bangunan MARA... Apa barang yang tak ada kat sini? Semua ada jual. Benda-benda pelik macam dalam gambar ni pun ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643328144353739122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kab8UsryTd8/TlEhDDMrQXI/AAAAAAAAAl4/TErTCXMhst4/s320/12082011187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I rasa kalau pakai selipar ni pergi masjid, gerenti tak kena curi pasal orang nak curi kena fikir tiga pat kali sebab bentuknya yang pelik tu, cemana nak pakai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hot item tahun ini adalah kerongsang jurai. Kemain ramai orang membelinya termasuklah I.. haha.. mestilah ikut trend kann.. Kalau tudung tu, macam-macam jenis tudung ada. Taklah macam zaman I student dulu, kalau tahun ni musim tudung bawal tiga segi, tahun depan musim tudung bawal empat segi pulak. Hehe.. Sampai pening nak beli tudung apa. Ingat ikut trend tudung lilitlah.. dengan kerongsang jurai kat tepi :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Itulah setakat ni cerita Ramadhan tahun ni... Insya Allah lagi seminggu nak raya. Moga kita sama-sama beroleh keberkatan pada Ramdhan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-182374816787009204?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/182374816787009204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/08/cerita-ceriti-ramadhan-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/182374816787009204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/182374816787009204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/08/cerita-ceriti-ramadhan-2011.html' title='Cerita Ceriti Ramadhan 2011'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W88eX_Iowfk/TlEbhc1mwXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wfIw2op-ts8/s72-c/07082011183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1864836957503126168</id><published>2011-08-14T22:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:00:16.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You See Me On TV?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No kidding... I did appeared on tv last nite. It was in this reality program show called 'Cubaan' in Astro Oasis at 7.30 pm (30 minutes show). Unfortunately, I didn't have a chance to watch it. Tak ada rezeki..... Nak tahu kenapa I boleh masuk rancangan tu? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last July weeks before Ramadhan, when I was on my way to go to Bak Boutique at Jalan TAR during lunch hour to buy baju raya for my kids, I saw a man wearing white clothes lying down on the street, crying in pain. There was blood on his clothes and from the way he looked, I assumed that he was a street beggar. But I was looking from a far, coz I feared that he might be mentally unstable and will attack people, who knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I asked one girl at one of the shops there, what happened? Did anyone called the ambulance? She just shook her head and told me she's not sure. People passed by but nobody tried to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I was worried and pity on him. I didn't have the courage to come near him so I dialled 999 to ask for help. A lady picked up my call and asked what's the matter. I told her that there is someone injured on the street next to the busy road at Jalan TAR and there is nobody trying to help him. I asked her to send ambulance immediately as I thought the man was really in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then suddenly, out of nowhere, someone whose face is so familiar approached me. He smiled and asked me to turned off my hand phone. I wasn't sure what is happening and then I saw the crews behind him, with cameras and microphones. I was totally in blank. My mind couldn't think as I'm trying to understand what is going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then I remember who the familiar face was. It was Akhil Hay. And I saw Astro logos on the crew member's T-Shirt and the microphone too. Akhil apologized to me and told me that I am in a reality program called Cubaan. But I could barely hear him, as I was so shocked! I said sorry to the lady on the line and turn off the handphone. I tried to smile but couldn't. I was blurred, really. I couldn't not think what I have to say and I cannot remember what is the show that Akhil was mentioning. After finished interviewed by him, Akhil gave me a souvenir from Astro Oasis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So if you did see me on Astro Oasis, please don't laugh at me ya! Have a pity on me.. hahahaha.. I'm one of the persons who cannot think straight if something like this happens to me. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am waiting for the repeat of the program. I need to watch how did I looked.. hehe.. I found out that the repeats of the program will be on tomorrow (15 August) at 11.30 am, 18 August at 12 pm and 19 August at 11.30 pm. Looks like I have no choice but to wait for 19th. Yang lain semua time kerja maaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can't wait to watch the program by myself..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1864836957503126168?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1864836957503126168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/08/did-you-see-me-on-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1864836957503126168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1864836957503126168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/08/did-you-see-me-on-tv.html' title='Did You See Me On TV?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3736659922283530362</id><published>2011-07-29T16:12:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:05:34.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at Perak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend kitorang saja buang masa pergi Perak. Reason? Sebelum ni dah dua kali niat pergi The Lost World of Tambun tak jadi sebab bila nak pergi je, budak-budak demam. So this time, bila tengok diorang ok, terus je kitorang on pergi. Sebenarnya tiket tu dah beli awal, valid sampai pertengahan September je. Bulan puasa dah tak lama lagi. September tu pulak dah raya. So memang terpaksa pergi bulan ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kitorang pergi dengan kawan hubby &amp;amp; family dia on Saturday. Sampai kat Tambun dah tengahari. Singgah lunch dekat McDonald. Lepas tu bila kitorang pergi je The Lost World tu, sekali tengok tak boleh masuk. Haikk??? What happened?? Rupa-rupanya TNB ada buat family day kat situ so dah full sangat orang lain tak boleh masuk. Haiyyaa.. Macam ni pun boleh ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik la member kitorang tu ada bawak tiket free pergi Bukit Merah Lake Town Resort. So bawak la budak-budak main air kat sana dulu. OK jugak tempatnya tapi crowded sangat. Orang tua pun sume dah jadi budak-budak bila main air. Habis main air, member ajak makan mee udang pulak kat Kuala Sipitang. Oh, kat situ rupanya mee udang yang famous tu. Apa lagi.. I follow je laaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tempat makan yang kitorang pergi tu betul-betul tepi jalan. Dari jauh tengok punya la ramai orang, siap ada bas persiaran berhenti parking kat situ. I dah terfikir, tak lambat ke servis nanti kalau orang ramai sangat ni? Tapi rupa-rupanya servisnya ok je. Walau pun waitressnya budak sekolah rendah (ini family business lah :)), tapi dapat minuman &amp;amp; makanan cepat. Makanan pun sampai tak lama lepas tu. Kitorang order mee udang, nasi goreng dengan udang, kuey teow udang &amp;amp; nasi putih dengan udang. Pendek kata memang menu semua ada udanglah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640123808772730706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEeiH1Ezllw/TkW-uK8fL1I/AAAAAAAAAkA/uUJMC1Ion6E/s320/23072011156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tempat kitorang makan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I order mee udang. Bila makan je... fuhh.. memang best lah! Kuahnya memang sedap sangat! Udang nya dalam 8 ke 9 ekor besar-besar pulak tu! Patutlah harganya RM7 :). Udang kapas kalau tak silap. Menu yang lain pun sedap juga. Walau pun order nasi goreng, tetap ada kuah mee udang kat sebelahnya. Sedap! Patutla popular tempat makan ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640123802046943698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rm3_CbFuWH4/TkW-tx470dI/AAAAAAAAAjw/m2JssF0ZxF8/s320/23072011154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mee udang yang famous itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640123805419753026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJTZpHLPOtE/TkW-t-dEzkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/danHKsdEtlQ/s320/23072011155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dalam nasi goreng ni tersembunyi udang-udang besar dan di sebelahnya kuah udang yang sangat sedap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Malamnya sebab hotel kat Lost World tu dah penuh, terpaksalah kitorang pergi The Heritage sebab tu je la hotel yang terdekat. OK jugak hotelnya. Then member kitorang call bagitau wife dia kena admit hospital sebab gastrik. Lepas makan mee udang lagi dia dah mengadu sakit perut. Dia kata dia tak boleh lambat makan nanti kena sakit perut teruk. Nampaknya kitorang terpaksa pergi Lost World without diorang lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next day (Ahad) my kids dah tak sabar-sabar dah nak pergi Lost World. Breakfast dulu kat hotel pas tu siap kemas-kemas barang untuk check-out terus. Sekali masa dalam lif masa nak breakfast tu, kitorang terserempak dengan dua orang mamat ni. Sorang tu tegur I. Tapi dia tak panggil nama I la. I tenung lama-lama, memang familiar dua orang ni tapi otak I tak boleh recall diorang ni siapa. At last selepas letih berfikir, otak I registerkan diorang as kawan-kawan masa kat U dulu. I pun siaplah tanya "you all ni kerja kat mana" then siap bagi business card lagi. Sekali bila balik ke bilik hotel, barulah I ingat yang diorang tu officemate lama masa di JB dulu. Ya Allah.. teruknya I punya memori. That's why sometimes kalau jalan-jalan terserempak dengan someone yang familiar tapi I tak boleh nak ingat, I try to avoid them. Sebenarnya malu tau dengan daya ingatan yang lemah macam ni. Memang serious punya problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa sampai kat Lost World, nasib baiklah orang tak ramai lagi. So siap ambil gambar dulu &amp;amp; beli topi takut panas. I ni ada migrain.. kalau boleh nak elak kena panas. Alhamdulillah tak kena migrain hari tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640112398378199090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0psP397uqg/TkW0V_6b6DI/AAAAAAAAAio/WcdKV5_Y3TU/s320/P7240744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dah siap siap pakai baju mandi dah... senang kat dalam tak payah nak cari tempat tukar baju.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kitorang tak terus pergi pool dulu. Instead kitorang pergi jalan-jalan kat dalam hutan dia. Bestlah tengok macam-macam binatang ada. Ada yang dibiar lepas bebas macam tu aje. Siap bagi makan kat burung dengan rabbit. Seronoknya! Suasana &amp;amp; view hutan tu lagi buat seronok jalan kat situ. Habis tour, baru mandi kat pool. My kids dah jumpa air apalagi.. enjoy sakanlah... Macam-macam ada kat situ. Bila penat, beli makanan dekat-dekat situ je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of the pictures taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640112404214535458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-38i3_Iv2s4k/TkW0WVp7VSI/AAAAAAAAAiw/4lpKCipAvuQ/s320/P7240756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Burung-burung ni semua jinak so boleh lepaskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640117295134052018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DyZCN1PcLns/TkW4zBwAjrI/AAAAAAAAAjg/N0mWNELbYOM/s320/P7240762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640117287346121314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhBTLW3LHN8/TkW4ykvOKmI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3wUENcXfbHI/s320/P7240754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ni merak albino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640112408576065778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IrpdSMRCwIA/TkW0Wl5zAPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Kcyrj12RWH0/s320/P7240769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seronok bagi parrots makan. Jinak sangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640112411243373522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSY04gzUQPU/TkW0Wv1u49I/AAAAAAAAAjA/RWax2FdnIvA/s320/P7240776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rabbits yang comel tapi kuat makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640117301730858786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0M2zWg0Fm38/TkW4zaUz1yI/AAAAAAAAAjo/PDKCXtOM2w4/s320/P7240761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640117290877977074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4BD9UHlOtc/TkW4yx5SAfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ZKtXxsy7J-k/s320/P7240758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Burung ni rupanya macam itik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640123810666203234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lbOv-iqUg9g/TkW-uR_7SGI/AAAAAAAAAkI/6gdaCThtM1Y/s320/P7240748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raccoon yang comel dan bijak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640128629818396562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZJYT6tgrBI/TkXDGyvWD5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/aEXvNVryKng/s320/P7240781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dekat big pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640126283813419602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzbh02gFGTg/TkXA-PMK-lI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ruQlwbEBX9o/s320/P7240789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seronokla diorang dapat air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640126259696866210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-LMPw1BQtM/TkXA81WVk6I/AAAAAAAAAkY/sWphkAml6dA/s320/P7240784.JPG" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah tunjuk swimming skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640123818819365506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gVKHYkmOayw/TkW-uwXyqoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Qnc5MqWQ9mY/s320/P7240782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzat excited main air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640126274423761010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vGX_DdUfu8/TkXA9sNgKHI/AAAAAAAAAkw/3X8EZz6UGCc/s320/P7240791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kapal pun ada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640126266455678274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEyVRPo9y9c/TkXA9Ohw3UI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7Xhu5_ctQjg/s320/P7240790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saat-saat sebelum tempayan menumpahkan airnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640126267977336802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfNiKI27MO0/TkXA9UMjh-I/AAAAAAAAAko/SGbt4Q9vGOI/s320/P7240792.JPG" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gedebushhhhh!!!! Izzat sampai tersedak-sedak tertelan air. Siannn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau korang pergi Perak, singgahlah tempat-tempat ni. Worth it pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So that was the story. Tak lama lagi nak puasa ni. Selamat berpuasa semua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3736659922283530362?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3736659922283530362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-at-perak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3736659922283530362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3736659922283530362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-at-perak.html' title='Weekend at Perak'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEeiH1Ezllw/TkW-uK8fL1I/AAAAAAAAAkA/uUJMC1Ion6E/s72-c/23072011156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6477844707409008667</id><published>2011-07-16T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:39:10.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Hari Ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekarang musim durian lagi ek? Kat tempat I durian dah boleh dapat 5 bijik for RM10. I ni memang suka makan durian. Kalau boleh tetiap minggu nak beli sebab along the way dari tempat kerja ke rumah I, ada 3 - 4 tempat orang jual durian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tadi my mom called bagitau yang dia dapat 6 bijik durian dari kebun peninggalan arwah abah. Alhamdulillah.. My mom ada upah anak jiran kitorang masa duduk di Umbai dulu untuk tengok-tengokkan kebun tu. Sayang kan kalau ada kebun yang ada pokok durian, manggis, duku, cempedak, rambai dan kundang tapi tak dapat nak merasa pun buah-buah tu sebab tak dapat nak selalu datang tengok. Rezeki pada orang-orang yang lalu di kebun tu sajalah. My mom kata nanti dia buatkan wajik durian nanti bolehlah kitorang merasa kalau balik kampung nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jom kita cerita pasal aktiviti pada hari ni. Hari ni bangun awal sebab nak pergi Sogo. Hehehe.. Apekehalnya pulak nak pergi Sogo padahal hari-hari dok menyinggah tak puas-puas lagi ke... Sebabnya I ada appointment buat facial dengan Shiseido. Facial free siapa tak nak... Lepas dapat Gold card ari tu, hari-hari I pergi Sogo sebab nak pakai vouchers dia yang boleh guna from 13 - 17th July. Sebenarnya vouchers yang Sogo bagi banyak. Ada satu buku. Tapi ada some yang valid 5 hari saja. So busy lah I hari-hari datang masa lunch hour nak pakai vouchers tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Appointment I pukul 11 pagi. Kitorang park kereta kat Sg. Besi pastu naik lrt. Senang. Tapi Izzat kena tinggal rumah dengan bibik. Takut nanti lama spend masa kat Sogo nanti Izzat meragam pulak. So sampai je Sogo, breakfast dulu kat Shogo cafe. Pakai la voucher yang I dapat tu so free 1 breakfast meal. Lepas breakfast, hantar Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah kat Kids Fun Time, tempat budak-budak main, buat art &amp;amp; macam-macam lagi sambil ada staff jaga. I guna voucher dapat 2 jam free. Seronokla budak-budak tu dapat main sampai 2 jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then pergila Gold &amp;amp; Platinum Lounge. Tunggu sekejap sambil diorang bagi refreshments sebab belum pukul 11. Staff Shiseido pun tak sampai lagi. Bila dia dah sampai, I pun buat facial dalam setengah jam. Bestnya muka kena belai. Kalu hari-hari macam ni kan ke bahagia rasanya. Haih.. Sekali buat facial pun dah beratus, lagi nak hari-hari? Sib baik la dapat free session ni. Lepas je facial, pergi kat kaunter make up dia pulak. Buat make-up free. Make-up artist dia budak lelaki Cina. Hihi.. Macam-macam mamat ni membebel pasal cara yang betul jaga muka. Dia kata kita mesti pakai produk yang ada SPF untuk elak cahaya matahari rosakkan kulit muka. I beritahu dia I hari-hari pakai moisturiser yang ada SPF15. Dia kata tak cukup, kena pakai sunblock. Dia sendiri pakai SPF sampai SPF50. Huiii.. berapa jenis produk yang ada SPF agaknya dia tepek kat muka dia yang licin tu. Pastu dia kata kalau pakai foundation, jangan sekali-kali sapu kat bibir. Nanti bibir jadi hitam. Ye ke. I tak pernah tau pun.. Lepas ni tak buat lagi la.. haha.. Kalau I ikut tatacara make up artist tu untuk make up sendiri kat rumah, rasanya satu jam pun I tak siap make up lagi. Banyak betul benda nak kena apply kat muka...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas habis make-up, kena ambil gambar masuk contest. I bukannya nak masuk contest, tapi nak make-up free aje. Tapi tak apalah setakat nak ambik gambar je, I don't mind :) Tapi kalau dah muka tu memang kurang jelita tambah lagi tak fotogenik, tau jelah apa hasilnya haha.. Yang kelakar tu kan, punya la penat mamat tu solekkan I dengan make-up Shiseido, hubby I boleh kata make-up I macam hantu. Hishhh!!!! Tak baik sungguh! I baru je nak perasan diva, ada je orang nak patahkan semangat.. LOL.. Agaknya sebab I tak pernah make-up tebal-tebal macam tu especially kat mata, tu yang rupa lain macam je tu.Takpelah bang... macam hantu pun takpelah.. Janji I dapat make-up Shiseido free. Hahaha!! Tapi bila I snap gambar nampak ok je make up tu. Memang kalau nak ambil gambar kena make up macam tu kot.. tebal-tebal.. bila ambil gambar nampak cantik..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas habis sesi tuh, kitorang singgah Pertama Kompleks. Tak boleh lama-lama kat Sogo sebab ramai sangat orang masa weekend. Especially kat tempat baju budak-budak tu.. nak lalu pun susah. Lepas lunch, hubby beli jeans &amp;amp; jumpa member lepas tu kitorang balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Begitulah kisah saya pada hari ini...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6477844707409008667?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6477844707409008667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/kisah-hari-ini.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6477844707409008667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6477844707409008667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/kisah-hari-ini.html' title='Kisah Hari Ini'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4216278004971122501</id><published>2011-07-11T13:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T14:01:40.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sogo Gold Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorrylah yek my previous entry tu macam emo pulak. Hahaha.. makcik memang emo sebab stranded unnecessarily dalam traffic jam. Pastu hubby yang outstation patut balik rumah sampai pukul 10 malam tapi sampai pukul 2 pagi sebab roadblock jalan masuk ke KL. Tensen la makcik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Takpe. Kita lupakan perkara yang tak berfaedah tu. Nak cerita recently I dapat postage daripada Sogo. Ingatkan ada promo-promo baru ke. Surat kemain tebal lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rupa-rupanya I dapat ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627968922865359954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwSCOZGLA08/ThqP6sZT3FI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Zm5qcbXrhOw/s320/11072011128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hasil daripada kerja-kerja bershopping di Sogo, I dapat exclusive invitation untuk official opening Sogo punya Platinum &amp;amp; Gold Lounges. My silver card has been upgraded to gold. Waahhh.. Sogo dah siap ada tempat exclusive macam tu ke.. Makcik sukeee... Dekat lounge ni, siapa yang diberi S Card Gold or Platinum cards dia dapat privilege untuk bersantai kat sini dengan cosy place to rest &amp;amp; unwind, free wi-fi with snacks &amp;amp; beverages, retail therapy, gym with personal trainer &amp;amp; karaoke pun ada!! Bestnya... Buleh la saya selalu bersenam di gym tersebut sebab free! (Ha..ha.. macam la rajin..:P) Bukan tu aja.. ada massage service (slimming ke traditional ke sume pun ada..), manicure &amp;amp; pedicure, facial treatment... tapi ni semua kena bayar la. But I got vouchers untuk free treatment &amp;amp; discounts vouchers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627968921792838930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZo8BHk_ySo/ThqP6oZmfRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uLWhrqTmGnA/s320/11072011129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The official opening is on 13th July at 11 am. Mana nak pergi, kan tengah working hours tu. Anyway, ada launching activities from 13 to 17 July from 10 am to 9 pm. So I definitely will go there. Rugi kalau tak pergi. Dapat banyak benda free. Siapa tak nak kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627968933908536786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbCh726QYJc/ThqP7ViNXdI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tGbWGTQH49o/s320/11072011131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Sorry gambar blur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pandai sungguh Sogo mengambil hati shoppers tegar macam I ni. I lappp Sogo.. heheheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4216278004971122501?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4216278004971122501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/sogo-gold-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4216278004971122501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4216278004971122501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/sogo-gold-card.html' title='Sogo Gold Card'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwSCOZGLA08/ThqP6sZT3FI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Zm5qcbXrhOw/s72-c/11072011128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4245086042295160878</id><published>2011-07-09T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:15:14.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa yang BERSIH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni most of major roads yang ke KL semua kena tutup. Semuanya gara-gara BERSIH punya hal. I sebenarnya tak sure la apa yang diperjuangkan oleh BERSIH. Dengar sebelah sini kata diorang perjuangkan ketelusan dan keadilan dalam pilihanraya. Dengar sebelah sana pulak kata diorang ni nak perjuangkan hak non-muslim dan nak ubah hak-hak istimewa muslim. Tak tahulah apa sebenarnya agenda BERSIH ni. Tapi disebabkan BERSIH ni haru-biru suasana di KL sepanjang last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On last Tuesday, as I mentioned in my FB, I sampai lewat ke ofis coz I was stuck in the road jam for more than 1 and half hours! I keluar rumah awal 10 minit daripada hari sebelumnya. Lepas hantar Shasha pergi sekolah macam biasa I masuk highway Serdang-UPM. I biasa guna jalan ni untuk ke LRT Sg. Besi sebab kalau lalu jalan pekan Seri Kembangan - South City Plaza tu selalu jem sebab parents hantar anak pergi sekolah. Manalah nak tahu yang hari tu polis dok buat roadblock kat bawah flyover Mines-South City Plaza tu. At first I thought there was an accident. Tapi kalau ada accident biasanya tak lama lepas tu jalan clear. Dari sebelum sampai bangunan Minlon lagi dah crawling, very slow moving. Bila tengok jam dah pukul 8 and I was still infront of Serdang KTM Station, I knew I won't make it to the office at 8.15. Bila sampai je kat roadblock tu, rasa mendidih aje darah ni.... Apa tak ada masa lain ke korang nak buat roadblock haaa? Masa tu kan rush hour, orang semua nak pergi kerja. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S.T.U.P.I.D.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;En. Polis boleh tolong jawabkan tak pada bos I kenapa I datang 50 minit lewat dari waktu ofis? En. Polis boleh tolong back-up I tak bila yearly appraisal I ada bad record datang kerja lewat? Boleh ke En. Polis.. Ha? Ha? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yang kita punya authorities pun satu hal jugak yang I tak faham. Kata kalau BERSIH nak buat perhimpunan, buatlah kat stadium. Jangan ganggu orang ramai. Tapi bila diorang apply untuk buat kat stadium, korang tak bagi pulak...? Apakehalnya.... So, you left them with no other option than to march along the streets, protesting. Kan dah menyusahkan the public. Apa lagi orang yang berbisnes at the affected areas. Kesian SOGO tak boleh bukak kedai hari tu tau. Kesian peniaga kat Jalan TAR tak boleh bisnes. Masa weekend la diorang dapat sale lebih. I tak faham la. Kenapa instead of bagi diorang permit untuk berkumpul di stadium tertutup, sanggup tutup semua jalan utama ke KL, semata-mata konon tak mau bagi perhimpunan tu jadi. Apakah..? Tak ke keputusan tu menyusahkan dan merugikan banyak pihak? Kot kalau you all bayar pampasan kat orang-orang yang affected tu , takpe la. Ni tidak pun. Bukan tu aje, all public transport pun kena tahan tak boleh reach KL area. Habis tu kalau orang tu nak balik rumah dia kat Kampung Baru, dia kena la jalan kaki daripada hentian bas kat Tasik Selatan tu sampai ke rumah dia ke? Haduiii... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S.T.U.P.I.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas tu ada pulak group lain, PATRIOT dengan PERKASA nak sibuk-sibuk glemer kata nak lawan balik perhimpunan BERSIH ni. Yang kau sibuk-sibuk tu kenapa? Orang tu nak buat secara aman (katanya) buat apa kau sibuk nak serang-serang diorang? Kan ke dah jadi riot nanti? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;V.E.R.Y.V.E.R.Y.S.T.U.P.I.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kalau kau tak menyibuk takdenye jadi gaduh-gaduh. Betul tak? Buat apa sibuk nak bergaduh pulak dengan diorang. Fikirlah sikit kot ye pun nak dapat nama konon memperjuangkan apa pun I tak tau lah. I rasa you all ni nak glemer je. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sudahnya takkan ada siapa pun yang menang. The truth is you are all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L.O.S.E.R.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I takde sokong mana-mana parti politik sebab I rasa semua parti politik ni kotor. Tak ada pun yang I boleh betul-betul respect. Tapi jangan kata I tak pernah mengundi. I did. Tapi dengan terpaksa la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I vote for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.E.A.C.E.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4245086042295160878?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4245086042295160878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/apa-yang-bersih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4245086042295160878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4245086042295160878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/07/apa-yang-bersih.html' title='Apa yang BERSIH?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1790402904914746400</id><published>2011-06-30T12:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T12:52:55.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa Benda Yang Naik Tak Mau Turun Turun...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hah apa dia? Sure macam-macam jawapan keluar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jawapannya adalah berat badan saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haduii.. sangatlah stress bila timbang berat tengok the digital scale almost reached 52 kg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Huwaaaa!!! Apasal la sekarang badan cepat naik.. nak turun punyalah susah...! ( Lagi mau bising padahal hari-hari mulut dok asyik mengunyah! :P).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously, cerita pasal berat badan bertambah ni memang buat I stress. Dulu masa jadi student, berat I just 40 kg. Makan banyak cemana pun, berat tak akan naik. Maintainnnn je... Kengkawan pun jeles. I guess sebab I punya kadar metabolisma tinggi tu yang berat tak boleh nak naik tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila dah start kerja, berat still tak naik sampailah I kahwin. Lepas kahwin, berat naik kg. Apakah..?? Lepas tu I got pregnant &amp;amp; lepas lahirkan Shasha, my weight started to climb up. Naik 3 kilo tu!!! And I guess all the fats reside in my tummy. So I was 45 kg after I got my first child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila lepas dapat Sarah pulak, naik lagi 3 kg. So jadi 48 kg. Haiyyaa!! Patutla ada perempuan yang kahwin tapi tak mau pregnant. Susah nak maintain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And for the latest addition Izzat, as expected, naik lagi 3 kg jadi 51 kg! Campur habit suka mengunyah &amp;amp; selera makan boleh tahan seminggu dua ni, naik lagi almost 1 kg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What a nightmare... So rasanya nak tambah anak lagi ke tak ni? Hmmmm.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess it has reached the critical point to start out the diet plan soon. Tengah fikir diet yang macam mana yang I boleh buat. Nak buat drastic diet, takut tak tahan. So I think for the first step, I have to cut short my dinner intake. Kalau boleh jangan ambil nasi langsung! See what's the result. Then if I could, I should not eat any rice for lunch too. Boleh ke ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kena fikir positif ni. It shall be done. Insyaallah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1790402904914746400?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1790402904914746400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/apa-benda-yang-naik-tak-mau-turun-turun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1790402904914746400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1790402904914746400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/apa-benda-yang-naik-tak-mau-turun-turun.html' title='Apa Benda Yang Naik Tak Mau Turun Turun...?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6485421715426270461</id><published>2011-06-26T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T18:09:51.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Izzat Nak Berjalan Ni?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Izzat dah nak masuk setahun 3 bulan dah. Tapi belum pandai berjalan lagi... Kakak-kakaknya by this age dah pandai jalan dah. Tapi Izzat suka berjalan sambil sebelah tangannya kita pegang. Kalau orang dulu-dulu suruh jalankan anak atas embun kalau budak tu lambat berjalan. Betul ke menjadi petua tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622466668884509026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1aR1udwWyA/TgcDpXBVwWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Q2OBCM7VNDg/s320/20062011114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622466655361309890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6xWW-7EpaI/TgcDokpKHMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/z4YFJnea0AI/s320/20062011113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622466642373090290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7StsGP3lGk8/TgcDn0Qhm_I/AAAAAAAAAho/VQSV16cqQKk/s320/20062011111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622466649667433746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFwqPkpVAvg/TgcDoPbodRI/AAAAAAAAAhw/1E0jvGccIk0/s320/20062011112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kitorang siap belikan mainan yang baby boleh tolak nak bantu dia berjalan tu tapi tak menjadi juga... Cepatla berjalan Izzat sayang.. risau pulak ibu..&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/5070070166441998378-6485421715426270461?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6485421715426270461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/bila-izzat-nak-berjalan-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6485421715426270461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6485421715426270461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/bila-izzat-nak-berjalan-ni.html' title='Bila Izzat Nak Berjalan Ni?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1aR1udwWyA/TgcDpXBVwWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Q2OBCM7VNDg/s72-c/20062011114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-898938833800645234</id><published>2011-06-25T17:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T18:17:33.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnya Saya Berjaya..!!</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya telah berjaya..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Membeli beg idamanku ini.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622094621317978786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1NbcOwRnMrY/TgWxRV1K2qI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Lp7QD423lvY/s320/25062011118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622094619427876818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErgHM2k-V7A/TgWxROyiL9I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7cgz1Z0MRP8/s320/25062011119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622096300077015010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ysa9japu_gM/TgWyzDsg3-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/G8LqS_NMCEQ/s320/25062011123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622094614452990514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEn1DHhZyYA/TgWxQ8QbcjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/UTrdIDzDd2w/s320/25062011121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walau pun kaler yang I nak tak ada, kaler yang ini pun not bad. Punyala lama teringin, baru sekarang saya mendapat... haha... niat nak beli asyik tertangguh bila pikir bajet. Mula-mula ingat nak beli online je.. Tapi bila dah decide nak beli, tak ada pulak blog yang tengah menjual. Sekali kebetulan semalam I cuti sebab pagi kena pergi ambil result exam Shasha kat sekolah, lepas tu pergi jalan-jalan menghabiskan masa kat MidValley &amp;amp; The Gardens. Tak sangka pulak dekat Isetan Marc Jacobs tengah buat 3-day sale. So the bag was selling at 40% discount. So dapat lebih kurang harga yang I nampak kat blog yang I pernah tengok jual beg ni. So, apa lagi.. sambar je la. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Puas hati. Memang leather ni sangat cantik. Very high quality. Maka lepas ni tak payah hari-hari surf blog jual beg lagi haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-898938833800645234?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/898938833800645234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/akhirnya-saya-berjaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/898938833800645234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/898938833800645234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/akhirnya-saya-berjaya.html' title='Akhirnya Saya Berjaya..!!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1NbcOwRnMrY/TgWxRV1K2qI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Lp7QD423lvY/s72-c/25062011118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-9025131589796239587</id><published>2011-06-13T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T01:28:58.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last 2 weeks I was sick. With coughing and 2 times one-day fever. On Friday 3rd June, Sarah caught the fever and the next day (Saturday) Izzat suddenly got the fever too while we were under our way back to kampung. The cause of the illness must be the hot weather, I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I actually took 3 days leave from Monday to Wednesday last school holiday to go and spend our time at The Lost World of Tambun and Cammeron Highland. I mentioned this in my previous entry. But because Sarah and Izzat's hot temperatures, (39 (Izzat) and 40 (Sarah) degree celcius!), we had to postpone our plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On last Tuesday, both of the kids looked much better. The temperature was reduced and they were actively played together. So we decided to proceed with our plan but to go for Cameron Highland only as I only have two more days left. So off we go to Cameron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Along the journey, the three kids were really happy. But I was feeling dizzy and want to throw up as we move up to the hill. It must be the new car. I haven't feel like this when we were travelling with our Spectra. But with this Pajero 4 wheel drive, although it is far more comfortable, I don't think it's suitable for going to higher places like Cameron and Genting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After checked in at the hotel, we went to the Strawberry Farm. Sarah and Shasha were eager to see and pluck the strawberries by themselves. But I stayed in the car as Izzat just falled asleep. And hubby, like always, forgot to snap any pictures. Then we just ride on to see what are the other places that we can go for the next day. Lastly, we stop at the Pasar Malam to buy some dinner and see what are the interesting items being sold. We bought some food, honey and keychains for souvenier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went back to the hotel at 7 pm. We took showers, prayed and eat our dinner. When came the bedtime, then the problem started. Izzat and Sarah were felt hot again and when checked, Izzat's was 39+ closed to 40 degree celcius. Sarah was 40. God, we realized then that it was a mistake to go to Cameron Highlands while the kids were still not well. I didn't sleep as I have to constantly checking on Izzat's temperature and hubby was taking care of Sarah. Izzat also couldn't sleep as the fever and cough were disturbing him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So after we checked out, we didn't go anywhere else but straight to our home. When we move down the hill, I felt dizzy again and was trying so hard to prevent myself from throwing up. Sarah didn't make it. She throw up in a palstic bag. So I was busy taking care of myself, Sarah and Izzat at the passenger's seat. I really thought that it took longer time to reach the downhill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Izzat was looking tired and was sleeping the whole journey. When we were safely arrived at our home, he was not active and constantly crying. At night, we brought him and Sarah to clinic and the temperature taken was 40. The doc wrote two letters for Izzat and Sarah to be referred to specialist and at the same time put a fever capsule through Izzat's anus. We decided not to go straight to the hospital as we want to see whether Izzat's condition will be improved by that night. But it was me who actually was reluctant as I was afraid that Izzat could be admitted. My kids was never been admitted to hospital before beside Sarah who got jaundice after she was delivered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our expectation came true as at that night, Izzat was feeling better after he poo poo (hehe). He suddenly became active. And the next day, the temperature was normal. The fever was gone. But we brought him and Sarah to the specialist, just to make sure that everything is allright. When we reached the hospital, we were told that the paediatrician has gone out for lunch and she was the only paediatrician available. The paediatrician that we used to see took two weeks leave to perform umrah. So we have to go back and come again at 3.30 pm. When we came to the hospital again, Izzat was terrified to see the paediatrician. He was screaming when the paed took his temperature and tried to check on him. The temperature was normal but the paed decided to take blood test as she saw some rashes at Izzat's back. Sarah's temperature was 38 but the paed said her blood doesn't need to be tested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When the result came out, it showed that Izzat has viral infection in his blood and Izzat has low intake of water in his body. It made we wonder as Izzat was ok on consuming milk and water. It must be the high temperature that dehydrated the body. So there it is. Izzat has to be admitted to ward to monitor his viral infection. Poor Izzat. We went back to our home to get what are needed as the room was not ready yet. When we went into the ward, there was already a girl who also being admitted. We forgot to ask for one single bed room. So we were given four bedded room. Tak apalah.. It's ok with us. When comes the time to see the paed to put the needle into Izzat's veins, I was so worried. Like expected, Izzat was screaming so loud I couldn't bear to see him in pain when the paed put the needle inside. And I cried too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So Izzat was admitted for 2 nights and 2 days (we got to get into the ward at 7 pm). On the second night, we got ourselves a one single room. It was so much better because our sleep wasn't disturbed with noises and we got our privacy. But Izzat would cry everytime a nurse or doctor came to our room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On last Saturday afternoon, the doctor said that Izzat can go home. His lung condition has been improved. So hubby came to picked us up. So far, Izzat has been better and more cheerful, Alhamdulillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of the pictures taken while we were on our way to Cameron Highlands and at the ward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617598134444019058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLpfqayyTO8/TfW3vW5uzXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RHL_IWpdKqU/s320/P6070721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617369763531383842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5y2Quqp6RU/TfToCa9O5CI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Ws5dmiXErwo/s320/P6070716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617369771205114802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxmDvVNGGik/TfToC3iyu7I/AAAAAAAAAgA/hAc_SYrkE8Y/s320/P6070717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617369789791375426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKbNXnazWdo/TfToD8yGkEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/UyAdBFzEoeI/s320/P6070719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617598107904883490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwGtVxgtDY0/TfW3t0CTuyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/GOTq2yYmOQI/s320/P6090723.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617369779543398562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_yTn1YHyks/TfToDWmy2KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/HpMsZZ5YhaA/s320/P6090726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617593695262071538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egjfy0j_Kac/TfWzs9qR2vI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JxrXLCgl814/s320/P6090730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617598101740770706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkSGlU45px8/TfW3tdEq1ZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PpA8X2Y3xew/s320/P6090729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-9025131589796239587?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/9025131589796239587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/warded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/9025131589796239587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/9025131589796239587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/06/warded.html' title='Warded'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLpfqayyTO8/TfW3vW5uzXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RHL_IWpdKqU/s72-c/P6070721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8716092841205535438</id><published>2011-05-31T21:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T00:16:34.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti Sekolah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuti sekolah dah start. Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah dah sibuk tanya nak pergi mana cuti ni. Ayah kata kita pergi Cameron Highland je la. Lepas tu singgah Lost World of Tambun. Sebenarnya ayah ada kerja kat Cameron. Tak kisahlah.. asalkan budak-budak dapat berjalan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila cuti sekolah ni jalan depan opis I tu mulalah jem sentiasa. Maklumlah.. parents bawak anak-anak shopping kat Sogo &amp;amp; Jalan TAR. Sogo pun tengah sale. Kalau tengahari pergi Sogo, tak larat nak beli barang pasal ramai sangat orang. Beratur panjang. Ramai betul orang kat Sogo kalau cuti sekolah ni. By the way, children department kat Sogo dah being upgraded so it's much..much better sekarang. Arrangement dia very nice. Buat orang lagi suka nak membeli.. haha.. I perasan dah ada brand-brand baru yang sebelum ni tak ada like Nike &amp;amp; Osh Kosh. Last 3 weeks I beli romper Osh Kosh harga RM39 je. Ok la kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekarang ni tiba-tiba rasa teringin la nak beli beg baru... (cheh! padahal baru je sebulan beli beg baru dah teringin lagi :P). Ni pengaruh tengok beg cantik kat blog la ni.. Sebenarnya sebelum dapat bonus hari tu I dah berangan nak beli beg satu brand ni. Bajet-bajet bonus boleh la dapat macam last year sebab performance maintain. Sekali tengok allocation bonus tahun ni kurang.. Sedihnya... bukannya sikit... kurang RM10k tu.. Banyak benda boleh buat dengan duit banyak tu. So tak jadi la beli bag brand memahal. Beli kat Charles &amp;amp; Keith je la. Yang lain simpan la dalam ASB, beli perabot sikit &amp;amp; spend untuk anak-anak. Syukurlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inilah beg yang I teringin tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612885816838967042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4BJu04nhnt8/TeT56X2DzwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/CgPFNUqZw0M/s320/1%255B2%255D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini pun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612913355007279618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft7ehkCGbFM/TeUS9ThBQgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Tx9sFw5w_7o/s320/images%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gorgeous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612910296106917570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3alkAsBorM/TeUQLQOV3sI/AAAAAAAAAfk/6xWw4d-RFb4/s320/5A%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Niceee.....mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi kalau ada duit lebih, boleh lah beli. Bulan ni nak pakai banyak duit sebab Tadika Sarah masuk semester kedua, banyak nak kena bayar. Hai.. budak-budak zaman sekarang, yuran tadika pun mengalahkan yuran universiti. Mahal!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklahh.. Selamat Bercuti Sekolahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8716092841205535438?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8716092841205535438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/cuti-sekolah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8716092841205535438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8716092841205535438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/cuti-sekolah.html' title='Cuti Sekolah'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4BJu04nhnt8/TeT56X2DzwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/CgPFNUqZw0M/s72-c/1%255B2%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8785288301112977190</id><published>2011-05-24T13:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T14:13:50.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Anak Terbuang... Pedulikah Kita?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sedih betulkan bila baca cerita pasal rumah anak-anak yatim di Hulu Langat yang kena landslide tu.. Setiapkali tengok berita or baca paper, I mesti takleh control air mata ni. Mesti nak terkeluar jugak.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila google cerita-cerita pasal anak yatim ni, I pun baca sama cerita tentang anak-anak terbuang. For me, cerita anak terbuang ni pun sangat sedih &amp;amp; meruntun jiwa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada satu cerita ni I baca, sorang ibu yang sedang temankan anaknya yang sakit di wad kanak-kanak. Turut ada dalam wad tu ada 2 orang baby umur dalam umur 10 bulan. Dua-duanya daripada pusat kebajikan. Sebabnya, mak diorang sendiri taknakkan diorang lepas dilahirkan. Jadi pusat kebajikan tu ambil dan jaga diorang. Sila baca artikelnya di bawah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saya juga ingin berkongsi pengalaman menyaksikan nasib ‘anak terbuang’ yang turut berada di wad berkenaan. Dua bayi berusia kira-kira 10 bulan yang dilahirkan, tetapi tidak dikehendaki ibu yang mengandung mereka. Kedua-duanya anak dari rumah kebajikan dan dimasukkan ke hospital kerana sakit. Melihat keadaan mereka yang tidak ditemani sesiapa berbanding kanak-kanak lain yang mempunyai ibu, bapa atau penjaga untuk menjaga makan minum serta memujuk mereka tatkala kesakitan, hati terpalit rasa sedih mengenangkan nasib malang mereka. Ada kalanya, sebak melihat mereka menangis sendirian sama ada kerana lapar atau mungkin memanggil minta dibelai ketika mata sedang mengantuk. Malah, apabila muntah atau buang air, mereka hanya akan dilayan jika ada jururawat yang menyedari kerana kita maklum jururawat juga mempunyai tugas lain yang sentiasa penuh. Ada kalanya, apabila berkesempatan saya meluangkan masa menepuk mereka sehingga tidur. Melihat renungan sayu mereka sebelum terlelap, membuatkan mata bergenang memikirkan nasib si kecil yang masih terlalu muda untuk memahami keadaan diri mereka. Membandingkan keadaan kanak-kanak berkenaan hanya menumpang kasih dengan jururawat yang silih berganti atau penjaga pesakit lain yang ada kalanya turut menjenguk mereka ketika waktu terluang, saya rasa bersyukur kerana membesar dalam keluarga yang penuh kasih sayang, ada ibu dan bapa yang memantau kehidupan ini. Dan bersyukur juga kerana anak saya mempunyai ibu bapa yang dapat memberikan mereka kasih sayang sepenuhnya. Pengalaman berkenaan, benar-benar membuatkan saya insaf dan lebih menghargai hidup. Orang kata, ada kalanya perkara kecil sebegitu sudah mampu mengubah hidup atau pemikiran kita terutama melihat nasib malang insan lain. Apapun, kisah ‘anak terbuang’ yang hangat diperkatakan media ketika ini tidak boleh dipandang remeh. Pelbagai cadangan dan usul diutarakan. Ada yang mencadangkan supaya hospital menyediakan tempat khusus untuk meletakkan ‘bayi terbuang’ itu seperti yang dilakukan di beberapa negara di Eropah, dan tidak kurang juga yang mencadangkan supaya dipermudahkan urusan perkahwinan bagi membendung gejala buang bayi. Saya lebih bersetuju supaya disediakan ruang bagi meletakkan ‘anak terbuang’ ini di hospital bagi mengelakkan ada ibu yang pendek akal berlaku kejam kepada anak baru dilahirkan berbanding cadangan kedua. Walaupun ramai berpendapat cara itu hanya menggalakkan lebih ramai terbabit dalam perbuatan sumbang sehingga hamil luar nikah, sekurang-kurangnya ‘anak terbuang’ itu dapat diselamatkan dan menerima rawatan kesihatan sewajarnya sejurus dilahirkan. Hakikatnya, tidak kira apa saja cadangan yang diusulkan setiap satu ada baik dan buruknya. Tetapi, sebagai masyarakat kita perlu mengambil kira keperluan menyelamatkan ‘anak terbuang’, selain memulakan satu pelan tindakan yang dapat membendung gejala buang bayi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bayangkanlah tak ada ibu or ayah yang temankan baby-baby ni. Bila baby ni menangis sebab sakit, lapar, tak selesa or nak tidur, cuma nurse yang kebetulan ada kat situ or ibu-ibu anak-anak yang lain yang tolong tengokkan. Bila si ibu dalam cerita ni berkesempatan untuk temankan dan tepuk-tepuk baby tu untuk tidurkan dia, baby tu pandang dia dengan pandangan yang amat sayu sebelum tertidur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau korang yang ada kat situ, macam mana perasaan korang. I bila baca cerita tu pun dah tak boleh tahan air mata. Malangnya nasib baby-baby tu. Bukan pun salah diorang lahir kat dunia ni.. Tak ada siapa yang nak berikan kasih sayang pada diorang.. Sedihnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I terfikir, kenapa tak ada orang yang boleh berikan kasih sayang pada diorang ni.. ambil diorang untuk dijaga macam anak sendiri... Ada tak possibilities pasangan yang dah kahwin beberapa tahun tapi belum ada anak, boleh adopt anak-anak kecil ni dan berikan diorang sepenuh kasih sayang? Atau pun yang masih bujang, tapi rasa sunyi, boleh tak ambil anak-anak ini untuk dijadikan pengubat kala sunyi, untuk disayangi sepenuh hati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wish I boleh buat something. Tapi ianya tak semudah yang kita sangka. Kena minta pendapat husband, family... Tak semua orang boleh terima. Tapi kita boleh cuba untuk contribute something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moga anak-anak terbuang ini masa depannya terbela dan sentiasa mendapat lindungan Allah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8785288301112977190?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8785288301112977190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/kisah-anak-terbuang-pedulikah-kita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8785288301112977190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8785288301112977190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/kisah-anak-terbuang-pedulikah-kita.html' title='Kisah Anak Terbuang... Pedulikah Kita?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4977322387905477821</id><published>2011-05-16T22:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:06:36.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isetan Member Day Sale &amp; Clarks Warehouse Clearance Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dari sehari ke sehari, ada banyak benda I nak cerita. Tapi tak jugak tulis-tulis dalam blog ni. Lama-lama dah outdated. Takpelah... hari ni kita cerita pasal sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Friday I cuti semata-mata nak pergi sale. Boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haha.. I kalau rasa sale tu best, sanggup aje ambik cuti. Cuti banyak nak buat apa. Baik kita habiskan untuk kerja-kerja berfaedah macam ni hihi...Tapi kena selective jugakla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time, I cuti sebab nak pergi Isetan Member Sale &amp;amp; Clarks Warehouse Clearance Sale. Yang Isetan tu I memang dah plan sejak dapat newsletter dia. Tapi yang Clarks tu sebab I accidentally jumpa advertisement kat The Star. Sebab tu la I suka baca The Star. Kat dalam tu ada banyak iklan-iklan sale yang menarik &amp;amp; harga The Star pun murah compared dengan paper lain :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So lepas hantar anak-anak pergi sekolah, breakfast jap kat kedai mamak dengan hubby, hubby pun drive sampai LRT Jelatek, I naik LRT pergi KLCC. Masa sampai, belum pukul 10 lagi. Baru 9.50 pagi tapi orang dah beratur depan Isetan. I dah target dah nak pergi cari apa so bila dia bagi je masuk, terus la berlenggang kangkung ke Children Dept. Cari baju raya anak la apalagi. Masa sale ni la nak beli. Tengok murah-murah jugak. Disney punya set baju tidur RM9.90 je. Fisher Price punya baju pun ok tapi I dah beli design lebih kurang sama kat Sogo. Paling ok baju yang I beli untuk Izzat, sepasang baju long sleeves &amp;amp; long pants, just RM12.00 je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607339113559513186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vXEWGMUP-eI/TdFFNv7eWGI/AAAAAAAAAe0/TtiJzfQEsek/s320/Photo445.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Percaya tak sepasang baju brand Elle ni harga RM12.00 je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi turned out, I just beli baju sorang satu je untuk anak-anak I. Pasal rasa nanti baju diorang dah banyak sangat lah. Tak nak membazir macam tahun lepas. Cukuplah setakat tu dulu. Pastu beli baju I pulak sampai 3 helai..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas keluar Isetan, round KLCC tapi rasa cam takde yang menarik je. So lepak lunch sekejap sensorang kat Secret Recipe. Tengah lunch hour ramai la orang. Selamba je I bawak masuk ice blended Coffee Beans. Lama I tak minum my favourite drink ni semenjak Coffee Beans kat Capital Square tu tutup. Diorang kata Cap Square tu nak tukar jadi digital mall, jual benda IT, electronic gadgets &amp;amp; handphones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Habih lunch dalam 1.30 pm, jalan kaki pergi Clarks punya sale pulak kat Chorus Hotel. To tell the truth, I tak pernah beli kasut Clarks. Pasal tak sanggup nak bayar harganya. Mahal. Itu standard I la. Ada orang setakat 4-5 ratus sepasang kasut tu biasa.. macam 40-50 ringgit je. Masing-masing ada standard sendiri kan.. For me, I cuma sanggup spend untuk kasut sampai harga RM100+ je. Tu pun kalau harga tu mesti yang high quality. Lagi baik I simpan duit dalam ASB dari beli harga kasut RM200+. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sampai kat hotel tu tengok orang queue sampai kat luar hotel. Hadoih.. ni jauh lagi teruk dari sale Isetan. Kat sebelah dalam pun queue panjang jugak. Kalau macam ni pukul berapa boleh masuk? Tapi tak kisahlah.. I pun dah tak ada benda lain nak buat, beratur je la. Tapi bila dia bagi masuk, satu group ramai jugak sekali masuk. So oklah jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masuk je kat dalam, haaaa... macam orang berperang... semua berebut nak pilih kasut. Dengan bisingnya orang terjerit-jerit sana sini. Gila betul. Dah la ramai orang, nak kena tengok satu-satu design kasut yang tampal kat dinding &amp;amp; meja kaunter. Bila dah berkenan design, size pulak tak ada. Lama jugak la I terkontang-kanting cari kasut tak dapat-dapat. Habis, semua saiz I dah tak ada. Yang ada, design pulak tak berkenan. Mana boleh jadi ni.. penat lelah beratur &amp;amp; nak sampai sini tapi tak ada hasil. So, I cari alternatif lain. I kutip kasut-kasut yang diorang try kat lantai pastu tak jadi ambil. Agak-agak mana saiz I tu I sambar je. Hasilnya, dapat la 3 pasang kasut shortlisted. Pastu satu kasut tu tak jadi ambil sebab longgar. Padahal tiga-tiga kasut tu sama saiz 3 tapi muatnya tak sama. Satu ngam-ngam &amp;amp; sangat comfortable, satu longgar &amp;amp; lagi satu ketat sikit tapi I belasah je ambil dengan harapan bila pakai lama-lama nanti dia akan jadi lebih comfortable :) Kena la beli at least 2 pasang. Kalau tak rugi je pergi clearance sale ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I beli kasut tu for the price of RM160 each. Eventhough iklan kata sale 60% discount, I rasa it was more than that sebab I perasan dulu I pernah tengok satu kasut kat Clarks Sogo similar dengan kasut yang I beli ni harganya RM430+. Tapi kat sini boleh dapat RM160 je. Mana orang tak berebut. Kalau nak tau, I tengok diorang majority bawak balik kasut lebih 5 kotak. Kira la berapa agaknya diorang berabis. Sebab tu kat kaunter credit card, punyala beratur panjang macam keretapi. I bayar cash, senang. Tak payah beratur. Nasib baik sebelum tu ada withdraw duit. Tapi... lari la budget makan ku bulan ini.. huhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607339120758700850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFOdyvO_vSk/TdFFOKv5OzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vHjxaYG2fAY/s320/Photo444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inilah kasut yang super duper comfortable!! Makcik sangat puas hati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607339125186454722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pN_fPQSkMoA/TdFFObPjZMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/1XMMnrWhuuw/s320/Photo441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasut ni sesuai untuk heavy duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607339128794361938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpD81ISuVC4/TdFFOorvsFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Tbf84Mu9efY/s320/Photo435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ini pulak kasut kerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607339132232341106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x8iIALTmsLE/TdFFO1fbFnI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HrW4y13qPsk/s320/Photo430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nampaknya for the remaining days in May ni kena jimat sikitlah. Mampukah? Heheheh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/5070070166441998378-4977322387905477821?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4977322387905477821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/isetan-member-day-sale-clarks-warehouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4977322387905477821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4977322387905477821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/isetan-member-day-sale-clarks-warehouse.html' title='Isetan Member Day Sale &amp; Clarks Warehouse Clearance Sale'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vXEWGMUP-eI/TdFFNv7eWGI/AAAAAAAAAe0/TtiJzfQEsek/s72-c/Photo445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1358156890943327878</id><published>2011-05-10T16:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T16:49:42.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Nak Habih Puasa Ni...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni puasa ganti lagi. There's 4 more days to go. Tahun lepas kena ganti 14 hari.. hadoihh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sambil tu jom kita tengok gambar Izzat. Anak ibu ni dah setahun sebulan tak pandai lagi berjalan. Nak kena letak embun kat kaki dia nih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605003465511339330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FO1YwN0Do60/Tcj49I6jBUI/AAAAAAAAAek/BXxDhYW7OEk/s320/Photo411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ni Izzat tengah semayang.. Haha.. Napa tah dia suka buat macam ni. Agaknya dalam proses nak pandai berdiri dan berjalan kot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605003464629538322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9IhKQaWO7I/Tcj49FoTzhI/AAAAAAAAAes/dnnsovNdRrg/s320/Photo410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bab memanjat memang nombor 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1358156890943327878?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1358156890943327878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/bila-nak-habih-puasa-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1358156890943327878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1358156890943327878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/bila-nak-habih-puasa-ni.html' title='Bila Nak Habih Puasa Ni...'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FO1YwN0Do60/Tcj49I6jBUI/AAAAAAAAAek/BXxDhYW7OEk/s72-c/Photo411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-878796824550862320</id><published>2011-05-09T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T16:46:25.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Addition In Hajjah Rukiah's Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fr2eBftpsyQ/TcepxPAlW7I/AAAAAAAAAec/J0wZ6asiLS8/s1600/Photo416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604634924593535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fr2eBftpsyQ/TcepxPAlW7I/AAAAAAAAAec/J0wZ6asiLS8/s320/Photo416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My sister delivered a baby girl yesterday, on Mother's Day at Putrajaya Hospital. The mummy and daddy would like to named her Najlaa Khadeeja. Such a sweet name. My kids were over excited to meet the newborn and welcome her to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-878796824550862320?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/878796824550862320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/latest-addition-in-hajjah-rukiahs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/878796824550862320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/878796824550862320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/05/latest-addition-in-hajjah-rukiahs.html' title='Latest Addition In Hajjah Rukiah&apos;s Family'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fr2eBftpsyQ/TcepxPAlW7I/AAAAAAAAAec/J0wZ6asiLS8/s72-c/Photo416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6126015599234594842</id><published>2011-04-30T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T23:12:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Wednesday evening, I received an invitation from my HR to go for an interview for higher position. The interview will be on this coming Tuesday (right after the long holiday!) at 2 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I got the invitation, there was a mixed feeling. I feel happy to be in the list but another part of me feel that I'm not ready for it. Why mehh...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, first of all, this is my first interview after 11 years. I don't know what to expect, what to prepare and I'm not sure if I have all the time needed to get prepared. My God! I was busy with works and meetings last Thursday and Friday. And today I am at my mother's house, as I had to attend my cousin's wedding and visit my relatives. Tomorrow I'll be at Yong Peng to attend another wedding. The bride was my classmate's when I was studying at SMS Muar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Please tell me what should I do. I got so stressed up and nervous everytime I think about the interview. Dah la period tak leh nak buat semayang hajat...huhuhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wish me luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6126015599234594842?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6126015599234594842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/stressful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6126015599234594842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6126015599234594842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/stressful.html' title='Stressful'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3636386289272346262</id><published>2011-04-12T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T10:39:38.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Shasha!</title><content type='html'>Shasha turned 7 today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy birthday my dear Kakak!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ibu harap Shasha sentiasa jadi anak yang baik, berjaya dalam apa yang diceburi dan sentiasa dalam lindungan Allah. Cepat betul masa berlalu...See the pictures below when she was 1 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594882366988544306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v64TGxj7bIA/TaUD3qxy6TI/AAAAAAAAAdU/liLMB5kDE0Y/s320/My%2Bbeatiful%2Bdaughters%2B021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594882375887280610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9S9shRQYCUg/TaUD4L7a2eI/AAAAAAAAAdc/lIP2xK7AY-0/s320/My%2Bbeatiful%2Bdaughters%2B032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594882380925379538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzoiK7UP0hc/TaUD4esmI9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/TjUS5wWOUwI/s320/My%2Bbeatiful%2Bdaughters%2B100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her first birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594882384983697986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_zx98ov89yQ/TaUD4t0LKkI/AAAAAAAAAds/Pm473eYNnQI/s320/My%2Bbeatiful%2Bdaughters%2B104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her first birthday present.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594882384153631410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ff9RURiAMY/TaUD4quRWrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Si-7Fu97ZLk/s320/My%2Bbeatiful%2Bdaughters%2B050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated her birthday at Jusco's Kenny Rogers. Eventhough without ayah (outstation lagiiii...), Shasha enjoyed her birthday celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594891154188656290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LwHLfHGs4Ns/TaUL3Jpj3qI/AAAAAAAAAd8/jrZXdRroxYk/s320/12042011055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594891161138874178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojh6qiVQcyI/TaUL3jinx0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/H0dB1mZtD2I/s320/12042011056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594891156960148610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJXZyHtq2Mw/TaUL3T-VfII/AAAAAAAAAeE/P2A1ItN_gI4/s320/12042011054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594891167399104226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JbntQOUqhII/TaUL363LTuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/E3YfUqaQXL8/s320/12042011065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lepas celebrate main benda ni pulak. Izzat tumpang sekali&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Happy Birthday sayang. Ibu love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3636386289272346262?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3636386289272346262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-shasha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3636386289272346262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3636386289272346262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-shasha.html' title='Happy Birthday Shasha!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v64TGxj7bIA/TaUD3qxy6TI/AAAAAAAAAdU/liLMB5kDE0Y/s72-c/My%2Bbeatiful%2Bdaughters%2B021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-884427112317591221</id><published>2011-04-09T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:24:22.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalau Nak Beli Laptop, Pergilah Cari di Lowyat..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni I telah menghabiskan masa selama lebih kurang 4 jam lebih di Lowyat mencari laptop dan hubby pulak nak install alarm system dalam PC. Like I said before, bab bab benda teknologi baru ni be it PCs, laptops, gadgets... makcik sangatlah jahil. Bila hubby suruh I pergi survey sendiri laptop apa yang nak dibeli sebab dia nak tengok orang installkan alarm system dalam CPU dia, I was clueless. Ye la, specification apa yang bagus pun I tak tau. RAM ke operating system ke, semua memang makcik fail. So I memang tak tau macamana nak cari laptop yang paling worth it untuk I beli. Paling takut kalau kena tipu dengan seller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sib baiklah terjumpa satu kedai ni mamat Melayu punya. Rasanya kongsi hubby-wife-adik ipar kot. Rasa macam boleh dipercayai, murah dan worth it. Sebab sebelum tu I dah round 2 tingkat yang jual laptop yang sama, inilah yang paling murah, lagi banyak gift &amp;amp; banyak bagi free software installation termasuklah games. I pun call hubby suruh turun jap tengok ok ke tak laptop &amp;amp; price ni. Bila hubby kata ok, so I pun beli laptop HP tuh. Sib baik kat tingkat 4 tu ada beberapa ATM sebab diorang kata ATM Maybank kat bawah tu sangatlah panjang orang beratur. Takpela kena charge singgit sebab pakai ATM lain yang penting tak yah beratur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually laptop yang I beli tu bukan untuk I. I belikan untuk anak sepupu I kat kampung. She recently got 10 As in her SPM. Sekarang dalam proses apply nak masuk IPT. Parents dia tak mampu, mak dia just suri rumah. Budak-budak sekarang bila nak masuk IPT memang kena ada laptop sendiri. Unlike zaman I dulu, pakai komputer kat computer lab je bila nak buat assignment. Sesiapa masa zaman tu yang bawak laptop sendiri kira memang anak orang kaya lah. So, I tak sure whether apa yang I install dalam laptop tu cukup ke tidak untuk keperluan dia. Harapnya semua cukup untuk dia gunakan. Tapi puas hatilah dengan mamat yang jual laptop tu. Tak kedekut. Nanti lenkali boleh datang lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sib baiklah masa keluar rumah, the girls tak bising. Pasal cousins diorang ada kat rumah, parents diorang tumpangkan sebab ada hal, so anak I tu buat tak kisah je la bila kitorang keluar. Selamattt... Oh, Sarah request kat I untuk masuk pertandingan mewarna esok kat Giant dekat rumah I esok. Minah tu memang minat mewarna. Masalahnya right now dia tak ada complete set colour pencil. I tak sempat belikan tadi. Dia pun baru bagitau semalam. Pakai je la apa yang ada ye sayang.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dah nak pukul dobelas ni marilah kita tidur. Hubby dah dok jeling.. tak puas hati la tu..haha.. Till then.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-884427112317591221?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/884427112317591221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/kalau-nak-beli-laptop-pergilah-cari-di.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/884427112317591221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/884427112317591221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/kalau-nak-beli-laptop-pergilah-cari-di.html' title='Kalau Nak Beli Laptop, Pergilah Cari di Lowyat..'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5821781349743021932</id><published>2011-04-04T12:59:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T18:05:04.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney On Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Saturday night, we went to watch Disney On Ice at Bukit Jalil Stadium. The girls were all excited as they have been waiting for months to come and watch their favourite Disney characters by themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because we didn't bring Izzat with us, hubby asked his younger brother to come to our house to look after Izzat. Of course the maid is there to take care of him but we wanted to make sure on his safety especially after what had happened (the robbery attempt). So my brother in law spent the night at our house. Before we go, hubby was busy installing the alarm system he just bought and we were almost late considering that the original plan was to leave the house before 7 pm to avoid unnecessary traffic jams. We leave at 7.40 pm though (after the maghrib prayers). We thought that the traffic will be bad so it will took at least one hour to reach the stadium from our home. Fortunately, we were wrong. The traffic was all smooth and clear and we reached the stadium only for about 15 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The stadium was packed with excited children and their parents. There were stalls selling Disney merchandise and some food and drinks. As we have expected, the prices were.. well, a bit more expensive than the normal price. We brought our own snacks although we knew that it was prohibited...hehe.. We, except hubby, already had our dinner at home so there's no need to buy something to eat. But children, you know, always ask for something they don't really need. So we ended up buying some nuggets and sausages for the kids and hubby. Not for me, thank you very much. I'm already full. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The show started at about 8.35 pm. When Mickey and Minnie coming in, the children screamed and everybody clapped their hands. It was funny and entertaining, my girls were enjoying themselves watching as Mickey, Minnie, Donald and Goofy do their acts. And then there were characters from Cars. After that, there were Ariel the Mermaid, The Lion King and Thinkerbell's show. As we were not allowed to bring cameras, I just took a few photos from my handphone and also some videos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I like Ariel's show the most. It was full of musics and colorful costumes. It was very nice. Hermit the crab was very funny. The pig from the Lion King also was very funny. Thinkerbell however, the story must be too long as I yawned so many times throughout the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the show was over, Sarah started to cry as she wanted to see more. As we were walking out of the stadium, she fell asleep. I took the opportunity to bring Shasha to see what merchandise are worth buying compared with their price. If Sarah was not asleep, I'm sure I will spend a lot of money buying things for her. After we took some time searching, I ended up buying a pair of nice, green Tinkerbell shoes for Shasha and Ariel's toy for Sarah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall, the show was really great. The most important thing was the girls really enjoying themselves. Next, we hope to get a chance to go to the Disneyland! But we better start to save our money now or it won't be materialized....! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591663849921557778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KfDcdp9Aw_8/TZmUpUX3tRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lJ5Vkn-wJBo/s320/02042011025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The happy faces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591663865530617954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efbfj-s8DRE/TZmUqOhXEGI/AAAAAAAAAdE/r5oQ_Fyyro4/s320/02042011035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591663855378286818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-85k9dzee4bM/TZmUpos2yOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/VKuY4DqOaWQ/s320/02042011026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591663868052472226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mk_TdSYV20/TZmUqX6ngaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eo2bGs8HuY0/s320/02042011037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5821781349743021932?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5821781349743021932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/disney-on-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5821781349743021932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5821781349743021932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney On Ice'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KfDcdp9Aw_8/TZmUpUX3tRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lJ5Vkn-wJBo/s72-c/02042011025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5406174176359771579</id><published>2011-03-31T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T00:51:34.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Izzat!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My baby boy is 1 today... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy birthday sayang..!! Ibu love you so muchhhhh!!! Harap Izzat membesar jadi anak yang baik &amp;amp; soleh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tak ada buat apa-apa yang special.... We just bought a small cake at Jusco before returned to our home. But Izzat was all happy and smiling whenever we sing a happy birthday song to him :) Nantilah... we plan to hold a small birthday party to celebrate all of the three kids' birthday. Coz their birth date dekat-dekat, senang buat sekaligus je.. hehe.. jimatttt belanja..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590279519527034594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWAQhlpjdTg/TZSpmryM3uI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OVRfLOmB2jk/s320/SAM_2382.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590280511963188962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SReAQJBMnu0/TZSqgc5azuI/AAAAAAAAAck/tvbgmN_4mrA/s320/SAM_2375.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5406174176359771579?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5406174176359771579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-izzat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5406174176359771579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5406174176359771579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-izzat.html' title='Happy Birthday Izzat!!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWAQhlpjdTg/TZSpmryM3uI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OVRfLOmB2jk/s72-c/SAM_2382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-506726177129779291</id><published>2011-03-30T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:59:55.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have To Be Smart To Own A Smart Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Untuk anniversary hari tu, hubby hadiahkan smart phone, Nokia C7. Pair dengan hp dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ni sebenarnya jahil bab bab teknologi baru ni. Jadinya, bila dapat hp tu, agak lama juga untuk I faham macam mana nak pakai benda alah tu. Nak buat setting tu punyalah tak faham, last last I bagi je kat colleague dengan hubby I buatkan. Bila pakai smart phone ni, mestilah kena ada internet connection. Sebab everyday dia akan update benda-benda baru. Masalahnya, sekarang I pakai line Maxis supplementary line hubby. Tak payah fikir nak bayar bill, hubby dah setelkan. Tapi I nak pakai DiGi internet. Sebab murah. So lama la hp tu macam tak function. Just yg basic, calls dengan sms je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasib baik I ada lagi satu line, DiGi prepaid. So last week I pergi DiGi centre, tukarkan prepaid tu dengan postpaid. Ambik yang smart plan tu (pay for what u use only). Lepas tu subscribe DiGi internet plan. RM63 per month unlimited plan. Ha kau... baru la meriah I tengok macam macam ada dalam hp ni. Tapi sebab I ni memang not well verse dengan latest technology ni, maka adalah sedikit lembap untuk utilizekan kegunaan C7 ni. Sebelum dapat hp ni, I dah berangan nak beli iPhone.. kononnn... sekali yang C7 ni pun tak pandai pakai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moral of the story, kalau nak pakai smart phone tu, kita pun kenalah jadi smart. Kut tak, tak guna ada benda macam-macam dalam hp tu tapi kita tak tau guna...membazir je kan... Baik pakai hp biasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-506726177129779291?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/506726177129779291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-have-to-be-smart-to-own-smart-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/506726177129779291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/506726177129779291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-have-to-be-smart-to-own-smart-phone.html' title='You Have To Be Smart To Own A Smart Phone'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2674454893571549038</id><published>2011-03-27T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T13:34:11.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumahku Nyaris Kena Masuk Pencurik...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jumaat lepas I ambik half day pasal mak balik dari umrah. Pastu ada buat kenduri kesyukuran sikit kat rumah kakak. Hubby was outstation from Monday so terpaksa la drive sendiri ke rumah kakak di Nilai tu. Sib baik la ada adik, Murni join sekali coz kena ada someone pegang Izzat. Hubby dia pulak tak boleh hantar sebab tak dapat cuti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sampai rumah kakak, mak tengah tidur. Kakak kata mak tak sihat, dah 9 jam tak dapat tidur. So, biarkanlah dia berehat sambil yang lenlain buat apa yang patut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebab buat kenduri kecil-kecilan je, takdelah jemput reramai. Adik beradik dengan mak bapak sedara yang dekat je. So I pun mengangkutla pinggan, bekas-bekas nak isi makanan dan apa-apa yang patut dari rumah ni. Penuh boot kereta dengan macam-macam barang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kakak buat masak gulai lemak tempoyak ikan patin, ayam masak kicap, sayur kacang &amp;amp; sambal belacan. Kakak I ni, kalau masak, tak sah kalau tak pedas. Sambal belacan tu kalau u all makan... I tell you aa... rasa macam nak teguk air sejuk satu jag. Tak menahan pedasnya. Dia satu famili memang kuat makan pedas. Abang ipar I tu, cili api tu selamba buat ulam je. Enak dikunyah begitu sahaja...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tolong sikit-sikit je la.. pasal ada baby yang tak leh nak berenggang ni.. (alasan je tu hahah...:)). Tak de apa nak buat sangat pun. Alhamdulillah, selamat buat kenduri.. walaupun start lambat pasal menunggu pak imam dengan mak sedara lambatnya sampai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Plannya bila habis kenduri, pergi tidur kat rumah Murni @ Putrajaya sebab nanti senang hubby nak ambik. Hubby kata dia terus ke Putrajaya all the way from utara. Last last sebab lambat sangat gerak, hubby kata tak apalah dia pergi Nilai ambik kitorang. Kawan-kawan dia willing nak hantar. Tunggu punya tunggu dah nak pukul 2 pagi tak sampai I pun call dia. Dia kata dia ada kat rumah kitorang nak tinggalkan barang dulu. Tapi bila dia masuk rumah, dia notice yang rumah macam kena pecah masuk. Tingkap dapur terbuka luas, ada kesan orang cuba buka grill. Pintu dapur yang kitorang guna security door tu habis tombolnya dirosakkan tapi pencurik tu tak berjaya jugak nak buka. Dah namanya security door tu kalau boleh bukak jugak mau I saman company yang jual tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila tak berjaya masuk ikut bawah, pencurik tu naik atas pulak ikut bumbung. Dia pergi ke tingkap bilik my daughters, buka tingkap &amp;amp; cuba umpil grill. Tak tahulah sebab give up atau dia dengar my hubby balik, bila my hubby check, pencurik tu dah tak ada. Nasib baiklah masa tu hubby singgah rumah dengan kawan-kawan dia instead of terus ke Nilai. Kalau tak rasanya maybe dah habis dah barang-barang kat dalam rumah. Dahla I tinggalkan my netbook dalam bilik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah la tak jadi apa-apa yang tak elok. Nasib baik berlaku kejadian ni, I dengan anak-anak tak ada kat rumah. Tapi pencuri tu macam tahu-tahu aje ye tak ada orang kat rumah. Agaknya dah lama dia perhati rumah kitorang. Kalau macam ni I dah rasa tak berani pulak nak suruh anak I tidur bilik dia. Baik tidur dengan kitorang jelah. Rasa tak selamat pulak kalau diorang tidur bilik tu. Tengoklah tahun depan macam mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the way, Khamis ni Izzat nak masuk satu tahun. Sekejapnya masa berlalu. Rasa macam baru semalam sakit nak bersalinkan dia. Happy upcoming birthday my son..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2674454893571549038?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2674454893571549038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/rumahku-nyaris-kena-masuk-pencurik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2674454893571549038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2674454893571549038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/rumahku-nyaris-kena-masuk-pencurik.html' title='Rumahku Nyaris Kena Masuk Pencurik...'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8280008198805089988</id><published>2011-03-21T12:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:55:50.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Good Friend Peenut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went for a two-days course last Wednesday &amp;amp; Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And guess who I found?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586404461795038034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9GZGZHHIUc/TYblQozzU1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/k8H7IdNc5C4/s320/16032011008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My good friend at PPP/ITM, Peenut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586404467790909106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLBJZ6MHyjE/TYblQ_JVDrI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HIdFu2KHZSU/s320/16032011009_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lama betul tak jumpa minah ni. I miss her so much! We were housemate back in our PPP days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had our chit chat, gossipping like we were always do. Dia macam dulu jugak, tak berubah pun. I'm so jealous....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice to meet you again, Peenut!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8280008198805089988?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8280008198805089988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-good-friend-peenut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8280008198805089988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8280008198805089988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-good-friend-peenut.html' title='My Good Friend Peenut'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9GZGZHHIUc/TYblQozzU1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/k8H7IdNc5C4/s72-c/16032011008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8310211012222320287</id><published>2011-03-06T22:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:49:25.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Dinner</title><content type='html'>We had our dinner last night at TGI Friday IOI Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We brought along the children, so it wasn't a candlelight dinner :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food were awesome. I like the meals we ordered especially the mashed potatoes and the caramel ice cream.... so yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580985830688346098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toBS49vmwm4/TXOlCy6qz_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/5EL0_GKdEXE/s320/SAM_2088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580985836255249234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_QfCMz6iCI/TXOlDHp7A1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/b_03WiORkxk/s320/SAM_2090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580985840750344082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BKBDQHWi_o/TXOlDYZot5I/AAAAAAAAAb8/_d4zxftNXy8/s320/SAM_2091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580985846288008082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr4foSB7CnM/TXOlDtB6w5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/tzWG5JShSP4/s320/SAM_2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Anniversary to both of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8310211012222320287?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8310211012222320287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/anniversary-dinner.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8310211012222320287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8310211012222320287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/anniversary-dinner.html' title='Anniversary Dinner'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toBS49vmwm4/TXOlCy6qz_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/5EL0_GKdEXE/s72-c/SAM_2088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4392858493018504334</id><published>2011-03-01T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:59:13.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 8th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is our 8th anniversary. And I was totally forgot about it. Until my hubby surprised me with a lovely card and a beautiful gift at 12.30 am last night. At that time, I was so surprised, speechless and ashamed that I couldn't remember my own anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To redeem my mistake, I bought him an anniversary card and planned for a nice dinner for this weekend.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know why I always forget things.. unfortunately important things like birthdays, anniversary.. However, I never forget my kids' and sisters' birthdays. I am so lucky that my husband doesn't really mind about this (doesn't he?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway.... Happy Anniversary to us. I am so grateful that we've been blessed with what we have right now. Of course there were ups and downs. There is no such thing as a perfect marriage. But we have gone through them and we have been successful so far. We complete each other strengths and weaknesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semoga ikatan perkahwinan ini terpelihara dan berkekalan hingga ke akhir hayat. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579140800841098610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdgGYI6yDHs/TW0W_7IFpXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/qvoEVoyJvJc/s320/images%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4392858493018504334?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4392858493018504334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-8th-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4392858493018504334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4392858493018504334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-8th-anniversary.html' title='Our 8th Anniversary'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdgGYI6yDHs/TW0W_7IFpXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/qvoEVoyJvJc/s72-c/images%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2826228713747844792</id><published>2011-02-28T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T00:10:17.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Moved..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, the word 'we' here refers to our department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have officially moved to level 10. The place is much... much more smaller. Our workstations are so small that only a few things can be placed on the desk. And the worst part is, my team is now on the same floor with our big boss. Oh no!!! No more going back at 5.15 pm. The big boss expects us to work long hours. Damn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess my life would be more stressful after this. Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2826228713747844792?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2826228713747844792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-have-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2826228713747844792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2826228713747844792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-have-moved.html' title='We Have Moved..'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5967207088055882453</id><published>2011-02-21T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T23:06:55.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have International Audience?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was wondering... why do I have readers from countries far away from Malaysia..? The stats shows that I do have readers from US, Russia, Poland, Romania, Sweden, Netherlands, Canada, Australia, Brunei and Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is truly unbelievable. Coz I seldom write in English. And I wrote only a few entries in a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Should this motivates me to write more often?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5967207088055882453?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5967207088055882453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-international-audience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5967207088055882453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5967207088055882453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-international-audience.html' title='I Have International Audience?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5940092879514003316</id><published>2011-02-05T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T00:51:46.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terkenang Semasa Dulu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Korang cuti panjang tak raya cina ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I start cuti dari Selasa lepas. Rabu dah memang cuti hari wilayah. I &amp;amp; family pergi jalan-jalan kat Genting Highlands. Mula-mula nak pergi Singapore. Tapi lepas tu tak jadi pasal geng-geng yang nak pegi macam tak nak pergi. Apa la korang.. orang nak sponsor pun jual mahal.. Buat rugi jekkk... Tapi tak apalah.. sebab I pun sebenarnya takde passport. Haha.. Sebenarnya dulu ada. Tapi lepas tu agaknya sebab I protest, merajuk tak dapat fly pergi US, I pun hilangkan passport tu. Tah mana mana tah perginya. I was told kalau nak buat baru kena buat report polis dulu. Tapi disebabkan passport I tu dah pun expired, so takdelah lama nak membuatnya. Apa-apa pun dah tak jadi pergi Singapore, postpone lagi nampaknya nak buat passport ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kat Genting tu punyala ramaiiiii orang! Dan seperti dijangka, sangatlaaa sejuknya..! Yang I heran tu, kitorang pergi time cuti raya cina, tapi kat Genting tu Chinese yang ramai. Tolak tourists negara lain, 90% chinese kat situ. Agaknya chinese zaman sekarang dah tak celebrate raya diorang lagi kot. Cuti buat habis pergi jenjalan &amp;amp; main judi :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekarang kan musim hujan, so kat Genting tu apalagi bertambah-tambahla sejuknya. Bilik hotel yang purposely tak ada air cond tu pun sejuk gila sampai berlapis-lapis selimut kitorang pakai. Masa kitorang have fun kat indoor, bibik I yang kena tunggu kat stroller sampai demam-demam dibuatnya menahan sejuk. Haha.. tu la orang dah pesan bawak baju tebal-tebal tak nak... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Balik dari Genting singgah rumah dulu, basuh baju, tido satu malam &amp;amp; esoknya balik kampung pulak. Jalan punya la jem aduhaii... Ingatkan jem pasal kereta banyak sangat. Rupanya banyak sangat accident. Memula ada lima bijik kereta berderet berlanggar. Sape yang kat tengah tu nasib la jadik sandwich. Pas tu ada lagi satu pulak accident bas transnasional melintang kat laluan sebelah (Melaka-KL). Rupanya bas tu di laluan KL-Melaka tah macamana boleh terbabas ke seberang sana. It turned out rupanya tayar bas pecah but nasib baik bas tak berapa laju &amp;amp; kereta tak berapa banyak masa tu so tak ada kemalangan jiwa berlaku &amp;amp; bas tak sampai jatuh ke gaung (lagi berapa kaki je nak masuk gaung tu). Ni my sister yang cerita pasal rupanya kereta dia ada kat belakang bas tu masa bas tu accident. Sib baik diorang selamat... Alhamdulillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kakak I rupanya balik kampung sebab nak attend reunion sekolah rendah batch dia. Actually I pun sama satu sekolah dengan kakak I. Kitorang sume adik beradik sepupu sepapat semua sekolah situ, dah namanya duduk kampung. I remember, masa sekolah rendah dulu, I dengan kakak I famous ..haha.. Kakak I famous sebab dia cun so yang guys sume berangan nak jadikan dia awek (dulu-dulu orang suka guna perkataan 'cun' ni compared with cute/cantik). Yang adik-adik berangan nak jadikan dia kakak angkat. I pulak, tak cun pun.. tambah pulak masa kecik ada problem mata sensitif so kena pakai spek sampai la ke besar. So nampak nerd la. Tapi I famous masa tu sebab I paling pandai kat sekolah (dulu je la...) Tiap-tiap tahun dapat nombor satu kecuali masa darjah 4. Tu pun mak dah berleter sampai nak pecah telinga ni. Masa darjah 6 kena jadi Ketua Pengawas pulak. Biasanya lelaki yang jadi Ketua Pengawas. Agaknya dah tak ada calon lain. Tapi tak tahulah kenapa ye lama-lama kepandaian tu jadi deteriorate. Masa form 1 - form 3 ok lagi, tapi lepas tu I rasa I jadi makin lembap. Hehe.. I tak sure kalau peristiwa sedih masa I form 3 dulu jadi penyebabnya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa I form 3, abah I meninggal dunia. Serangan jantung. Tu first time dia kena, terus... Masa tu tak silap lagi 2 bulan I nak SRP. I tak boleh terima kenyataan masa tu. Sebab abahlah orang yang I paling sayang dalam dunia ni. I tak boleh belajar langsung. Lagi 2 minggu nak SRP barulah I try baca buku &amp;amp; ingatkan semua benda yang I dah belajar. Nasib baiklah, dengan izin Allah, I dapat result ok &amp;amp; masuk Science Muar. Tapi lepas tu macam-macam jadi dalam hidup I ... macam-macam dugaan... Walaupun begitu, nasib I masih baik, dapat result yang membolehkan I masuk U. I planned nak further study to US so I apply ADP &amp;amp; dapat. Walau pun tetiba dalam dilema sebab nak pergi UIA jugak. Tapi sebab ADP dah hantar telegram dulu, so I pergi la ke PPP. Tapi last-last tak dapat jugak fly sebab masa tu ekonomi tak mengizinkan.. kitorang jadik first batch yang tak dapat pergi, so I continue locally je la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apa-apa pun, I bersyukur hidup I makin bertambah baik. Setiap apa yang terjadi mungkin ada hikmah tersembunyi. Kita kena sentiasa bersyukur atas apa yang telah dianugerahkan tuhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh, tetiba entry sedih pulak. Hari pun dah larut malam. Mari kita tidur dulu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5940092879514003316?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5940092879514003316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/02/terkenang-semasa-dulu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5940092879514003316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5940092879514003316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/02/terkenang-semasa-dulu.html' title='Terkenang Semasa Dulu'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1940040674629842893</id><published>2011-01-26T12:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T12:56:35.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ki'/><title type='text'>January 2011 Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>Punya la dah bersawang blog nih.. Meh sini lap sikit habuk di sana sini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apa nak buat.. wabak kemalasan sedang melanda... Bukan tak masuk internet. Masukkk.. tapi selalu masuk FB &amp;amp; YouTube saja... Disebabkan pengaruh rakan-rakan, saya telah terjebak dengan menonton cerita Korea di youtube (lagi mau salahkan kawan-kawan :)). Pakai U Mobile ni memang laju bila tengok youtube cam tengok tv jek. Tapi... tak jugak habis habisnya cerita Mary nih.. Haihh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Disebabkan banyak event telah berlalu, I wrap up je lah cerita cerita yang dah basi tu ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Shasha Masuk Darjah Satu &amp;amp; Sarah Masuk Tadika&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ni Shasha masuk darjah satu. Menguruskan dia punya registration sangatlah kelam kabut. Sebabnya, mula-mula masa registerkan dia kat sekolah paling dekat dengan rumah, sekolah tu kata ada sekolah baru yang akan siap by the time Shasha nak masuk darjah 1 tapi lepas tu sekolah baru tak sempat siap, kena masuk sekolah lama jugak. Tapi on the orientation day kat sekolah lama, kena pergi sekolah baru pulak sebab sekolah baru tiba-tiba boleh masuk pulak. So macam bolalah kena pergi sini sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Shasha ok je masuk sekolah. Takde drama nangis nangis pun. Nampak kat sekolah budak lelaki yang ramai nangis. Dah terbalik pulak. Tapi sangat kesian tengok dia kena bawak beg besar pergi sekolah. Dah la balik kena naik van sendiri. Jarak dari sekolah rendah tu ke pintu masuk tempat van tunggu sangat jauh ok disebabkan entrance dan jalan ke sekolah rendah tu belum siap lagi. Terpaksa Shasha jalan jauh lalu depan sekolah menengah kat sebelah ke tempat van. Dah la tempat menunggu tu tak ada bumbung ke tempat duduk ke, so dia kena la berdiri sambil berpanas berhujan. Masa first week, hari-hari hubby tengok dia time waktu balik. Nak tengok dia ok ke tak. Siap belikan dia payung &amp;amp; baju hujan. Alhamdulillah, nampaknya ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568197249433060226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY15ZPDw4I/AAAAAAAAAao/Q4WuQgkSMHU/s320/SAM_1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beratur ikut teacher tunjukkan kawasan sekolah. I salah beli tudung untuk Shasha. Lepas tu tukar tudung lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568197245244426706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY15JoaSdI/AAAAAAAAAag/mmqXBNt43G4/s320/SAM_1700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha dalam kelas. Parents tak boleh masuk, boleh mengintai kat luar kelas je.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sarah pun excited nak masuk tadika. Hantar dia masa first day je. Lepas tu naik van sendiri. Seronok dia. Takde nak nangis pun. Ada 3 orang boys &amp;amp; 1 girl yang nangis. Sarah rilek je. Siap suruh ibu dia balik cepat sebab dia nak belajar. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568197236006581362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY14nN79HI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xkfLHOLCFWY/s320/Photo348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sibuk nak pakai tudung jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Shasha Demam Tapi Tak Mo Makan Ubat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Baru je berlaku seminggu lepas. Tetiba Shasha demam I suspect sebab dia tido bawah air-cond kat bilik I. Shasha dengan Sarah ni walaupun dah ada bilik sendiri tapi nak jugak tidur dengan kitorang. Shasha ok sikit boleh tidur bilik pink dia tu (kitorang panggil bilik Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah bilik pink pasal cat &amp;amp; sume benda kat dalam warna pink) tapi Sarah sangatlah susah. Bila nak tidur, Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah tidur kat bilik pink tapi nanti pukul 2-3 pagi, Sarah bangun &amp;amp; ketuk-ketuk pintu bilik kitorang dengan kuatnya sebab nak kencinglah, sakit kakilah, sakit perutlah.. lepas tu tak mau balik bilik pink nak tidur dengan kitorang. Saja cari alasan tau... Sometimes, Shasha pun datang ketuk-ketuk pintu bilik kitorang tapi perlahan je sib baik ibu dia ni jenis telinga peka walaupun sedikit pekak/kurang pendengaran, tetap boleh terjaga. Even kalau baby I bergerak masa tidur pun I boleh jaga tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eh, dah lari pulak dari topik ni. Ha.. cerita pasal Shasha tak mo makan ubat. Bila dah demam tu bawakla ke klinik, ambil ubat. Tapi, Shasha langsung tak mo telan ubat. Daripada kaedah pujuk memujuk sampai ke kaedah paksa, ugut.. semua tak jalan. In fact, dia sanggup go through semua benda macam kena rotan, kena kunci kat luar, kena pegang kuat-kuat sambil tutup hidung dia, kena cucuk &amp;amp; duduk hospital, semua dia sanggup kecuali makan ubat. I terpaksa pakat dengan bibik masukkan ubat dalam meals dia. Masuk dalam susu dia tau. Sadis sungguh dia ni. Alhamdulillah sekarang dah baik dah. Tapi seminggu la tak dapat pergi sekolah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Izzat Dah Tumbuh Gigi Tapi Tak Pandai Merangkak Lagi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hari ni genap dia 10 bulan tapi tak pandai merangkak lagi. Anak ibu ni sama dengan kakak-kakak dia jugak agaknya lepas setahun baru berjalan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568197259431009458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY15-ewXLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/MmaHb-O--I0/s320/SAM_1696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Bibik Dapat First Gaji&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wah..wah.. bibikku ini. Dapat je gaji macam-macam dia beli. Beg Gucci (Gucci tuuuuuu.....I pun tak ada :P), wallet baru, earphone, baju..... I dah promise kat dia first gaji I bagi penuh ye la sebab kesian dia ada hutang-hutang kat orang. Lepas ni kena fikir nak bagi dia berapa. Separuh lagi I kena simpankan. Tak boleh bagi semua.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Jalan-jalan Kat Aquaria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Disebabkan ayahnya adalah super duper busy sampai kan cuti sekolah tak sempat nak pergi mana-mana, jadi ayahnya kena bayar hutang bawak kitorang pergi jenjalan. Aquaria pun tak apalah... walaupun dah pernah pergi... Janji ada pergi jenjalan...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568203326952372338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY7bJwk-HI/AAAAAAAAAbI/3BkLkU6OslA/s320/SAM_1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568203313167043234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY7aWZ5iqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/f1iGkBoFT5g/s320/SAM_1665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568203328644055698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY7bQD6ApI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YqKEOcr-wvg/s320/SAM_1679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568197262811561490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY16LEvfhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/JZuBzr3ViCk/s320/SAM_1695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bukan dia ni yang buat prediction World Cup ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Tahun Ni Department I Kena Pindah Tingkat Baru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Baguslaahhh.. I pun dah tak larat duduk kat sini. Pasal ada h*ntu!!!!! Tapi..., ada orang cakap tempat baru pun ada. Especially kat tempat yang I akan duduk. Heh! Korang ni memang tak boleh tengok I senanglah! Ada je nak menakutkan orang tau. Isk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apa-apa pun... esok dah masuk bulan Februari. Nanti Februari ada banyak cuti eh? Best! In fact, esok kitorang akan berangkat untuk jalan-jalan di Genting Highlands. Harapnya cuaca ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Adios..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1940040674629842893?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1940040674629842893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-2011-wrap-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1940040674629842893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1940040674629842893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-2011-wrap-up.html' title='January 2011 Wrap Up'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TUY15ZPDw4I/AAAAAAAAAao/Q4WuQgkSMHU/s72-c/SAM_1706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6449516083041032061</id><published>2011-01-03T17:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:45:16.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huuiii... Kahwin Anak VIP ke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Malam New Year (Sabtu) hari tuh pergi wedding reception @ PICC, Putrajaya. Yang kahwinnya kerani kat my department. Semua orang terkejut bila dapat wedding invitation dia.. huiii.. PICC tu... Invitation card pun bukan calang-calang.. macam invitation card orang VIP gitu.. Yelah.. sebab dia just clerk aje &amp;amp; bukan anak orang kaya, sure la semua orang curious kenapa majlis kahwin dia macam gilang-gemilang kan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So memasing pun buat la speculation dia ni kahwin dengan anak VIP ke or dengan orang kaya ke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa wedding reception tu ada rakaman video nikah, tok kadi dia sebut mas kahwin I dengar macam RM26k. Kawan I dengar RM76k. Dan akhirnya diperbetulkan oleh someone, RM36k. Huii.. tu baru mas kahwin. Belum hantaran lagik...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekali rupanya hubby dia tu bukan orang kaya &amp;amp; anak tunggal yatim piatu dari kecik lagi. Tapi mungkin berkat kesungguhan dia, bisnes pun berjaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, moralnya di sini, jangan ingat orang VIP je boleh buat majlis kahwin hebat hebat... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557892455680167634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGZvdCjztI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2Ob4WuUvVoE/s320/Photo341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557892440381394274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGZukDDDWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bqWiPX9cI7Q/s320/Photo336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557892447339171842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGZu996UAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0dWryHA3xhg/s320/Photo338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6449516083041032061?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6449516083041032061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/01/huuiii-kahwin-anak-vip-ke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6449516083041032061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6449516083041032061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/01/huuiii-kahwin-anak-vip-ke.html' title='Huuiii... Kahwin Anak VIP ke?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGZvdCjztI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2Ob4WuUvVoE/s72-c/Photo341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-193433321108825504</id><published>2011-01-03T16:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:56:33.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome New Year!</title><content type='html'>We decided to celebrate the new year by getting a new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557878343857397106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGM6CZ03XI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mGsPONFr2mw/s320/Photo345.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha kalau rambut pendek matanya nampak lagi besar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557878356315410546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGM6w0DEHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/jGbn8s8ht0E/s320/Photo347.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dah potong pendek pun still serabai lagi.. dah namanya curly.. hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557878367911532434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGM7cAx15I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JhvdFS7ObZY/s320/Photo343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even the little munchkin got a new look.. habislah rambut hensem anak ibu.. huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it's not too late to wish everyone a Happy New Year!!  What's your new year resolution?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-193433321108825504?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/193433321108825504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/193433321108825504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/193433321108825504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-new-year.html' title='Welcome New Year!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TSGM6CZ03XI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mGsPONFr2mw/s72-c/Photo345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1449650178758611831</id><published>2010-12-10T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:33:31.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>E.L.V.I.S.</title><content type='html'>Pleased to meet you Elvis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549055847478208482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TQI05KO-J-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/nWCblJ0nyUc/s320/me%2Bwith%2Belvis%2Bdis%2B2010%2Bat%2Bsogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar dicilok dari FB Sogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1449650178758611831?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1449650178758611831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/12/elvis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1449650178758611831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1449650178758611831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/12/elvis.html' title='E.L.V.I.S.'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TQI05KO-J-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/nWCblJ0nyUc/s72-c/me%2Bwith%2Belvis%2Bdis%2B2010%2Bat%2Bsogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4106442173209301845</id><published>2010-12-09T09:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T14:56:10.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis At Sogo?</title><content type='html'>I went to Sogo (as usual :)) during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I saw Elvis Presley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, everybody knows Elvis is dead. It was actually someone impersonated him and his name is Max Pellicano. Seems that Sogo is one of the major sponsors for an event called "A Socially Responsible Evening With Max Pellicano as Elvis To The Max in Blue Hawaii". Don't ask me what it means. I just wrote exactly what I read on the flyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548571735049786290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TQB8mG5qU7I/AAAAAAAAAZU/BGij6Ls7A1o/s320/Photo318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just snap this picture. This lady is not one of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The photographers saw me taking Elvis's picture so two of them approached me and asked me to stand beside Elvis so that they can take our picture together. I was reluctant at first. Being me, a shy shy cat person ... haahahahahaha!!! (sila jangan muntah...)...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So people, if you wanna see me with Elvis, please go to Sogo's Facebook. They'll uploaded the pictures by tomorrow. Hehehehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4106442173209301845?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4106442173209301845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/12/elvis-at-sogo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4106442173209301845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4106442173209301845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/12/elvis-at-sogo.html' title='Elvis At Sogo?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TQB8mG5qU7I/AAAAAAAAAZU/BGij6Ls7A1o/s72-c/Photo318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8204644718208264932</id><published>2010-11-30T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:06:44.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labbaikallah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My parents-in-law (PIL) baru balik dari Mekah last Saturday. They arrived at KLIA at 3 am. The flight was originally scheduled at 10.30 pm on the day before but at the last minute, was delayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was supposed to go to my company annual dinner on the Friday night, 27th Nov. I had registered my name and hubby's on the 2nd of November. 2 weeks after that, I was informed that my PIL were scheduled to arrive at KLIA on Friday, 26th. Only on Tuesday 23rd I was informed that the flight was actually on the 27th. There was a miscommunication between my hubby and his sister. So, I was kelam kabut coz I've already committed to go for the dinner. If I couldn't make it, I'll be charged RM200, RM100 for my hubby's registration and another RM100 for the penalty for me because of not showing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;RM200 is not a small amount for me. So I appealed to my HR, not to deduct my salary because of not going to the dinner. Nasib baiklah dapat... Kalau takkk... abang, please ganti balik duit okeh.. Siapa suruh tak check betul-betul flight schedule tu...?? But, it turned out that we were lucky for not attending the dinner as my friends said it was really not as what was expected. Sangat tak best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't go to the airport as it was really late. My hubby and his siblings went there at 3 am. At the airport, they realized that my MIL's two bags were missing. Both are large bags. Tabung Haji said the bags was left behind at Jeddah and it will take about a month to retrieve back those bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was at my mom's house during the Eid, my mom asked me if I have register my name at Tabung Haji to go for performing hajj. I simply said 'no' .. and I was scolded. Heheh.. My mom said she registered 6 months ago and was told that her turn would be on year 2025. Lamanyaaa..!! So the point is, I have to register now so that by the time I'm ready to go, I don't have to wait very long for my turn. Actually my mom had already performed hajj with my late father when I was in Standard Two. So I was 8 years old then, my younger sister was barely 4 years old and my brother was not existed yet : ) All of us, together with my elder sister who was 11 years old were put under my grandmother's care while our parent's are away. Nasib baiklah my father sempat pergi, coz he passed away when I was 15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The truth is, I'm a bit afraid to register now. Maybe now banyak dosa kot.. haha.. But my mom's right. There's no harm to register now. When the time comes, insya Allah, Allah akan permudahkan. I think I'll register myself together with hubby, on January next year, because he's so tied up with his projects now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Labbaikallah...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8204644718208264932?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8204644718208264932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/labbaikallah.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8204644718208264932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8204644718208264932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/labbaikallah.html' title='Labbaikallah...'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1907499224370482727</id><published>2010-11-22T10:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:18:57.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Wedding Ceremony During The School Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Sunday we went for a wedding ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was actually the wedding of the daughter of Shasha and Sarah's ex-babysitter when we were staying at my MIL's house at Cheras for about 6 months (I think) and after that we moved to our apartment but we still sent our daughters to the babysitter's house as hubby liked to "singgah" to his parents house everyday after work. Hmm.. mommy's favourite son.. what could I say... By the way, the babysitter's name is Kak Salmah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We stop sending Shasha and Sarah to Kak Salmah's house after we decided that it was not convenient as Cheras is very far and we usually had to rushing from our home to avoid my punch card being printed red for late. Well... actually it was ME who made the decision. I was really tired and stressed you know. Can you imagine that you have to rushing everyday to go to work and when you got back to your own house, it is already 10 pm but you still have to do all the house chores and can only go to sleep after 12 am. When I had to go through these everyday, I got angry because it was me who have to bear all the tiredness everyday and to acknowledge that we have the options to send the kids to the nursery or other babysitter near our house. I was frustrated when my hubby decided to send the kids to Kak Salmah's house who lives nearby my parents-in-law's home when we have been living in our own house which is far away from their's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, let's get back to the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kak Salmah and family are Indian Muslims. That's explain how Shasha got the some Malay-Indian words in her vocabulary like 'ata' (grandfather), 'bulum' (belum) etc. The wedding was a mix of Indian and Malay tradition, but more to modern kind of ceremony. It was held in a hotel's hall with a green theme. When we arrived, we were greeted by the immediate family who wears beautiful saris (for the ladies) and batik long sleeve shirt (for the men). We could see the hall was occupied with the Indian Muslim community. Many of them (ladies) wear baju kurung/kebaya with tudung and the men wore songkok/kopiah. They were speaking with their language and Bahasa Malaysia but I notice that most of the younger generation are more comfortable conversing in Bahasa Malaysia. I thought that when we got our seat, we can just eat and leave immediately as hubby wanted to send our car to get repaired. But eventually, the food only be served when the event started, which is after the bride and bridegroom took their seat at the 'pelamin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When the bride and bridegroom finally arrived, the audience were asked to stand up and the kompang was played by a Malay group. There were also a silat team consists of more than 20 men, 6 of them demonstrated their skills to the bride, bridegroom and the audience. There were 'merenjis' ceremony by both the parents and after eat, the bride and bridegroom went to the entrance to 'salam' with the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some of the pictures taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542777862841041026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOvnGW-KAII/AAAAAAAAAYU/2Sh64f7Qnqg/s320/Photo301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The arrival of the 'pengantin'. The girl at the front is the bride's sister, Faizah and she was so attached with Shasha when Shasha was a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542777867561081906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOvnGojgHDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Osb-q3aanzo/s320/Photo297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha's favourite bag. She wouldn't go anywhere without it. Inside are her toys, color pencils, paper and some other things for her to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542777879471878354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOvnHU7QcNI/AAAAAAAAAYk/xzg28cv_P5o/s320/Photo296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzat was so hungry he wanted to eat a plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542777878970623122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOvnHTDv5JI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mlHg9YYCy_E/s320/Photo294.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My little munchkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1907499224370482727?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1907499224370482727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-wedding-ceremony-during-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1907499224370482727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1907499224370482727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-wedding-ceremony-during-school.html' title='The First Wedding Ceremony During The School Break'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOvnGW-KAII/AAAAAAAAAYU/2Sh64f7Qnqg/s72-c/Photo301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1956034732311816895</id><published>2010-11-20T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:14:48.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Spot The Difference?</title><content type='html'>This is before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541657216462664482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOfr4J48syI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Ccp5W_lMDJk/s320/Photo282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before we went back to Malacca to celebrate Eid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541657223053561154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOfr4icVzUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/D0104VoNmtc/s320/Photo290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After we got back from Malacca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you spot the difference?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hehehe.. actually rambut Izzat telah digunting oleh nenek semasa balik kampung untuk Raya Haji. Bukannya banyak sangat nenek gunting. Just dekat sideburn aje. Sebab Izzat asyik tergaru-garu gatal rambut masuk telinga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1956034732311816895?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1956034732311816895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-you-spot-difference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1956034732311816895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1956034732311816895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-you-spot-difference.html' title='Can You Spot The Difference?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TOfr4J48syI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Ccp5W_lMDJk/s72-c/Photo282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6515250400954308631</id><published>2010-11-11T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:09:37.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office Ghost aka Hantu Pejabat</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Warning : Entry ini adalah di bawah kategori 18sg. Sesiapa yang penakut, tidak dibenarkan membaca entry ini. (Macamlah berani sangat.. I pun penakut jugak..haha..!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Korang pernah jumpa hantu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baru-baru ni ada jamuan makan kat department I. Sambil dok makan tu macam biasa la keluar la macam-macam cerita, gossip dan apa-apa yang seangkatan dengannya. Tengah dok syok cerita tiba-tiba je terkeluar cerita H.A.N.T.U. ni. Lepas tu dalam FB pulak esoknya, I punya school group tetiba pulak suruh share citer hantu ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hishh.. I ni bukan suka sangat dengar cerita pasal benda nih. Bukan apa.. dah namanya penakut tu.. nanti kat rumah, kat ofis or kat mana-mana nanti bila I dok sorang-sorang nanti sure teringat-ingat cerita hantu ni. Tapi bila dengar semua bercerita, naik syok jugak..hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi saja je la nak citer kat u all kan apa yang I pernah experience pasal Hantu Pejabat ni. Kenapa I panggil hantu pejabat? Pasal dia ada kat ofislah.. dok mengusik manusia yang datang kerja. Memangla hantu ni ada kat mana-mana dan bagi I benda-benda jahat yang kita tak boleh nampak like syaitan, iblis, jin or roh jahat, semuanya hantu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dalam ofis I, staff tak ramai. Pernah satu hari ni, I kena balik lambat sebab nak siapkan something. Kebetulan yang lain semua balik awal. Masa tu baru nak pukul 6 petang. Office mate depan I sebelum balik dah switch off PC dia termasuk la power point kat bawah tu. Tengah I dok sibuk menaip, tetiba je PC office mate I tu boleh start as if macam someone tengah pakai. Haduii.. Memula I ingat PC tu rosak ke apa. Sekali siap ada bunyi klik klik macam orang tekan mouse. Hiyyaaaa!!!!! Ini sudah lebeyy... Saja nak menakutkan I la tu! Apa lagi... tanpa sempat tutup PC, I pun sambar beg tangan dan berlari keluar dengan sepantas kilat. Tapi sempat punch out tu sebab I kan staff yang berdisiplin..(hahaha!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kawan sebelah I pun pernah cerita, kalau dia balik lambat, mesti ada dengar bunyi-bunyian kat dalam ofis yang menaikkan bulu roma. Ada sekali dia biarkan aje bunyi tu sebab memang nak kena habiskan kerja cepat. Sekali dia terasa macam ada orang datang duduk betul-betul depan dia. Walau pun tak nampak, kita boleh rasa the existance of someone or something kan. Dia pun apalagi.. berdesup la lari keluar. Kang tak pasal pasal pengsan sensorang dalam ofis, esok pagi baru orang jumpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we all assume that T.H.I.N.G. maybe marah sebab kitorang tak balik-balik lagi. Sekarang turn dia pulak nak kerja. Hantu pun kerja jugak kot macam kita, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remember masa I was based in JB, ada 2 experience yang lagi horror. 1st, masa I terpaksa stay back sebab nak kena siapkan report nak submit esoknya. Dah maghrib dah masa tu. Semua orang kat floor tu dah balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tengah buat report, tetiba je dengar bunyi orang selak-selak kertas, bunyi orang pakai stapler &amp;amp; bunyi orang berjalan kat sebelah sana. I dah rasa takut dah. Tapi cekalkan jugak hati nak siapkan kerja. Sekali.... terasa macam ada orang tengah perhatikan I. Haduiii... bulu roma berdiri tak usah nak cakaplah... Kelam kelibut I tarik handbag, lari ke pintu keluar. Tapi.. masih sempat jugak punch out. Nanti apa-apa hal ada bukti I tinggalkan pejabat pukul berapa kan? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2nd case, ada sekali tu I was rushing from my department nak pergi G floor. Takde bawak hp sebab ingat kejap je. So I pun masuk lif yang nak turun ke bawah &amp;amp; tekan butang G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pintu lif tertutup. Tapi lif tu tak bergerak-gerak. Tiba-tiba je, instead of turun bawah, lif tu naik atas. I dah rasa panic. I tekan la butang suruh stop &amp;amp; buka pintu lif. Tapi lif tu terusss je bawak I naik. Korang tau sampai tingkat berapa? Lif tu akhirnya berhenti kat tingkat paling atas sekali dalam bangunan tu. Tiba-tiba pintu lif terbuka. Tingkat paling atas tu tak ada siapa yang occupy so keadaan adalah gelap gelita sebab tak ada lampu yang dipasang. Sib baiklah ada cahaya daripada tingkap sebelah tepi so nampaklah sikit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tekan tekan emergency button, tak ada siapa pun yang attend. Tekan-tekan button tutup pintu lif, pintu tak mo tutup. Tekan suruh turun bawah pun tak nak turun bawah. Sudahhh... dah la tak ada hp nak call sesapa. Nak keluar takut. Nak duduk dalam lif pun takut jugak. Nak nak masa tu tengah popular cerita hantu The Eyes yang ada scene hantu dalam lif tu. Lagi la makcik rasa nak terkencing. Dah la masa tu period la pulak tak leh nak baca-baca ayat Quran tapi I hentam baca jugak pasal dah darurat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dalam 10 minit lif tu macam tu jugak, I got no choice, kena keluar jugak carik tangga turun. Walaupun kat luar tu gelap, terpaksa jugak la. At least ada la effort kan daripada biar je. Elok je I keluar, pintu lif tertutup. Hantu betul. Tekan tekan tak mo bukak, I nekad cari tangga. Baru je langkah berapa tapak, pintu lif terbuka balik. Dah rasa berbelah hati nak masuk lif ke nak carik tangga. Last-last I masuk balik lif &amp;amp; tekan turun bawah. Alhamdulillah lif tu terus turun G floor. Sampai je kat bawah punya la rasa lega. Tapi sakit hati betullah. Saja je hantu ni mengusik I tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So tu la ceritanya experience I dengan hantu ofis ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh... lupa la pulak malam ni malam jumaat. Hallamaaakkkk.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6515250400954308631?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6515250400954308631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/office-ghost-aka-hantu-pejabat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6515250400954308631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6515250400954308631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/office-ghost-aka-hantu-pejabat.html' title='The Office Ghost aka Hantu Pejabat'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5684619912119948603</id><published>2010-11-08T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:13:38.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam birthday I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Owhh..bertambah lagi umur...sudah semakin tua..(sambil mengecheck garis-garis kat muka). Iskk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oleh kerana semalam adalah hari Ahad, maka plan telah dibuat untuk celebrate di KLCC. Lama la tak makan kat Chilli's. My kids keep asking, kenapa hari ni birthday ibu, kenapa bukan birthday diorang. Camane nak jawab eh? And kenapa tak ada kek &amp;amp; hadiah from ayah? Tak payah kek lah... Nanti bukannya habis makan. Hadiah pulak ayah dah bagi the day before. Nak tahu apa? Ayah bagi kat ibu hadiah multi purpose vacuum cleaner besar punya... yang bernama Robo Clean. Apa punya hadiah... Sungguh tidak romantik laaa..:p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067822169414562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNed2P2nW6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/_YFAtX3hiMw/s320/PB070578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah yang excited tengok dessert yang telah diletak lilin by Chilli's staff. Rupanya diorang tau my birthday &amp;amp; siap bawak dessert tu beramai-ramai sambil nyanyi lagu Happy Birthday... hihihi... glemer kejap birthday girl.. (girl ke? muahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067817006105714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNed18nlhHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/0Zr8LipUnKQ/s320/PB070554.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha tunjuk skill snap gambar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067824978100546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNed2aUQgUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3yc5I5gIZqw/s320/PB070574.JPG" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah : Bila nak makan kek aiskrim niiii.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067830480622178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNed2u0KUmI/AAAAAAAAAXs/lK7Liwj_HmA/s320/PB070570.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I ate. Sila lihat ada tangan seseorang telah mencilok separuh daripada meal I. Sayur telah habis di'ngap' dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067831634796498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNed2zHVn9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/pCs__1PSgIw/s320/PB070566.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzat yang tak reti duduk diam. Behave satu saat je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537070088379946898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNef6KJT15I/AAAAAAAAAX8/6E9Lf40Da14/s320/PB070564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kena gilir-gilir pegang budak ni. Tak mo duduk dalam stroller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks a lot kepada semua yang wish dalam facebook. Jenuh I reply all the messages sampai masuk tidur dekat kol 12. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5684619912119948603?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5684619912119948603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5684619912119948603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5684619912119948603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNed2P2nW6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/_YFAtX3hiMw/s72-c/PB070578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5888625910778220961</id><published>2010-11-02T09:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T23:03:29.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Izzat At 7 Months</title><content type='html'>Izzat now is 7 months and a week old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekarang ni dok meniarap, bergolek, gostan dan berpusing-pusing je kerjanya. He's a very happy and cheerful baby. Always smiling, I feel that my heart melt everytime I look at him. He's so adorable and charming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Izzat suka bercakap (dalam bahasa dia la)... suka terjerit-jerit bila main sorang-sorang. Suka sangat tergelak kalau orang agah dia. Tak boleh nampak I, mesti nak suruh dukung. Nanti kaki tangan dia bergerak-gerak macam excited, ingat I nak ambik dia la tu. Suka buat sembur air liur "apurrr..apurrr.." bunyi dia.. Sekarang dah pandai tunjuk sayang. Kalau I cakap, "Sayang ibu?" Nanti dia gosok-gosokkan kepala dan dahi dia kat muka I. Tak pun dia hisap pipi or dagu I sampai meleleh air liur dia.. hihihi.. Syayanggg anak ibu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi bila lapar, tak boleh lambat bagi susu. Nanti mengamukk!! Haha..! Maka setiap kali dia nak susu, kelam kabut la nak membuatnya pasal tak boleh lambat siap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536447781377479858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNVp7H6BFLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2-0Sf6oHfhA/s320/Photo258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536447790215533474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNVp7o1LE6I/AAAAAAAAAXM/1Hw5QmWxjSE/s320/Photo238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iras Shasha masa baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eh, esok berapa haribulan ha..? Ehem..ehem...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5888625910778220961?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5888625910778220961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/izzat-at-7-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5888625910778220961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5888625910778220961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/11/izzat-at-7-months.html' title='Izzat At 7 Months'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TNVp7H6BFLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2-0Sf6oHfhA/s72-c/Photo258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1850078024749954713</id><published>2010-10-27T15:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T12:14:41.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Experience Mengambil Bibik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila rasa nak update, tak ada masa... Bila ada masa, rasa malas pulak... Apa nak jadilah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Macam yang I dah bagitau, I dah dapat bibik. So sekarang ni hari-hari nak pergi kerja tak adalah kelam kabut sangat walaupun hubby tak ada sebab bila mandikan the girls untuk pergi nursery, baby Izzat boleh pass kat bibik &amp;amp; bibik pun siapkan breakfast for the girls. Bila balik dari office takdelah terkejar-kejar sangat nak balik sebab Izzat dah ada kat rumah, Sarah start next month which is on next week dah tak payah hantar nursery. Cuma for Shasha ni tak decide lagi sebab bulan depan separuh bulan pertama tu kena pergi kindergarten lagi sebab school holiday only started on 17th (Raya Haji). Bila tanya teacher dia pasal fees, teacher kata kena bayar full jugak eventhough datang separuh bulan je. Tapi Shasha punya konvo hari Sabtu ni, so buat apa pergi sekolah lagi ye..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berbalik kisah bibik, I sebenarnya ambik bibik ni straight daripada ejen kat Indon. Sebab I fikir risiko ambik through local ejen pun sama je kena tipu baik I ambik dari sana sebab feesnya lagi murah, ada 3 bulan guarantee &amp;amp; gaji bibik pun tak payah bayar 2 bulan. Compared to local agent sekarang kena bayar RM8k, for the Indon agent, I just have to pay RM3500. So at least kalau kena tipu takdelah hangus RM8k ok. Tapi bear in mind, you have to go through all the hassle untuk dapatkan approval immigration, ambik sendiri maid kat Port Klang, buat Fomema &amp;amp; submit ke immigration semula. Tapi kalau buat benda tu semua you'll save RM4k instead of guna local agent yang uruskan semua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was introduced to this agent by one of my friends in my company, who happened to use this agent everytime she needs to get a maid. So far rasanya dah 4 orang maid dia dapatkan through this agent and three of them turned out well. Lagi sorang tu dia tukar sebelum habis tempoh 3 bulan percubaan. Sebab dah ada testimonial, and because I desperately need to get someone to help me taking care of the children and the house while hubby is away, I just grab this opportunity. Why not give it a try since there is a need and the cost is affordable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So bila I contact that agent, dia poskan document the maid for me to submit to immigration. So bila buat benda ni ada la experience yang tak elok sikit dengan orang immigration ni. Biasa la kan.. tu la sebabnya public selalu pandang rendah kat pekerja government ni.. ada je hal nak menyusahkan orang :p Tapi alhamdulillah semuanya ok. Tapi tetiba maid ni tak sabar-sabar pulak nak datang. Kitorang tak readykan lagi biliknya. Tetiba agent bagi sms yang I baru baca pukul 3 pagi, dia kata maid tu dah nak naik feri pagi Jumaat tu. I was like, biar betulll.. Macam mana I nak ambik cuti or time-off. Bos pun tak ada. Hubby I dah la tengah outstation and I tak pernah seumur hidup drive sendiri ke Klang. Sekarang pun drive setakat pegi balik kerja je.. Haih.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila I consult kakak yang recommendkan agent tu, dia kata tak payah rushing. Lepas kerja pun boleh ambil. So I pun relaks je la. Tapi tak terfikir pulak I kena balik rumah dulu sebab tertinggal dokumen yang diperlukan untuk ambik maid tu. Sudahnya lepas kerja I kena balik rumah dulu ambik dokumen &amp;amp; bertolak ke Klang pukul 6.30 petang. Nasib baik la ada adik ipar yang duduk kat Klang so I mintak tolong dia tunggu kat mana-mana untuk tunjuk jalan pergi Port Klang. Punya la gamble je drive dengan tak tau nak masuk jalan mana. Just follow sign board je tapi sign board pun ntahapahapa. Kejap kata nak pergi Klang masuk sini aleh aleh pastu dah takde signboard Klang. So ada la I termasuk kat dalam kawasan bandar Shah Alam sib baik lepas tu jumpa signboard Klang balik. Dah la malam malam mata tak berapa nampak lampu kereta belakang tu jauh ke dekat. Sib baik la berjaya juga sampai ke Klang without tersesat. Jumpa adik ipar kat Bukit Raja and then follow dia pergi Port Klang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Punya la jauhhhhh Port Klang tu!! Sib baik la I tak bawak my kids sekali. Kalau tak, stress! Diorang dok kat nursery sampai malam. Kesiannn.. Bila nak ambik maid tu, sekali lagi experince tak elok dengan immigration. Hampeh betul officer kat situ. Belagak sangat..aku tampa kang... Eh..eh..emotional pulak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Akhirnya bibik &amp;amp; me selamat sampai ke rumah. Ambik anak-anak dulu kat nursery.. sian tengok Izzat dah tertidur. Sib baik the girls dah makan. My mom pulak, bila tau je bibik dah sampai, esoknya terus datang rumah I pasal dia nak tengok bibik tu kerja macam mana dalam seminggu, ok ke tak ok. So setakat ni nampak oklah.. I pun bukan jenis cerewet sangat. Lagipun kat rumah dah pasang kamera yang kita boleh tengok through internet. So dari office I boleh tengok la maid tu keje macamana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebab my mom sekarang duduk seminggu kat rumah I, dan bibik hari-hari mengemaskan rumah, hidup sangatlah bahagia... Dapat makan sedap-sedap mak masak, rumah dah bersih. Kiranya bila I balik just layan anak &amp;amp; siapkan beg sekolah diorang je la. Dapat relax lebih sikit... Indahnya hidup... Tapi sekarang ni I tengah diet, sepatutnya takleh makan banyak. Peduli apa... bila lagi nak dapat makan sedap macam ni. Hihi... Tapi semalam dengan hari ni I puasa.. Di samping kena ganti puasa, kena control jugak kalau tak badan naik lagi ouwh I tak rela...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Korang bila lagi nak ambik bibik? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1850078024749954713?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1850078024749954713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-experience-mengambil-bibik.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1850078024749954713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1850078024749954713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-experience-mengambil-bibik.html' title='1st Experience Mengambil Bibik'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2957241991119918384</id><published>2010-10-25T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:23:49.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bibik Is Here</title><content type='html'>Ya.. I telah berjaya mendapat seorang bibik. Seronoknya weekend dapat berehat lebih sikit... Tapi tak sempat la nak tulis banyak, ada meeting lepas ni. Nantilah.. ada banyak benda nak update. Tunggulah esok ke.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2957241991119918384?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2957241991119918384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/bibik-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2957241991119918384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2957241991119918384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/bibik-is-here.html' title='The Bibik Is Here'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-43641935006268692</id><published>2010-10-11T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:19:23.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went for a press conference organized by OCBC Bank this morning. My company has business integrations with the bank and the bank wants to tell the media about the collaboration with the statutory bodies involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526695780991946738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TLLEh_esz_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/eB5o_nyWUVA/s320/Photo249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the refreshments provided. I was like eating for a lunch. Sangat kenyang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-43641935006268692?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/43641935006268692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/corporate-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/43641935006268692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/43641935006268692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/corporate-event.html' title='Corporate Event'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TLLEh_esz_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/eB5o_nyWUVA/s72-c/Photo249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8845345806405886684</id><published>2010-10-01T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:06:12.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Maid Is Coming?</title><content type='html'>I'm on leave today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go to Immigration office to get documents needed to apply for a maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm getting a maid. This is more to "I need to have a maid" rather than "I want a maid". To get a maid is a must due to current circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will be fine so the maid can come before 15th October. I heard that Indonesia government will impose the "ban on Malaysia" after 15th October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8845345806405886684?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8845345806405886684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/maid-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8845345806405886684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8845345806405886684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/10/maid-is-coming.html' title='The Maid Is Coming?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1624711383351489527</id><published>2010-09-30T16:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:57:20.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rembatan Di Warehouse Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Sogo Warehouse Sale yesterday during lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522982827222259506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TKWTno0qVzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/SBjiMKxJOcw/s320/Photo223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this as the free gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522982829821651826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TKWTnygZ63I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vW01RJjexug/s320/Photo221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522982834704029106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TKWToEsdFbI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Temb2OPdor8/s320/Photo220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And actually there is another gift which I forgot to redeem because I was rushing back to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah..lumayannnnn...&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/5070070166441998378-1624711383351489527?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1624711383351489527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/09/rembatan-di-warehouse-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1624711383351489527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1624711383351489527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/09/rembatan-di-warehouse-sale.html' title='Rembatan Di Warehouse Sale'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TKWTno0qVzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/SBjiMKxJOcw/s72-c/Photo223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3149535578081144762</id><published>2010-09-22T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T14:28:40.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya..raya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tahun ni raya pertama dan kedua di Melaka. Sepatutnya tahun ni turn KL tapi last minute tukar plan pasal in laws ajak beraya di Perak raya kedua dan ketiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tema tahun ini adalah kelabu. Tapi sebab ayahnya dah awal-awal bagitau malas nak buat baju melayu pasal tahun-tahun lepas punya baju pun tak pakai sangat, so I prepare baju I dengan anak-anak je la. Tup tup bila ayahnya tengok anak-anak punya baju especially baby Izzat, dia pulak teringin nak pakai baju melayu kelabu. Tak ada maknanya bang... lagi 2 hari lagi nak raya baru nak cari baju melayu kelabu konfem la tak jumpa. Sudahnya pakai baju raya 2 tahun lepas punya je la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baju raya anak-anak semuanya beli je. Tak sempat nak tempah. Baju I pun nasib baik la tailor nak ambil tempahan lagi. Dia pun faham baru je habis berpantang bersalinkan Izzat mana sempat beli kain lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Raya pertama di Melaka memang best pasal pergi rumah orang semua jamu makan sedap-sedap. Mana nak dapat peluang macam ni lagi. So lupakanlah dietmu itu. Hasil penangan makan tak ingat dunia itu asyik pergi toilet je la jadinya. Sampai tiga kali. Tapi tak boleh lawan hubby I keluar masuk toilet sampai 10 kali. Hahaha.. dah tau perut jenis tak tahan lagi nak makan macam-macam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So.. Selamat Hari Raya from all of us. Kalau nak buat open house tu jangan lupa jemput kitorang. Tahun ni tak buat open house la pasal budget lari :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519617771741005970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TJmfHoSOSJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/OusuTnugTqw/s320/P9090504.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pagi raya Shasha requested nak pakai tudung pasal tengok cousins semua pakai. I terlupa pulak nak belikan tudung. Last last pakaikan dengan tudung I kaler coklat pasal baju dia ada kaler coklat sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519617781356114786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TJmfIMGpM2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/GijLQQDeh2A/s320/P9090508.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raya pertama Izzat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3149535578081144762?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3149535578081144762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/09/rayaraya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3149535578081144762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3149535578081144762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/09/rayaraya.html' title='Raya..raya..'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TJmfHoSOSJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/OusuTnugTqw/s72-c/P9090504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-68783090901650018</id><published>2010-09-13T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:53:40.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>Orang dah raya keempat dah baru nak wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa nak buat baru berkesempatan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya semua.. mohon maaf zahir dan batin.. bila makan juadah tu beringatla sikit.. kut tak nanti jadi cam hubby I, raya pertama 10 kali masuk toilet.. hehe.. siann.. tu la bila makan tak hengat dunia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Aidilfitri. Jangan lupa buat puasa ganti dan puasa enam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-68783090901650018?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/68783090901650018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/68783090901650018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/68783090901650018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6360027106466743496</id><published>2010-08-26T15:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:01:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapdet Yang Lapuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lama wehh tak menghapdet. Hidupku sekarang sangatlah hectic.. Biasalah bila hubby outstation straight berminggu-minggu. Mak nak kena uruskan anak lagi, uruskan rumah lagi sensorang. Paling sadis bila pagi pagi nak pergi kerja. Bulan ni aje dah 4 kali lewat tau. Harus kena mengadap big boss hujung bulan ni.. huwaaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oleh kerana dah lama takde cerita dan hari ni ada sedikit free time sebab half day, bulehlah kita menghapdet apa yang patut. Korang janganlah sampai muntah darah baca cerita banyak-banyak ni ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cerita 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pagi pagi tadi bila adik I hantar I ke LRT untuk pergi kerja (my brother now duduk dengan I buat teman sampai lepas raya sebab hubby outstation), tetiba berlaku insiden menyayat hati. Ibu jari tangan kanan I tersepit kat pintu masa I nak tutup pintu passenger depan.. (ceh.. menyayat hati ke ni..:)). I langsung tak perasan pun memulanya. Tetiba je rasa, "Eh, apasal sakit sangat jari ni?". Rupanya sudah tersepit itu jari. Sakitnya haduiii... Allah je la yang tahu.. Sib baik adik I tak terus jalan dengan jari I melekat lagi kat pintu kereta tu. Dalam LRT punyala menahan sakit. Kalau korang suka tengok kartun macam Tom &amp;amp; Jerry kan, bila bab bab kena ketuk dengan penukul tu jari dia jadi besar kecik besar kecik .. macam tu la rasanya. Sampai kat ofis I pergi klinik. Doc buat x ray, alhamdulillah tak ada yang serious like patah ke retak ke. Tapi doc kata kalau sampai petang tak baik lagi doc nak buat lubang nak keluarkan darah beku. Hapaa..? Habisla cacat tangan ni.. Dah la nak raya tak lama lagi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cerita 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni half day sebab buat pengesahan kat bakal sekolah baru Shasha. Memang sebelum ni ada dapat surat suruh buat pengesahan dari 1 - 30 Ogos 2010 tapi I ingat setakat call or online je. Nak dijadikan cerita, semalam tergerak hati nak call sekolah tu konon nak buat pengesahan la Shasha memang nak enroll kat situ. Sekali staff tu kata, "Akak kena datang sekolah bawak surat beranak asal dengan surat yang akak dapat tu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok.. First, the due date tolak cuti am &amp;amp; weekend, cuma tinggal 2 hari je lagi, hari ni dan Isnin depan. Second, I baru je minta cuti untuk Jumaat ni sebab bila Selangor cuti, I pun terpaksa cuti pasal nursery anak tutup. Hari ni pulak supposed ada 4 meeting dari pagi sampai la petang. Camane nak ambik cuti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi disebabkan hubungan baik dengan bos, maka dapatlah I cuti half day hari ni. Mekasih boss...! Jasamu dikenang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cerita 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shasha setakat ni berjaya puasa penuh.. alhamdulillah.. I betul-betul tak sangka dia boleh tahan. Sebab ni first experience dia. Harapnya dapatlah dia puasa penuh sebulan. Tapi setiapkali bersahur nak kena bersuap, kalau tak tak mo makan. Tu la antara sebab hidup I sangat kelam kabut di bulan puasa ni. Waktu kerja lagi awal setengah jam. Bila hubby tak ada I terkejar-kejar nak buat semua benda. Kalau Shasha boleh sahur sendiri at least jimatla jugak masa. Tapi tak apalah... asalkan dia nak berpuasa I dah rasa bersyukur sangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cerita 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni my mom's birthday. I dah belikan hadiah kat dia sebelum maternity leave lagi. Punyala baguih.. Simpan punyala lama. Kebetulan masa tu ada gerai jual buku kat ofis I, ada jual satu kitab Al-Quran tebal siap dengan CD, terjemahan ayat satu per satu dan ayat penuh, tajwid, sirah, bukti-bukti kekuasaan Allah dll. Bagus sangat kitab tu. Harga pun boleh tahan jugak. Tapi tak apalah.. untuk mak mahal sikit pun tak apa. Janji berguna untuk dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cerita 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tetiba ada satu malam tu (dalam minggu ni) wife kepada kawan hubby I call I. I ingat siapa la nombor tak kenal. Rupanya dia cerita hubby dia dah main kayu tiga dan minta I tolong check through EPF punya database, minah yang ada affair dengan hubby dia tu kerja kat mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well... 1st of all, I takut nak masuk campur hubungan orang lain lebih lebih lagi dengan orang yang memang I tak rapat. Nanti tak pasal pasal I terheret sama dengan problem diorang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Secondly, nak suruh I tengok maklumat orang through company punya database is definitely wrong ok. Mau kena tindakan tatatertib kalau management dapat tau ni. Memang la I boleh tolong tengok-tengokkan info dalam database tu tapi only if orang yang bertanya tu minta tengokkan info diri dia sendiri or orang terdekat like hubby or children, dengan kebenaran that third party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tak sangka pulak kawan hubby I tu boleh ada affair dengan orang lain. The wifey said the hubby selalu kata kena pergi outstation tapi bila she managed to check his hp, penuh dengan sms yang proved the hubby was somewhere else, with the girl. The hubby even pernah tidur dekat rumah that girl. I was like... alamakk.. my hubby pun selalu outstation apa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmmm.. susah nak cakap bila jadi macam ni. Lelaki ni memang susah nak cari yang betul-betul baik. I still trust my hubby.. but not 100%. The possibility is still there. Harap-harapnya he's not like that. So far tak ada apa-apa lagi yang suspicious about him. Itulah bagusnya kalau kahwin dengan orang yang tak hensem. Kita taklah risau sangat..hahaha..! Takdelah.. benda kalau nak jadi nak buat macamana. Kita kena selalu berdoa sajalah moga benda-benda yang tak baik tak berlaku dalam hidup kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Demikianlah beberapa kisah saya buat hari ini. Tak tahulah bila lagi sempat menghapdet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ehh... hari ni gaji kan..? Selamat menghabiskan duit gaji ye kengkawan. Dah nak raya ni macam macam benda nak belikan... Jangan sampai hutang meleret leret sudah... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6360027106466743496?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6360027106466743496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/08/hapdet-yang-lapuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6360027106466743496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6360027106466743496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/08/hapdet-yang-lapuk.html' title='Hapdet Yang Lapuk'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6295527744950603661</id><published>2010-08-12T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T13:21:34.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam hari pertama Shasha belajar puasa. Masa last year ingat nak ajar dia puasa tapi my in laws kata kecik sangat lagi. Kesian kat dia. Tapi I dulu-dulu 5 tahun dah kena puasa apa.. walaupun tak penuh. 6 tahun baru dapat puasa penuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berbalik cerita 1st day puasa Shasha, alhamdulillah dapat puasa penuh. Tapi dramanya jangan cerita la.. Sehari sebelum puasa dah cakap dengan dia esok kena puasa. Dia tak nak. Tapi I pujuk-pujuk, bagi dia excited sikit.. barulah dia nak puasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa sahur semalam makan dua suap je. Itupun ibu yang suap. Masa hantar dia ke Taska, pesan kat cikgu dia tolong tengok-tengokkan. Kalau dia tak tahan sangat baru bagi buka puasa. Tapi alhamdulullah masa ambil dia dari Taska cikgu dia cakap dia tak berbuka lagi. Tapi lepas tu Shasha bagitau dia nak something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dia kata, 'Ibu, nanti belikan oren yang makanan macam kawan kita **** beli'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tanya, 'Buah orange ke?'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Bukannn...'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Air oren ke?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Haah.. tapi yang makanan..'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haduii.. ape benda la yang si Shasha ni maksudkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last-last hubby I kata beli air oren je lah.. sebab malas nak fikir apa benda sebenarnya yang Shasha nak. Dia pun bila suruh explain tak reti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shasha merajuk &amp;amp; nangis bila ayahnya nak belikan air oren. Beriya-iya nangis bila ayahnya beli jugak. Shasha ni perangai dia kalau tak dapat benda yang dia nak tu memang degil tak nak berenti menangis. Sudahnya sampai ke rumah tak mahu keluar dari kereta. Puas la I pujuk pujuk. Buka kartun kat tv baru berhenti nangis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lagi setengah jam nak buka dah ngadu lapar.. tak tahan nak makan... I cuak juga. Tapi cuba delay-delaykan. Akhirnya dapatlah dia berbuka sesudah azan.. Yay...! Shasha berjaya puasa satu hari penuh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm really proud of you kakak...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504388463214497282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TGOEJM-ojgI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0dBco1I-FBk/s320/P7260065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6295527744950603661?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6295527744950603661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-day-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6295527744950603661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6295527744950603661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-day-ramadhan.html' title='1st Day Ramadhan'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TGOEJM-ojgI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0dBco1I-FBk/s72-c/P7260065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2955084379624867889</id><published>2010-08-03T16:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:56:01.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Milk Supply</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ini adalah masalah biasa bagi ibu-ibu yang menyusukan anak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Based on my experience with my second child, I know I have to do something extra when I decided to breastfeed my little son. With Sarah, I only breastfeed her for about 6 months. After that, the milk has run out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For a start, I bought Medela breastpump because from my research, it is the best breastpump in the market and is highly recommended. I pump everyday in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I fully breastfeed my baby at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I consume nutritional milk for breastfeeding mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not dieting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I try to drink lots of water per day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I pray to God everytime after prayer that He will let me breastfeed my son hopefully until he is 2 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi... I still tak dapat the deserved outcome. Makcik sangat sedih dan susah hati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Orang kata, kena guna phsychology. Susu banyak atau sikit bergantung pada apa yang kita fikirkan. It's all in the mind. Kena selalu yakin susu itu banyak dan mencukupi untuk baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well.... I tried but to no avail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sekarang makcik sangat stress... I desperately want to breastfeed my baby as long as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501193646116603570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TFgqeX1qhrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/0ILigP7pWiI/s400/His+laugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He loves his mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501105635765824194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TFfabfu4qsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/S8EujFA4eRg/s400/Mom+and+son.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pride and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501197005565656034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TFgth6wu--I/AAAAAAAAAV8/3qYcL7QE428/s400/He+smiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tersenget pulak gambar ni. Izzat tengah excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501105636406040578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TFfabiHhmAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ouYIsbJ5lNU/s400/Kiss+izzat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The love of my life (tangan Sarah enterprem)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2955084379624867889?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2955084379624867889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/08/low-milk-supply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2955084379624867889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2955084379624867889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/08/low-milk-supply.html' title='Low Milk Supply'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TFgqeX1qhrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/0ILigP7pWiI/s72-c/His+laugh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2726015681358641742</id><published>2010-07-08T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:01:01.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;World Cup dah nak abis dah. Sodih den team favourite German kalah tipis pagi tadi. Camane buleh kalah ni. Hampeh betul Paul si sotong tu. Kena pulak tu tilikan dia. Sure penyokong German rasa nak tangkap &amp;amp; masak je sotong tu kan. Takpelah.. bagi la chance team orange dengan Spain masuk final. Setahu I dua-dua team ni tak pernah menang lagi World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Disebabkan World Cup ni, dah berapa minggu I tak dapat tengok Desperate Housewives. Hubby dah standby awal-awal depan tv. Kompunan den. Last Tuesday baru dapat tengok balik. Katherine dah jadi lesbian? Apa?! Punyala dah ketinggalan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491406798845751650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TDVlY4pdsWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-NkzIJD2CGg/s400/Photo072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491406790669290258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TDVlYaMCyxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/S2hzmTgqDP4/s400/Photo084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My lovely, precious baby&lt;/em&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/5070070166441998378-2726015681358641742?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2726015681358641742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2726015681358641742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2726015681358641742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-fever.html' title='World Cup Fever'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TDVlY4pdsWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-NkzIJD2CGg/s72-c/Photo072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4594622516444132488</id><published>2010-07-01T14:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:48:31.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari Kita Beryoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam pergi massage tengok spa tu dah jadik lain. Punya la lama tak datang, tempat dah tukar, nama pun dah berubah. Dah tukar owner la tu. Sekali tengok tak buka lagi. Aiseh.. camane boleh tak sedar I sampai 1 jam awal. Takkan nak tercongok sejam kat waiting area tu. Oleh kerana Pavilion kat sebelah belakang bangunan tu aje, apalagi... marilah kita pergi mengukur bangunan Pavilion itu. Tengok Gap dengan Pumpkin Patch ada sale la. Ada la sambar beberapa helai baju kat Gap untuk baju raya anak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila sampai kat spa, tengok I punya tukang urut pun dah tukar kakak lain. Kakak yang selalu urut I dulu tu dah berhenti rupanya. Tak apalah. Kakak yang ini pun ok jugak cuma urutannya sakit sikit. Kalau yang dulu mengurut sure I akan tertidur sebab lembut &amp;amp; best. Tapi baguslah untuk badan. Maybe dia bagi urutan tu sebab tau I baru lepas bersalin. Dia ada bagi few comments. Dia kata tulang belakang I bengkok sikit pas tu belakang badan sebelah kiri uratnya tak elok banding sebelah kanan. Bila dia picit sebelah kiri I rasa sakit tapi sebelah kanan tak. Dia kata one of the reasons maybe the way I walk, posture badan tak betul, masa bersalin banyak duduk daripada baring. Semua yang kakak tu cakap betul. Lagipun I suka sangat angkat barang berat guna sebelah kiri &amp;amp; suka sangat duduk silang kaki. Tu semua tak bagus untuk badan. Dia kata dalam 3 - 4 hari lepas urut keadaan badan I akan jadi balik semula macam sebelum urut. So dia suggest kalau I tak ada masa nak mengurut, cuba practice yoga. Amboih.. nak kena belajar yoga la pulak lepas ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh, Sogo ada baby fair best jugak. Branded punya barang like Combi, Graco, Bumble Bee, Lamaze dll on discounted price. I beli mainan Lamaze untuk Izzat kakaknya pulak yang lebih-lebih main. Strollers murahlah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4594622516444132488?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4594622516444132488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/07/mari-kita-beryoga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4594622516444132488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4594622516444132488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/07/mari-kita-beryoga.html' title='Mari Kita Beryoga'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-560773144657341698</id><published>2010-06-29T15:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:20:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jom Pegi Spa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lamanya tak menulis dalam ni. Nak tulis kat opis tak sempat. Kat rumah lagi la tak sempat.. (alasan...)hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My life has been better.. mekasih kengkawan yang bagi nasihat/pandangan... Azie, Siti, Amy dll.. thanks... Ada beberapa decision telah dibuat since kelahiran Izzat termasuklah decided untuk ambik maid recently. Yes, after considering lots of things especially Shasha nak masuk Standard 1, I think we have to get a maid so that I can focus on Shasha, Sarah and Izzat's development. This is more to 'we have to' rather than 'we want to' have a maid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow I'll be on leave. Bukannya nak buat apa sangat.. saja nak pergi bermanja di spa &amp;amp; shopping.. haha... The truth is nak pergi beli baju raya anak kat Isetan Sale. Sebelum ni mana sempat.. dah alang-alang tengah end of season clearance sale Isetan ni apalagi.. Lagipun I seriously nak pergi massage. Susu badan dah berkurang la.. I heard that kalau pergi massage, it might help to improve its quantity. I surfed the internet to get info on how to overcome this problem. Banyak betul petua rupanya. Lepas ni nak kena amalkanlah... Nanti buat penat je beli breast pump mahal-mahal tapi sekejap je dapat perah susu. Kesian Izzat... tak puas minum. Sebelum ni kalau kat rumah I fully breastfeed him tapi sekarang dah kena campur. Sedih tau. The mothers yang baca this entry sure faham kan macamana rasanya bila kita dapat breastfeed baby. Rasa bahagia sangat. Bila balik kerja, ambil baby kat nursery and dia macam tak sabar-sabar nak 'nenen', rasa satu perasaan yang sangat indah. Haha.. bukan main lagi bahasa I. Seriously..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488118230343432738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TCm2dAT3OiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/muzEk97Bdxw/s400/Photo012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mata Izzat besar macam Kakak Shasha dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam pergi Alamanda ternampak this wedges taruss beli (betul ke kasut ni kita panggil wedges?). Dari masa pregnant lagi kenapa tah asyik teringin nak pakai wedges. Lepas ni nak kena ada collection la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488118240859615362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TCm2dnfHcII/AAAAAAAAAUU/b8RxfSnjT50/s400/Photo121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Murah je.. Tapi makcik berkenan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-560773144657341698?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/560773144657341698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/jom-pegi-spa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/560773144657341698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/560773144657341698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/jom-pegi-spa.html' title='Jom Pegi Spa'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TCm2dAT3OiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/muzEk97Bdxw/s72-c/Photo012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6526114683176958332</id><published>2010-06-14T16:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:35:07.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Susah Senang Kita Bersama</title><content type='html'>Since last week, hubby dah bagitau yang dia kena outstation this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebab Izzat kecil lagi, masih banyak ragam, and Shasha pun tengah cuti sekolah, so hubby decided untuk hantar the kids and I to his parents' house. I pun setuju ajelah mengenangkan I sure tak boleh handle the three kids serentak while he's away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I pun dengan beriyanya mempacking segala barang untuk tidur di rumah mertuaku barang 3-4 hari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekali bila dah siap mempacking tu, hubby called, "Bu, tak jadi pergi outstation la".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hampeh. Buat penat je mengemas sampai tak sempat nak iron baju kerja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi I sukeee... I suke kalau hubby tak jadi outstation. Bukan apa, risau la kalau dia tak ada time-time kritikal macam ni. The baby needs my 100% attention. Kakak-kakaknya pun nak attention. And with all the house chores... I just couldn't do it alone. I need his help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baru ku tau susahnya hidup tanpa maid.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6526114683176958332?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6526114683176958332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/susah-senang-kita-bersama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6526114683176958332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6526114683176958332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/susah-senang-kita-bersama.html' title='Susah Senang Kita Bersama'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1466392560028321398</id><published>2010-06-12T23:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:21:37.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tersumbat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pernah dengar tak pasal bengkak susu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sehari sebelum tarikh sepatutnya masuk kerja, I dapat MC sebab kena benda ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Semalam kena lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sakitnya jangan cakap la.... Bayangkan la breast tu membengkak sebab susu dok berkumpul. Tapi in my case dia berpunca daripada tempat tertentu, bukan the whole breast. Nak kata Izzat kurang menyusu tak jugak. Kuat juga dia minum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So semalam I was wondering kenapa la benda ni jadi lagi and then I suspect the cause adalah sama dengan masa first kena. Cuma masa first kena tu I tak berapa sure betul ke sebab tu coz doc kata bukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..I decided to do it. Yes.. what I had suspected tu memang betul. Actually the nipple tersumbat. So susu takleh keluar, stuck kat dalam membuatkan I merana sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas dah berjaya selesaikan masalah tu alangkah leganya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.. ingat senang ke nak jadi seorang ibu ni.. macam-macam benda tau kita kena go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi it's worth it. Bila tengok senyuman baby tu.. it's priceless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481914926327956994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TBOslMCwhgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/s8dVlNKPHmc/s400/Image0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My precious&lt;/em&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/5070070166441998378-1466392560028321398?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1466392560028321398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/tersumbat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1466392560028321398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1466392560028321398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/tersumbat.html' title='Tersumbat'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TBOslMCwhgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/s8dVlNKPHmc/s72-c/Image0141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4028481307624937655</id><published>2010-06-07T11:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:36:32.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Migrain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ini pergi kerja dengan kepala masih berdenyut akibat migrain semalam. Semalam I migrain pasal tak cukup tidur gara-gara Izzat meragam tak mo tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rumah masih bersepah disebabkan tak ada masa langsung nak mengemas. Nak masak pun tak ada masa inikan pula nak mengemas. Itu pun nasib baik baju-baju untuk dibasuh mesin dan tangan telah setel disidai. Batch baju pertama telah selamat dilipat manakala batch kedua masih tersadai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lantai dapur saja yang sempat dimop manakala lantai yang lain nak disapu pun tak sempat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masih banyak baju yang belum dimasukkan dalam wardrobe. I ingat susah-susah dermakan je la baju-baju tu kat sesapa. Ada sesapa nak baju free, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rasanya rumah baruku ini akan bersepah dalam tempoh waktu yang lama juga. Mungkin sampai Izzat besar sikit. Nasib baik la sempat buat kenduri aqiqah kat rumah ni masa mula-mula masuk dulu. Bagus juga idea hubby nak buat kenduri masa tu sebab barang-barang tak banyak, belum habis punggah daripada rumah lama lagi. So rumah lapang je la. Cuma I la penat. Baru je habis pantang dengan ragam Izzat lagi dengan 2 orang kakaknya lagi. Nak mengemas sebelum dan selepas kenduri tu yang tak larat. Nasib baik my in laws banyak membantu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nampaknya condition ni akan berterusan tak tahu berapa lama. Disebabkan dah decide tak nak ambik maid, terpaksa la makcik bertahan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479868772190945474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TAxnnV4ygMI/AAAAAAAAAT8/EhwwFt19bCM/s400/Image0138.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gambar Izzat yang diambil semalam masa pergi beli barang di Jusco depan rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4028481307624937655?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4028481307624937655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/migrain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4028481307624937655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4028481307624937655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/migrain.html' title='Migrain'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/TAxnnV4ygMI/AAAAAAAAAT8/EhwwFt19bCM/s72-c/Image0138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-9121304845274201161</id><published>2010-06-03T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:33:00.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Situasiku</title><content type='html'>Saya telah pun mula bekerja semula semalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepertimana yang dijangka, waktu pagi semasa hendak bersiap pergi kerja amatlah kelam kabut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya masih berusaha untuk mengadjust kepada situasi baru ini iaitu dengan baby baru dan rumah baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-9121304845274201161?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/9121304845274201161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/situasiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/9121304845274201161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/9121304845274201161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/06/situasiku.html' title='Situasiku'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6649690741983825534</id><published>2010-04-25T16:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:05:15.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita Berpantang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni baru hari ke 28 lepas lahirkan Izzat Emir. Hadoih.. lambatnya lagi nak habis pantang ni.. Dah boring tahap gaban dah ni sebab asyik terperap je kat rumah. Next weekend dah nak balik semula ke Seri Kembangan. Sambung pantang kat sana sebab kesiankan Shasha dah ponteng sekolah sebulan. Bulan depan dia ada exam dengan Sports Day. Lagipun nak setelkan a few things untuk rumah baru yang harapnya boleh complete on the 2nd week of May. So sebelum habis pantang harapnya dapatlah masuk rumah baru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I berpantang tak ada la strict sangat. maklumlah.. mak I pun dah moden jugak kan.. haha.. Ambik orang untuk mengurut dalam 2 minggu saja tapi itu pun bukannya tiap-tiap hari. Seminggu makcik tu datang 3 hari berturut-turut. Minggu lepas tu selang seminggu dia datang lagi 3 hari berturut jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Makcik tukang urut tu mengurut sakit jugak tu. Masa first day boleh tahan lagi sakitnya. Masuk second day dah rasa badan lebam-lebam. Third day dah rasa nak surrender. Sib baik berenti lepas seminggu sambung balik. Tapi urutannya bagus juga. Dia pandai mengurut &amp;amp; keluarkan angin dalam badan. Dia tahu kat mana-mana angin tu sembunyi. Dia pun macam boleh nampak je peranakan kita macamana &amp;amp; dia betulkan mana yang patut. Kira mata makcik ni macam ada scanner gitu buleh nampak dalam badan kita. Bila dah habis mengurut badan dia urut muka &amp;amp; kepala. Best memang best. Tapi lepas tu dia tarik-tarik rambut I punya la kuat sampai nak tercabut semua rambut I. Kalau botak nanti macamana..oh I tak rela... Kalau ada pertandingan tarik rambut I gerenti makcik ni sure jadi juara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuaca di Melaka sangatlah panasnya. So you all boleh bayangkanlah bila berpantang dengan berbengkungnya, stokinnya, minyak urut satu badan, pilis, lepas tu tak boleh mandi petang pulak tu... sangat tidak selesa ok. So I tak pakai bengkung hari-hari. Tak tahan panas. Nasibla kalau ada lebihan lemak tang perut tu.. pandai-pandaila carik alternatif lain lepas ni. Mayfair ke London Weight Mgmt ke.. wah..wah.. banyak duit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My baby Izzat boleh tahan ragamnya masa berpantang ni. Tak larat juga I dibuatnya. Siang boleh tidur nyenyak, malam susah nak tidur. So hari-hari I jadi macam zombie sebab tak cukup tidur. Baru je nak terlayang, baby dah nangis. Kadang tu buat la macamana pun, masukkan dalam buai ke, dodoikan dia ke.. semua tak jalan. Selain sebab kuat minum susu, Izzat selalu terjaga sebab dia suka sangat mengeliat. Kalau dah letak dia kat tilam, nanti dia mengeliat sampai dia terjaga balik. Tu yang susah tu. Kira hari-hari I tidur malam dalam 2 - 3 jam je. Siang kalau ada masa I cover balik. Tapi alhamdulillah Izzat tak ada kena jaundice macam kakak-kakaknya. I bawa dia pergi klinik 3 kali untuk check jaundice ok ke tak, dia punya reading paling tinggi 10.7. Jaundice punya kes yang kena admit ward kalau reading 15 and above. I rasa sebab masa dah hampir nak bersalin I banyakkan minum air kelapa. Bagus petua tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dapat agak macamana I akan struggle lepas ni nak jaga my 3 kids. Masa pantang ni nasib baiklah my mom banyak tolong. Kalau Izzat susah sangat nak tidur, my mom take turn jaga Izzat, nak bagi I tidur. Sediakan makan minum I, mandikan baby etc. Mekasih mak! Nanti bila balik rumah sendiri ni macamana la I nak cope. Risau ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My girls sangat-sangat sayangkan baby especially Sarah. Tak habis-habis nak mencium adiknya. Lepas tu dia suka puji macam; Comellah Izzat ni.. Cantiklah baju dia.. Comellah tangan dia .. etc. Ada sekali tu my mom perasan dia suakan roti krim coklat kat mulut baby sebab dia rasa baby tu nangis sebab lapar nak makan. Hadoi la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tak leh nak hapdet bebanyak la. Next time cerita lagi ye.. For the time being, enjoy pics kat bawah ni dulu ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464361642796557042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S9VP9nMoovI/AAAAAAAAATc/QcxKDQErW1E/s400/P1010510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                              &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzat Emir at one day old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464361653046864850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S9VP-NYf69I/AAAAAAAAATk/F8QFAGF-jzY/s400/P1010512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464361660811806850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S9VP-qTziII/AAAAAAAAATs/pvpDZ_E4TBI/s400/P4040521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464361667167426530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S9VP_B_Gl-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/c53p3Ad_G68/s400/P4040527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6649690741983825534?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6649690741983825534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-berpantang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6649690741983825534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6649690741983825534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-berpantang.html' title='Cerita Berpantang'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S9VP9nMoovI/AAAAAAAAATc/QcxKDQErW1E/s72-c/P1010510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8063642156618438630</id><published>2010-04-05T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:40:51.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To The World My Little Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Izzat Emir Shah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.4 kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Born on 31st March 2010, 5.39 pm @ Az-Zahrah Bangi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both baby and mom are doing fine. Sekarang berpantang di kampung. Sib baik ada internet hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambar tak leh nak upload pasal terlupa bawak card reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the story will be coming out later. The mommy is now very busy with the new baby and another two young kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8063642156618438630?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8063642156618438630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-to-world-my-little-hero.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8063642156618438630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8063642156618438630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-to-world-my-little-hero.html' title='Welcome To The World My Little Hero'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-7403602964682495573</id><published>2010-03-29T11:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:37:29.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sampai Kapan Aku Menanti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am still here.. waiting and still waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tak larat la nak tunggu lagi.. Baby.. bila baby nak keluar ni.. Ibu dah tak sabar nak tengok muka baby.. Orang lain yang due lebih kurang sama, semua dah bersalin. Anak ibu ni jugak tak keluar lagi. Aduhai... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Saturday check up, doc said baby grows well, dah 2.8. Tapi ada possibility juga bila keluar beratnya kurang dari itu. However, the baby is still considered small, so the doc tak nak ada risiko overdue. For today &amp;amp; tomorrow, doc bagi MC, just in case if rasa nak bersalin. But if on this coming Wednesday which is on the EDD there is still no sign of the baby wants to come out, I'll be induced to labour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ni yang makcik tak larat dengar ni. Sama macam Sarah dulu la, kena induce. Tak sanggup rasanya nak kena lagi sekali. Sakit oooo.... I kena banyak-banyak berdoa supaya semuanya selamat dan harap-harapnya I dapat lalui semuanya dengan mudah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semoga semuanya selamat dan dipermudahkan Allah.. amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-7403602964682495573?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7403602964682495573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/sampai-kapan-aku-menanti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7403602964682495573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7403602964682495573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/sampai-kapan-aku-menanti.html' title='Sampai Kapan Aku Menanti'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6964295348406760113</id><published>2010-03-22T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:33:32.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menghitung Hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya masih di sini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hehe.. tak ada tanda-tanda nak bersalin awal pun. Baguslah... I pun rasa macam tak ready lagi. Kerja belum handover lagi. Baju Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah pun tak pack lagi. Budak 2 orang ni nampak gayanya kena ikut I balik berpantang sebulan kat kampung pasal ayahnya kata nanti dia banyak kena outstation. Kesian kat Shasha sebulan tak dapat pergi sekolah. Nampaknya terpaksa la I jadi cikgu dia nanti. Kena tanya teacher dia syllabus dia dah sampai mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekarang ni tengah cari petua untuk mudah bersalin &amp;amp; elak baby kena kuning. Both pengalaman bersalin I memang lama. For Shasha, masuk wad pukul 9 malam bersalin 4 pagi. Itu pun contraction dah start petang. For Sarah, induce &amp;amp; masuk wad pukul 5 pagi, bersalin pukul 1 petang. Dah try juga selusuh &amp;amp; akar fatimah tapi tak jalan punnn.. Tak ada rezeki lagi untuk mudah bersalin. I envy my elder sister. Dia ni mudah betul bersalin. Masuk hospital tak sampai 10 minit dah bersalin. Mak jeles betul. No wonder dia larat sampai bersalin 5 kali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Friday ada lunch appointment dengan my ex-schoolmate (Science Muar), Suriani. She's still single tapi insya Allah nak kahwin Januari tahun depan. Dia minta I tolong carikan rumah kat area rumah I. Dia nak beli. Bagus kan. Belum kahwin dah kumpul harta. Ada lagi satu kawan I dari PPP dulu now in the same company so jadi kawan baik la. Hazilah namanya. Dia pun masih single tapi dah ada dua bijik rumah yang bila campur harganya dekat 450k. Hebat.. Tapi dia ni memang pandai berjimat. I suka tengok kawan-kawan I pandai kumpul harta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berbalik lunch dengan Suriani tadi, during lunch tu kitorang bercerita pasal labour experience. Dia bawa colleague dia lunch sama so we shared our labour experiences sampai naik takut Suriani tu dengar. Haha.. Tapi lain orang kan lain experiencenya. Ada yang mudah, ada yang susah. I ada cerita teringin nak makan durian. Terus kena marah dengan dia and her friend. Katanya tak elok untuk baby &amp;amp; I. Tapi ada sorang member kat ofis kata it's ok makan durian. Dulu masa dia pregnant dia balun sampai 5 bijik, takde apa pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday pergi MidValley. Konon nak tengok ada Baby Fair kat situ. Tapi bila pergi, tak best pun. Ingat nak cari &amp;amp; cukupkan barang baby tapi yang kitorang cari tak adalah kat situ. I mula ingat dah tak ada lagi barang baby nak kena beli tapi sekali bila check kat dalam stor, rupanya barang baby yang kitorang simpan dulu dah tak ada. Serious tak boleh ingat ke mana dah perginya. Maybe ada bagi pinjam kat sesiapa kot. So terpaksa la membeli lagi sekali. Last-last pergi beli kat Jusco je la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masuk minggu ni dah 3 minggu hubby hantar &amp;amp; ambil dari tempat kerja. I tak larat la nak panjat tangga lrt tu. Tu belum lagi kes tak dapat tempat duduk &amp;amp; nak kena berjalan ke stesen lrt. Tapi hubby selalu mengeluh tak dapat nak keluar rumah awal lagi so selalu stuck dalam jem. Lebih-lebih lagi kalau dia kena ada kat site pagi-pagi. Sebenarnya I pun dah tak tau nak awalkan macam mana lagi. Bangun hari-hari pukul 5. Mandikan anak sebelum pukul 6 pastu dah siap-siap nak semayang. Masalahnya azan subuh pukul 6 lebih. Lepas semayang, hubby tukar baju terus ambil beg-beg anak &amp;amp; pergi ambil kereta. Sebab kitorang duduk apartment nak pergi &amp;amp; turun dari tempat parking tu pun dah ambil masa 10 minit. Sambil tu dalam masa 1o minit tu I bersiap la. Campur masa nak kunci rumah &amp;amp; tunggu lif &amp;amp; turun ke bawah sume is about 15 minutes. Lama ke kalau bersiap pakai baju &amp;amp; make up 10 minit? I dah tak boleh nak cepatkan lagi la. Lepas tu selalu kena singgah rumah baru pasal hubby letak barang untuk orang buat kerja. Then hantar anak ke nursery. By the time nak keluar dari area perumahan tu dah jem dah. Sampai ofis sure nak dekat pukul 8. Ala bang.. tinggal tak sampai 2 minggu je ni, sabar je la ye... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think this week gonna be the last week untuk I pergi kerja. Kalau sampai weekend ni I tak bersalin, ingat nak minta MC je la. Kalau doc kata kene pergi keje jugak tak taula nak cakap apa. Sebenarnya dah malasla nak buat kerja. Nak concentrate pasal bersalin &amp;amp; new baby. Oh, BTW, I kena cari masa untuk lawat kawan baik I masa PPP dulu, Siti Nasibah. Dia dah 3 bulan bersalin baby baru I tak pergi lagi lawat dia. Dah seminggu lebih dia balik ke rumah dia. Apa punya kawan. Padahal rumah dekat je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oklah... till the next entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6964295348406760113?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6964295348406760113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/menghitung-hari.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6964295348406760113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6964295348406760113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/menghitung-hari.html' title='Menghitung Hari'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1139531206506663170</id><published>2010-03-10T16:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:14:42.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pregnancy Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tadi buat check-up. Doc said baby dah 2.6+. Sebelum ni 2.3+. Alhamdulillah.. He's growing well. My both girls dulu lahir pun comel-comel je. Ikut baka ibu ayah diorang la..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tak siapkan lagi beg kelengkapan bersalin &amp;amp; berpantang kat kampung. Memang serious tak sempat. I have to take one day leave next week semata-mata nak siapkan beg. Kadang sedih jugak rasanya sebab di saat-saat ni patutnya I kena lebih rest, tumpukan perhatian untuk new baby. Tapi sebab hubby is super duper busy, I kena uruskan rumahtangga 24-7. Even on weekend pun tak sempat buat apa, sibuk dengan house chores dan keluar cari barang-barang. Dah sebulan suruh hubby kemaskan stor untuk cari barang-barang baby yang kitorang simpan pun dia tak sempat buat lagi. Sekarang ni pun sikit-sikit I cuba sediakan yang perlu, dengan jalan pun terkengkang-kengkang. Kaki ni lately selalu sakit. Seksa nak berjalan. Pastu nak melayan anak-anak lagi. My girls dah la jenis manja. Apa-apa pun asyik nak ibu dia saja.. Dengan bergaduh, merajuknya.. haduiii...Tak boleh I lebihkan sorang, yang sorang lagi sure merajuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Diam tak diam, lagi kurang 20 hari je lagi I nak bersalin. Sometimes rasa tak sabar. Sometimes rasa panic. Sometimes rasa sangat happy. Sometimes rasa takut &amp;amp; seriau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously, I dah lupa macamana cara nak deliver baby. Agaknya sebab jarak dah 4 tahun. Lagi satu, I sangat-sangat takut dengan rasa sakit bersalin tu. Huwaaaa....nak kena lalui lagi sekali the horrible pain tu, mak sangat susah hati. Apa-apa pun I dah warning hubby, mesti ada sebelah I throughout the delivery process, no matter what. Kalau tak, I tak nak bersalin. Buleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To tell the truth, all of my pregnancy experinces tak semudah macam sesetengah lucky mothers out there. From the 1st month after conceived, sampailah habis pantang, I tell you, banyak betul dugaannya.. Tapi... gigih jugak tu sampai anak nak masuk 3 orang..:). Boleh tak kalau nak anak kandung sendiri, tapi tak payah pregnant &amp;amp; bersalin.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa anak 1st, I mabuk teruk jugak sampailah bulan kelima, if I'm not mistaken. Masa ni macam-macam jenis bau I tak tahan. Be it bau menumis, memasak, bau sabun, bau asap, bau badan orang even I can't stand my own husband. Sangat kesian pada hubby. Walaupun dia tak ada body odour, I rasa macam dia tu busuk.. haha.. memang tak bolehlah... Asyik-asyik nak termuntah..hadoii.. Mabuk sebab angin dalam badan pun ya. Masuk bulan kelima, mabuk dah ok. Tapi lepas tu dalam bulan ke7 badan asyik sakit-sakit. Masuk bulan ke9 lagi la asyik sakit badan. Kurang kalsium agaknya. I ni memang susah nak minum susu. Setiapkali minum rasa nak termuntah.. nak buat macamana. Tapi cuba ambik jugak susu tu walaupun tak cukup. Biasanya I ganti dengan fresh milk pasal susu-susu untuk orang pregnant ni memang sangat tak sedap rasanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebab kitorang long distance, terpaksa la I lalui susah payah pregnant tu sorang-sorang. Masa weekend je la ada hubby. Selalu nangis bila tido malam. Sedih sangat hubby tak ada kat sebelah di saat-saat I perlukan dia. Kawan-kawan je la yang banyak bagi semangat. Bila dah nak sampai tarikh bersalin, I minta cuti awal. Tup tup.. hubby pulak yang masuk hospital dulu. Nak tahu kenapa? Tetiba dia kena denggi. So, instead of dia jaga I, I pulak yang kena jaga dia kat hospital. Doktor bagi I tidur kat sebelah katil yang kosong. Bilik tu ada 2 katil. Admitted kat Ampang Puteri, hospital sama I bersalinkan Sarah. Tiap-tiap malam I teman dia tidur. Boleh bayangkan tak I masa tu risaukan hubby at the same time risau pasal nak bersalin. Dugaan betul. Dalam 2 hari kot lepas dia baik, I pulak masuk hospital nak bersalin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa delivery, start sakit daripada petang dalam pukul 3 kot, tak ingat. Masuk hospital pukul 9 malam. Bersalin pukul 4 pagi. 7 jam I duduk labour room. Sib baik doc I tu baik sangat dengan bersabarnya temankan I sampailah I bersalin. Prof Zaleha nama dia (HUKM private wing). Best betul dia ni. Tapi labour room tu sejuk gila. I pulak sebab 1st experience, terlupa pulak nak kena bawa baju sejuk &amp;amp; stokin. Takde siapa pun yang ingatkan termasukla my MIL padahal singgah dulu rumah MIL sebelum pergi hospital. Dia pun dah lupa agaknya. So terpaksa la I menahan kesejukan yang amat sampai mintak 5 helai selimut daripada nurse. Doc kata I nak bersalin lama lagi and dia kata I patut ambil epidural sebab takut I tak boleh tahan sakit lagi berjam-jam lamanya. Daripada start masuk room tu I dah asyik nangis tak tahan sakit. Pukul 2 ke 3 pagi doc dah risau sebab I dah demam. Tengok baby punya heartbeat dah macam tak ok, doc kata kalau kejap lagi tak keluar, kena operate je lah... Panik, risau toksah cakap la. Energy pun macam dah takde dah. Last-last, baby pun nak keluar tapi doc takleh tunggu lama, nampak je kepala baby terus divacuumnya. So, keluarlah Shasha melihat dunia ini. Betul-betul on the EDD. Shasha tak menangis pun. Diam je tapi mata terbuka. Doc kata muka dia sebijik ikut muka ayahnya. Bila doc bersihkan dia, barulah dengar dia menangis. Anak ibu dah selamat dilahirkan.. Masa ni I macam sedar tak sedar dah... Dah tak ada energy dah. I sedar lagi masa ditolak keluar dari labour room tu tapi lepas tu terus terpengsan kot. I tertidur lama.. without baju sejuk &amp;amp; stokin. Hubby mana la tau nak kena buat apa. Effectnye terasa betul masa &amp;amp; lepas pantang, badan selalu rasa bisa macam dicucuk-cucuk. Angin. Seksa tau.. Itulah sebabnya orang kata masa anak 1st ni macam-macam kena jaga. Macam-macam pantang larangnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the second baby, better sikit daripada 1st one. Tak ada alahan pada bau tapi badan berangin tu still ada. Susu still susah nak minum. Masuk 7 bulan lagilah bertambah seksanya dengan sakit-sakit badan. Masuk 8 bulan, nak jalan pun dah tak larat sebab kaki sakit &amp;amp; rasa perut sangatlah berat. This time, I check up &amp;amp; deliver dekat Ampang Puteri. I like the facilities there but unfortunately doc is not so good lah. Tak berapa friendly. Masa delivery, doc induce. Sebabnya masa check up bila doc tanya movement baby, I told her I think the movement is a bit slow. But the truth is, I pun tak berapa sure. Maybe perasaan I je rasa macam slow. But the doc insisted untuk induce sebab concern on the baby. Besides, on the EDD tu doc is not around, so dia buat induce the day before EDD. Sarah lahir sehari sebelum EDD. Bila dah kena induce tu sakitnya mak aiii... sampai I couldn't talk or moved.. Air mata je meleleh kat pipi menahan sakit tu.. Masuk wad pukul 5 pagi, dalam pukul 12 tengahari Sarah lahir. Ayahnya dah kelam kabut nak semayang Jumaat lagi masa tu. Doc pulak sibuk pergi sana sini pasal ramai pulak nak bersalin hari tu. Dan dan Sarah nak keluar kepala, doc pun masuk. Sib baik sempat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi my friends kata I nampak ok &amp;amp; kuat for both pregnancies compared dengan ada kawan-kawan lain di ofis. Huh.. diorang tak tau.. orang yang menanggungnya ni tak larat tau..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Come to the third pregnancy, experiencenya lain sikit. Awal-awal lagi I dah kena demam teruk. Ada ceritanya dalam one of my entries. Tapi lepas tu jarang demam or selsema batuk. Tapi masa awal-awal tu badan rasa macam penat sangat. Yang peliknya, I susah betul nak dapat MC. Doc kata I looked ok. Even my colleague (lelaki) kat ofis yang nampak sangat sihat &amp;amp; sempat smoking sebelum jumpa pergi klinik, tiba-tiba boleh dapat MC on that day dengan alasan rasa tak berapa sihat. I yang nak berjalan tak larat ni boleh tak dapat MC. Sangat tidak adil di sini. Serious.. kawan I tu big guy, looks very healthy, kuat smoking, memang kuat punya orang.. tapi MC dia rasanya dah 10 hari for last year only.. (ke lebih lagi..). I punya MC throughout pregnancy just 2 kali. Itupun yang 2nd MC doc klinik bagi sebab dia nak suruh I check baby punya heart rate bila I rasa macam baby kurang gerak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Serangan angin masa 3rd baby ni lagi teruk. Sib baik la dapat hubby yang pandai mengurut. Lega sikit. Tapi sakit-sakit badan tu kurang compared to previous pregnancies. Emotionally pun lebih ok. Rasa baby lagi lasak. Bila dia menendang tu sakit tau.. Agaknya tak sabar nak keluar tengok dunia ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ikutkan tak larat, memang nak cepat bersalin. Tapi sebab rasa macam tak berapa ready, biarlah I bersalin on the EDD, macam masa my girls. Sangat-sangat berharap semoga I dapat bersalin dengan mudah dan selamat. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1139531206506663170?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1139531206506663170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/pregnancy-stories.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1139531206506663170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1139531206506663170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/pregnancy-stories.html' title='The Pregnancy Stories'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-9173514301561063346</id><published>2010-03-08T16:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T17:27:25.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak Sabar Menanti Kehadiranmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend sangat sangat memenatkan. Sibuk ke hulu ke hilir membeli barang untuk new house and new baby. On Saturday pergi survey barang &amp;amp; beli lampu downlight. On Sunday dari pagi breakfast kat restoran mamak dulu sebelum gerak ke kedai lampu di Balakong. Sekali tengok ada lampu-lampu yang lagi murah kat situ. So we bought lampu-lampu untuk pagar &amp;amp; dapur. Pastu semayang &amp;amp; lunch kat Jusco Balakong then pergi Macy kat bangunan Minlon tuh. Minta quatation tempah langsir. Lebih kurang RM5,000 tu. So next week nak tengok kedai langsir biasa pulak macamana harganya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dah pukul 6 petang singgah semayang kat Petronas on the way to Puchong sebab nak pergi warehouse sale My Dear pulak. Ni brand untuk barang-barang baby. We're looking for a baby car seat yang boleh pakai dari newborn sampailah 4 tahun. Tapi tak adalah. Sales assistant kata kalau yang sesuai untuk newborn, tahan sampai 1 and half year je. Sebab newborn baby kan kena baring kat permukaan yang rata. Car seat yang lain semua sesuai bila baby dah boleh duduk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila tengok barang-barang baby yang banyak kat situ, rasa geram sungguh. Comel-comel belaka. Tapi I'm not so sure betul-betul murah ke sebab tak sempat survey harga. In my opinion bila I compare price untuk branded baby items yang I tengok kat Sogo, memang considered murah. So we end up beli satu baby carrier ni harga RM135.00 je. Habis beli dah maghrib dah. So balik rumah terus la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sampai rumah rasa penat betul. Tapi kena jugak basuh, gosok baju &amp;amp; siapkan beg anak untuk esok. Penat macam mana pun kena buat jugak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Banyak lagi preparation untuk new baby ni yang masih belum buat. Tinggal dalam 20 hari lebih je lagi nak deliver ni. Excited jugak.. tapi I still rasa phobia la bila nak masuk delivery room ni. Ye la.. dua anak I tu long hours jugak... Tak larat tau.. Tapi I paling excited sebab nak dapat baby boy. Tak sabar rasanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wish me luck..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-9173514301561063346?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/9173514301561063346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/tak-sabar-menanti-kehadiranmu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/9173514301561063346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/9173514301561063346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/tak-sabar-menanti-kehadiranmu.html' title='Tak Sabar Menanti Kehadiranmu'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5346460557810352991</id><published>2010-03-05T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:48:52.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nak Pergi KLCC Punya Pasal..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend teringin sangat nak pergi KLCC. Tak tau la mengidam ke apa kan... I sebenarnya nak tengok Guess Kids punya sale &amp;amp; at the same time saja nak tengok apa-apa yang menarik kat sana. Tu aje. Tapi disebabkan nak bagi strong reason sikit pada hubby kenapa I nak pegi KLCC, I cakap breast pump untuk baby baru belum beli lagi &amp;amp; I'm looking for Medela punya brand which I think ada jual kat either Parkson or Isetan. Hahaha.. sian hubby kena tipu sunat dengan wife dia ni. Padahal I ada ternampak dah breast pump Medela ni kat Sogo. Jahat kann..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we went to KLCC on last Sunday. Memula nak keluar 10 pagi. Pastu my FIL pulak nak datang tengok rumah baru kitorang yang belum siap tu. Last-last keluar lepas Zohor. Masa tu sebenarnya dah rasa tak larat pasal penat buat kerja rumah campur dengan cuaca punyala panas. Tapi I tak kira... dah alang-alang hubby nak pegi tu, buat tak tau je la rasa tak larat tu. Kemaruk sungguh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila dah dapat pegi tu, konon-konon carikla breast pump tu kat Parkson &amp;amp; Isetan. Tak ada. Selamattt... Sekali hubby ternampak Mothercare &amp;amp; suruh I carik kat situ pulak. Alamakk.. ada la pulak benda yang I cari tu kat situ. Maka terpaksa la I membelinya. Bila tengok harga dia, mahal RM1 jek dari kat Sogo. Tapi kalau beli kat Sogo I boleh dapat voucher RM10 sebab beli harga lebih RM150. Takpe la... pejam mata je la. Rugi sikit je. Nanti hubby bising pulak apasal I tak beli padahal beria nak cari kat KLCC. So, berjaya la I membeli breast pump tersebut di samping membeli baju anak di Guess. Puas hati juga sale kat Guess ni sampai 70%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak jadi cerita, tadi tengahari I pegi Sogo. Saja la menggatal nak tengok breast pump Medela tu bila jalan-jalan kat baby's department tu. Sekali I tengok harganya dah turun, jadi less RM30 daripada harga yang I beli kat Mothercare. Plus, dapat voucher lagi. Maknanya I rugi RM40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hai..Izwa..Izwa... tu la akibatnya bila buat keputusan kurang bijak macam tu. Meh sini lempang sekali...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5346460557810352991?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5346460557810352991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/nak-pergi-klcc-punya-pasal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5346460557810352991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5346460557810352991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/nak-pergi-klcc-punya-pasal.html' title='Nak Pergi KLCC Punya Pasal..'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3157674009813632929</id><published>2010-03-01T15:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:50:20.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni anniversary kitorang yang ke 7. Dah 7 tahun dah I kawin rupanya. Anak pun dah nak masuk tiga. Rasa diri ini dah semakin tualah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Konon dulu nak pilih tarikh 03/03/03 tapi tak dapek la pasal tu hari Isnin. Sebab we decided untuk nikah on Saturday &amp;amp; kenduri kat pihak lelaki esoknya, dapatlah tarikh tu. Dah KL-Melaka je kan... berapa kilometer sangat la... Lagipun jimat masa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yang kelakarnya, both hubby and I pagi tadi tak teringat pun hari ni anniversary kitorang. Sib baik masa on the way nak pergi kerja, DJ radio announce hari ni 1 Mac, barulah dua-dua teringat &amp;amp; tergelak sebab masing-masing lupa nak wish each other bila bangun tido pagi tadi. Dah sibuk dengan macam-macam benda, boleh lupa. Sib baiklah masa tu dah hantar our girls pergi kindy so time wishing each other tu takde la soalan-soalan daripada si kecik especially Sarah yang tak habis-habis dengan kenapa..kenapa...? Penat nak menjawabnya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sepanjang 7 tahun ni, dah macam-macam pengalaman dilalui bersama. Paling hebat cabaran long distance dengan hubby. Masa kahwin tu, I still attached dengan ofis kat JB and my hubby kat KL. Sampai anak 1st dah masuk umur setahun, baru I dapat pindah KL. And to tell the truth, we all bercinta tak lama. Rasa tak sampai pun setahun. Bertunang pun tak lama, tak sampai 6 bulan. Tapi agaknya dah jodoh, everything macam smooth aje. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak wish him, he's not aware of the existence of this blog. Hihi... Saja tak nak dia tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443583152136782786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4t-CRhqA8I/AAAAAAAAATM/0X_qZ6Rf1fw/s400/P9210144.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Anniversary to both of us. Semoga jodoh kami kekal hingga akhir hayat dan dianugerahkan Allah dengan kebahagiaan yang berpanjangan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s : BTW, I dah tau kenapa blog I hari tu macam kena tukar content dia. Sebenarnya I tertekan button 'translate'. Tu yang jadi haru biru tu. Saja je buat havoc. Ngeh..ngeh..ngeh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3157674009813632929?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3157674009813632929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-7th-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3157674009813632929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3157674009813632929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-7th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 7th Anniversary'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4t-CRhqA8I/AAAAAAAAATM/0X_qZ6Rf1fw/s72-c/P9210144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5598866930283633942</id><published>2010-02-23T16:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:36:43.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hackers???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baru sekejap tadi I terkejut beruk bila bukak blog ni I tengok ada orang ubah-ubah content &amp;amp; almost everything yang I tulis. Tapi gambar &amp;amp; jalan cerita sama. What the hell is going on??? Ada orang boleh hijack blog I ke? Sesapa boleh tolong bagi info kalau pernah experience the same thing? Bila I sign in lagi sekali barulah I dapat balik blog I yang betul. Wahhh.. ini sangat scary nih....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bulan lepas dapat rezeki lebih sikit..alhamdulillah... Mula-mula tu konon ingat nak spend untuk new baby punya barang-barang lepas tolak saving kat ASB &amp;amp; bayar credit card. Sekali tu niatku telah tersasar. Hasilnya... terdapatlah new addition untuk koleksi saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441362462333524306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4OaVHWI2VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hZDnvZl9Axg/s400/coach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yang ini pula bolehlah dimaafkan sebab memang compact powder dah habis pun. Tinggal kerak je. Tu pun kena tonyoh habis-habisan. Kot menang membeli kan... Tapi I memang suka Mac ni.. dah berapa tahun pakai tak tukar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441362474032529906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4OaVy7ZgfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/JGTeVXM5eXc/s400/mac.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yang ni pulak saja camwhore.. menghilangkan bosan perjalanan balik ke kampung...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441362485425151170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4OaWdXnHMI/AAAAAAAAATE/GeH97T1PMiU/s400/camwhore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eh, korang kenal tak Seri Bayu yg penulis lirik tu? Ala.. yang selalu keluar paper pasal kes dia kawin artis pastu nak cerai tu.. Yg sekarang sakit tu... I sebenarnya selalu nampak dia kat kawasan apartment I. So rasanya memang dia tinggal kat situ jugaklah kot.. Tapikan.. I macam tak boleh nak tengok dia dengan bertentang mata. Ada rasa semacam sikit.. macam scary gitu.. apasal I rasa macam tu yek? Tengok dia kurus giller &amp;amp; kena pakai wheel chair. Pergi mana-mana ada orang tolakkan wheel chair tu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eh.. rasa tak sedap hatilah kalau blog I kena hack.. Nak pergi investigatelah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5598866930283633942?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5598866930283633942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/hackers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5598866930283633942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5598866930283633942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/hackers.html' title='Hackers???'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4OaVHWI2VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hZDnvZl9Axg/s72-c/coach.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6696818689856936831</id><published>2010-02-22T11:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:02:07.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dam Dam Dum Bunyi Mercun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya sangat tensen hari ni pasal semalam tak cukup tidur sebab bunyi bising orang main mercun. Betul-betul belakang blok apartment saya. Mercun pulak bukan calang-calang.. jenis yang pakai bila celebrate New Year tuuu... Dah la main tengah-tengah malam buta (apa tak buleh main pukul 8 malam ke?), lama pulak tu. Dah habis sebelah sini, sebelah sana pulak main, lepas tu sebelah sinun.. berlarutan la sampai pukul berapa pun saya tak pasti. Sampai anak saya menangis tak boleh nak tido. Dah la esoknya nak pegi sekolah. Dua-dua nak tido sebelah saya. Saya rasa pelikla... sebab kan kata main mercun ni dilarang especially mengganggu ketenteraman awam. Masa raya puasa bukan main banned lagi main mercun, ni time raya cina main mercun bising macam tu pun polis boleh buat deekkk aje. Padahal balai polis daerah subang jaya tu dekat betul dengan rumah saya. Haiihhhhh.. koman betul la polis nih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Friday pergi Sogo. Ada pulak tu tarian naga siap dengan sifu dia bagi ang pow kat orang-orang yang tengok. Dah sume orang hulur tangan mintak ang pow, I pun dengan tak malunya pun hulur tangan. Sekali sifu tu terus jalan nak bagi kat crowd sebelah sana pulak. Cisss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440926981163994498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4IOQxkeTYI/AAAAAAAAASs/z5lfC4ydMhE/s400/Image0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inilah naga yang tersesat kat dalam Sogo tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari tu ada citer I pegi pelancaran majlis kat PICC. Saja nak post gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4IOQD35lyI/AAAAAAAAASk/JOetJkrVQ8o/s1600-h/Image0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440926968897443618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4IOQD35lyI/AAAAAAAAASk/JOetJkrVQ8o/s400/Image0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar PM ambik dari my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4ILNCEYxfI/AAAAAAAAASc/DG9zrgdYV3A/s1600-h/DSC09357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440923618338457074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4ILNCEYxfI/AAAAAAAAASc/DG9zrgdYV3A/s400/DSC09357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar mak buyung yang sedang menanti hari. Aaaa....gumuksnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6696818689856936831?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6696818689856936831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/dam-dam-dum-bunyi-mercun.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6696818689856936831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6696818689856936831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/dam-dam-dum-bunyi-mercun.html' title='Dam Dam Dum Bunyi Mercun'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S4IOQxkeTYI/AAAAAAAAASs/z5lfC4ydMhE/s72-c/Image0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6944379568292759832</id><published>2010-02-11T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:15:54.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakitnya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekarang ni tengah tunggu hubby datang ambik kat PICC, Putrajaya. Sib baik bawak netbook &amp;amp; broadband untuk hilangkan bosan. Laju jugak U Mobile kat sini. Tadi kengkawan cakap broadband kat sini tak boleh guna, takde coverage. Ok je I punya. Ni baru habis event kat sini. Adoii..sakitnya kaki kena berdiri lama-lama kat booth. Semalam kaki dah bengkak. Gerenti hari ni bengkak lagi. Perkara biasa untuk pregnant mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kat sebelah kitorang tadi ada booth LHDN. Sekali ada seorang itu, rupanya seperti ku kenal... Daripada pagi perhatikan dia, tengahari baru berani tanya. Rupanya memang betul.. tu dua pupu sebelah arwah abah. Haha.. tu la akibatnya kalau dah bertahun-tahun tak jumpa.. dah kompius dah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sempat jugak tangkap gambar PM masa datang booth kitorang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila PM dah pergi ke conference room, I pun nak pegi toilet. Sekali... eh, ada lagi sorang yang I kenal... Ooo..kawan masa kat PPP dululah... Namanya Syahrilazli. Amy kenal la dia ni. Rupanya dia dengan bos dia were invited to the event. Bila tengok business card dia, fullamak.. dah jadik manager tu kat Shell. Salary sure sangat hebat... Hai.. bila la I nak jadik manager ni... (berangan je la haku...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh, mana laki aku ni... kaki sakit ni, cepatla bang... siap la malam ni nak paksa dia jadik tukang urut... hihi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6944379568292759832?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6944379568292759832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/sakitnya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6944379568292759832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6944379568292759832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/sakitnya.html' title='Sakitnya...'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-7672144574206976210</id><published>2010-02-10T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:32:21.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaki Gemuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now dah nak masuk 33 weeks of pregnancy. Semalam baru perasan kaki I dah tembam. Nampak gemuknya.... Buku lali dah tak berapa nampak dah. Memang dah rasa badan makin berat. Setiap kali bangun tidur adalah sangat seksa ok. Nak tidur pun kena berapa kali adjust position yang paling comfortable. Bantal mesti letak bawah kaki kot tak I takleh tidur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esok ada event @ Putrajaya. Kena participate launching of MAMPU punya product, MyCoID. Pergi pagi to help my team buat setting. Rasanya most of the time I akan duduk kat kerusi. Tak larat meh nak berdiri lama-lama. I better bring my netbook. Kot tak mau mati kebosanan sementara tunggu event officially starts at 2 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ni tengah layan lagu She's Like The Wind Patrick Swayze. Waduhh.. hensem betulla mamat ni dalam Dirty Dancing... I like... Kalau boleh nak my baby ada kenan rupa dia sikit campur Tom Cruise sikit &amp;amp; Keanu Reeves... buleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-7672144574206976210?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7672144574206976210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/kaki-gemuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7672144574206976210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7672144574206976210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/kaki-gemuk.html' title='Kaki Gemuk'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8686450487870952858</id><published>2010-02-04T10:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:48:23.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Waiting For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni half day pasal nak jumpa orang buat kitchen cabinet. Nak tengok design yang dia nak propose. Kitorang tak de la nak buat yang mahal-mahal. Cost for house renovation so far pun dah rasa nak tercekik dah. Ye la.. kena fork out our own saving. Kumpul duit punya la bertahun-tahun.. nak habiskan sekejapppp aje....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend ada la masa sikit mengemas dan membuang barang-barang yang dah tak nak guna kat rumah. Sekali tengok banyak juga barang yang tak nak guna tapi elok lagi, so sayang la pulak nak buang. Ingat nak post kan kat blog ni kot-kot ada any takers out there ke kan.. At the same time, buat checklist preparation for the new baby.. hadoih.. banyak lagi benda yang tak ada rupanya.. Tapi kalau nak beli awal-awal sangat pun tak elok juga kan. I ingat nak kena shopping sikitlah this month and next month. Ada sesapa tak yang tau kat mana ada jual medela breast pump yang ada discount punya... Nak beli yang normal price of course la dah memang mahal kan. Tukang urut lepas bersalin pun tak carik lagi. Set lepas bersalin tak beli lagi. Banyak nya benda nak kena beli...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Tuesday pergi buat full scanning kat Az-Zahrah. Original appointment sepatutnya hari ini. Tapi last minute the doc suruh datang Tuesday, 2 pm pulak. Terpaksa la I buat muka kesian kat bos minta half day. Sekali pergi, nak dekat pukul 4 baru dia panggil buat scanning. Punya la lama. Doc yang buat scanning pun lain. The doc said that the full scan should be done dalam the 2oth week of pregnancy baru boleh nampak semua. I tau memang dah terlewat tapi takpe lah.. at least buat jugak. Tang muka tak nampak sebab baby facing down. And then she confirmed memang it's a boy. Doc kata insya Allah semuanya ok. Hopefully. Doakanlah ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8686450487870952858?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8686450487870952858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-waiting-for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8686450487870952858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8686450487870952858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-waiting-for-you.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Waiting For You'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2047443686574999065</id><published>2010-01-25T14:58:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:31:52.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Kuantan With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hadohh.. punya la lama nak mengupdate blog nih. Kemalasan tahap dewa lah.. Bila dah 7 mths plus ni mak tak berapa nak larat lah.. Perut makin besar, punggung selalu sakit, jalan dah macam penguin... yes, instead of proper walk, I waddle. Jalan boleh laju lagi tapi perut dah selalu mengeras &amp;amp; baby tersangatlah aktifnya sampai selalu kena berhenti bila berjalan tu. Berdiri tak boleh lama so kalau buat kerja rumah tu selalu la mak kena berenti duduk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Saturday dah visit Az-Zahrah. Compared dengan the two previous hospital yang dah pernah pergi, facilities adalah sedikit kureng. Tapi my first impression with the doc yang I jumpa is good. Dr. Fazlina namanya. I dah expect sebenarnya that the hospital will be not be as good as the previous ones tapi tengok charge dia boleh tahan juga, macam Ampang Puteri tu.. I cuma harap sangat Dr. Fazlina tu boleh bantu I untuk lahirkan baby dengan sebaiknya. Oh ya.. I did the scanning with her &amp;amp; dah nampak dah whether it's boy or girl. I sebenarnya malas nak tahu. Coz I nak sangat baby boy takut kalau nampak baby girl, it'll dissappoint me. But alhamdulillah.. the doc said it is a boy, insya Allah. Doc tunjuk &amp;amp; nampak la ball &amp;amp; birdnya.. hihi.. My girls were there when the doc do the scanning. Sangat excited diorang tengok the baby on the monitor. Ye la selama ni asyik dok selak &amp;amp; raba perut I sebab nak rasa baby gerak sambil tak henti-henti tanya baby tengah buat apa, baby comel ke &amp;amp; macam-macam pertanyaan lagi la. The hubby went out masa nama I kena panggil so dia tak ada masa scanning tu sebab dia tak tahu bilik yang mana satu. First time kat Az-Zahrah katakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh, last entry janji nak cerita trip to Kuantan kan. Punyala dah berabuk cerita... Kitorang stay kat Swiss Garden Cherating. Actually this is my second time datang sini. The first one masa honeymoon dulu. Ni kira second time honeymoon la dengan perut yang membuyut ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The hotel's view was breathtakingly beautiful, especially at night bila dia pasang semua lampu..fuhh.. sangat romantik tau... sesapa yang tengah honeymoon kalau datang sini sure rasa perasaan chenta tu semakin hebat..hahahaha... eh, melalut pulak I. Pool dia sangat best. My kids seronok betul masuk pool dia yang besar tu. Bilik dia pun ok. Pastu on weekend dia ada movie show untuk budak-budak. I sempatla bawak the girls tengok cerita Surf Up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431990568185016530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S2JOpE_wsNI/AAAAAAAAASU/Oa19ZQ7DB-8/s400/P1150418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The hotel at day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431985241097473090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S2JJzADHjEI/AAAAAAAAASM/UeFkcciK218/s400/P1140411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The hotel at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430603938254555970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S11hgl-AC0I/AAAAAAAAARM/HMv6g41rO_U/s400/P1140394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing sebelum pergi dinner kat luar. Anak I kejenya asyik nak celup tangan kat kolam sebelah tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430603960550558914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S11hh5ByDMI/AAAAAAAAARk/2JNWxEFfRqQ/s400/P1140406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anakku yang suka berposing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pantai Cherating tu takde la lawa sangat. Nak feeling-feeling tu bolehla.. jalan-jalan tepi pantai. The kids seronok main pasir. Kutip siput. Nak mandi tak boleh. Memanjang je letak bendera merah kat situ pasal ombak tak menentu. Very windy kat situ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430603935962339906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S11hgdbfmkI/AAAAAAAAARE/11K160hZ2kM/s400/P1010388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling-feeling kat beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tujuan utama pergi Kuantan ni sebenarnya nak pergi Bukit Gambang, waterpark yang baru buka tu. Perjalanan ke situ dari Swiss Garden ada dalam 45 minutes gitu. Berenti breakfast tepi jalan, biasa-biasa je menunya. Sampai kat sana siap dia check beg ada bawak makanan ke tak. Foods are strictly prohibited. Pastu macam biasa kena pakai tag kat tangan. Cuma beza sikit kat sini, kat tag tu ada value of money let's say kita letak RM50, so nanti kat dalam tu everytime nak beli makanan ke apa-apa merchandise ke, dia just deduct dari tag tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431985227665407570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S2JJyOAqflI/AAAAAAAAAR8/r_hbd2GbWJQ/s400/DSC06686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tengah get ready nak slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masuk dalam salin baju and the kids biasa la apa lagi bila dah nampak air tu. Main tak hengat la. Tapi kalau compare A Famosa dengan Bukit Gambang, I lagi suka A Famosa kot. Bukit Gambang ni dia banyak main air je. For the kids ok la. Mak dia la yang bosan sikit, kena tunggu anak sudah main kat tepi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431985210601452034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S2JJxOcTMgI/AAAAAAAAARs/4QVnThZYbMU/s400/DSC06705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ikan besar ni keje dia menganga tadah air dalam mulut dia sebelum dia muntahkan air kat orang yang lalu kat bawah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431985218464480242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S2JJxru_e_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/oAfqoGiNNy8/s400/DSC06714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hambek ko..! Bila dia dah muntahkan air tu tergezut &amp;amp; bertempiaran larilah orang kat bawah. I dah terkena sebab tak perasan, tetiba je.. gedebushhhhh.....!!! Habih basah satu badan tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431985235741763266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S2JJysGN5sI/AAAAAAAAASE/jJTSCSN6Eas/s400/DSC06693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Coco Beach. Kalau dah mengidam sangat nak main ombak tapi tak sempat nak pergi laut, pegi je kat sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We spent 3 days 2 night kat Kuantan ni. We all try jugak la cari specialty food kat sini tapi tak jumpa pun. Asyik-asyik seafood dengan tomyam je, kat mana-mana pun ada menu ni. Ada satu gerai tepi jalan ni bila kitorang tanya ada makanan orang Pahang tak, dia pun tak tahu apa specialty food orang Pahang. Hampeh... Masa hari nak balik tu kitorang carila keropok lekor. Tak tau kat mana yang ok, kitorang just beli kat gerai-gerai yang banyak jual keropok tepi jalan tu. Tapi bila balik kl makan rasanya tak sedap punnn... Dah la tak perasan dia tak bagi sos pun. Biasa la bila hubby yang membayar tu bukannya dia check pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430603955997633810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S11hhoER7RI/AAAAAAAAARc/XQlUw_jy5T8/s400/P1140404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Balik-balik seafood... dah lapo tu melantak je la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430603949494169218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S11hhP1u7oI/AAAAAAAAARU/2cfRs6FbZc8/s400/P1140402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Budak ni suka carik macam-macam excuse tak nak habiskan nasik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, overall enjoy jugak pergi Kuantan cumanya tak tahu sangat apa tempat yang best nak pergi. Patut buat research dulu tapi tak ada masa lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby ada cakap bulan ni kalau dia free nak jalan lagi pergi Genting. Makcik tak tau la larat ke tak nanti tapi tak kira, jalan punya pasal, makcik setuju aja..haha.. Habih la anak aku ni bila dah keluar, asyik nak berjalan je la nanti... :)&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/5070070166441998378-2047443686574999065?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2047443686574999065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-kuantan-with-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2047443686574999065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2047443686574999065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-kuantan-with-love.html' title='From Kuantan With Love'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/S2JOpE_wsNI/AAAAAAAAASU/Oa19ZQ7DB-8/s72-c/P1150418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8161196665633158603</id><published>2010-01-19T10:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:55:25.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tragic Death of 4 Yrs Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I read with disgust the tragic news in today's paper about a 4 yrs old toddler who had fallen to his death from an eighth-floor apartment because he was trying to find his mother. Apparently the mother thinks that it is safe to leave his very young son alone for going to work. The child was sleeping when she went out of the apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What's wrong with the mother anyway? Hasn't she gone insane? Everybody knows that children under age cannot be left alone without adult's supervision. Tak pernah terfikir ke budak kecik tu terjaga cari mak dia tak jumpa and in a desperate attempt to find her, the child would do anything including jumping out of the apartment's window or balcony. The boy was just 4 years old, for godsake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dulu ada baca paper sorang budak kecik ni terbakar dalam rumah dia pasal ayah dia tinggalkan dia sorang-sorang sebab nak hantar kakaknya pergi sekolah &amp;amp; ibunya pergi kerja. The grill was locked because the father thought it is for her daughter's safety but it turned out to be the cause of her tragic death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Diorang ni semua tak reti fikir ke? Tak kira apa keadaan pun, apa kesusahan pun, anak kecil jangan sekali-kali tinggalkan seorang diri. Jangan expect tak akan ada apa-apa perkara buruk berlaku bila tinggalkan diorang or biarkan diorang keluar sorang-sorang. Bila perkara buruk dah berlaku, barulah nak menyesal tak sudah. Your child died unnecessarily. Memang bagus pun government impose Child Act which states it is an offence to leave a child without reasonable supervision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So friends, ingat ya.. sentiasa jaga keselamatan anak-anak kita ye.. Yang ada depan mata kita pun kadang-kadang berlaku benda yang tak diingini, apatah lagi kalau kita biarkan diorang sorang-sorang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next entry would be the trip to Kuantan. Will be updating soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8161196665633158603?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8161196665633158603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/tragic-death-of-4-yrs-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8161196665633158603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8161196665633158603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/tragic-death-of-4-yrs-old.html' title='The Tragic Death of 4 Yrs Old'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8193849336547981502</id><published>2010-01-13T16:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:45:52.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alamak.. kena tag pulak dengan si Amy.. maleh betul... aku tak reti aaa copy paste tag tu dalam blog ni. Kalau tak buat buleh tak Amy..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bukan apa.. I ni secretive sikit. Malulah nak citer semua kat orang... Lagipun bukan best sangat pun kesah perchentaanku dengan hubby.. Langsung tak romantik .. muahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tapi untuk tidak menghampakan Amy, buka cerita sikit la macamana kitorang temu jodoh. Sila jangan gelakkan cerita I ye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sebenarnyakan, my hubby is my best friend's brother. Haa.. gempak tak kawin dengan abang kawan sendiri.. hihihi.. Masa kat U dulu, pernah la nampak abang kawan I ni datang berapa kali melawat kawan I ni. Ada sekali tu siap datang dengan awek dia lagi. Tapi masa tu kita buat hal sendiri je la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It started when I went for my best friend's wedding. I spent time lama jugak kat rumah dia. I pun tak ingat la I pernah borak ke apa dengan abang kawan I ni tapi he did asked for my hp number from my friend dengan alasan nanti bila dia nak pergi JB boleh la minta tolong I tunjukkan jalan (I was working in JB at that time).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And he did just that. Tetiba one day while I was in JB, he called and asked whether we can meet as he is in JB for work purpose. If I'm not mistaken, I baru balik dari kampung I masa tu. I pun takde la suspect apa-apa, ingatkan memang dia tak tau jalan JB. Sebab I pun ada kereta, I bawakla dia jalan-jalan cari makan kat JB. Lepas tu I bagi dia buah-buah mempelam pokok kat rumah I, bawak balik dari Melaka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lepas tu biasa la orang lelaki ni nak usha-usha tu.. sms memanjang. Pastu datang JB, dating lagi. I pulak kadang-kadang turun KL rumah my sis, jumpa dia kat sana. Tak ingat la bila official dating as a couple. Macam tu la ceritanya until one day he proposed to me at JB's bus station masa dia dah nak naik bas... hahaha.. cam kelakar pulak.. tak romantik pun kann..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Later bila dah kawin barulah I perasan dalam video kahwin my sis-in-law cum my friend tu, banyak dia curi-curi ambil gambar I. Patut la the whole family dah suspect dia dah berkenan kat I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Begitulah kisahnya Amy... Puas hati tak? :) Ngeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8193849336547981502?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8193849336547981502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8193849336547981502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8193849336547981502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2502432305507748369</id><published>2010-01-06T08:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:03:10.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Malaysians Are Just Ignorants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Betul ke tidak tajuk kat atas ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just nak suarakan sikit ketidakpuasan hati ni dengan sikap orang Malaysia masa naik lrt. Kenapa kebanyakan orang Malaysia ni tak reti nak offer tempat duduk dalam lrt pada orang yang lebih memerlukan? Sanggup buat dek je, macam tak nampak padahal mata asyik pandang kat orang. Apasal ek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Be it pregnant woman like me, ibu yang tengah dukung anak kecik, OKU, orang tua.. kalau dah nampak diorang masuk lrt dan tak dapat tempat duduk, susah sangat ke nak offer tempat duduk sendiri? Ada yang tengok lepas tu buat-buat tidur la, sms la, dengar lagu la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tadi I naik lrt dah takde seat. I berdiri depan sebarisan mamat dan minah yang tengah selesa duduk. Ada sorang minah &amp;amp; 2 mamat depan I ni siap tengok I, perut I lepas tu buat tak tau je. Perut I ni obviously dah perut orang pregnant. Lepas tengok dia boleh tido. Bangun balik tengok orang, tengok I, borak-borak. Ada lagi sorang keep on looking at me macam nak bagi ke tak nak bagi seat agaknya. Cubala kalau dia tu pregnant, dengan perut makin besar, baby asyik gerak, kaki lenguh, kadang sakit belakang, kalau ada yang masih mabuk lagi parah.. pas tu kena berdiri lagi for the whole journey..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Emo pulak pagi-pagi ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2502432305507748369?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2502432305507748369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-malaysians-are-just-ignorants.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2502432305507748369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2502432305507748369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-malaysians-are-just-ignorants.html' title='Most Malaysians Are Just Ignorants'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1710251156408529554</id><published>2010-01-03T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:16:37.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni dah 3 hari di tahun baru. Apa korang buat time cuti New Year? For me, dengan penuh semangatnya telah plan nak ke Isetan KLCC sebab nak rebut the limited lucky bags. I aimed for kid's punya lucky bag je la. Yang lain tak important. I kalau boleh nak lucky bags Guess, Osh Kosh or Pumpkin Patch. Tapi I know peluang sangat tipis la sebab Isetan KLCC just offer only about 5 bags per each brands. The same with Isetan The Gardens &amp;amp; Lot 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi sangat hampeh la.. Tak dapat pun lucky bags tu coz by the time we reached Isetan, it's already 11 am. Apa taknya, bangun &amp;amp; bersiap lambat. Laundry wajib buat dulu kalau tak nanti I tak senang hati baju banyak tak basuh. Tapi, I rasa at that time sempat lagi. Sekali hubby yang buat lambat, singgah petrol station sampai 15 minit. Rupanya siap baca paper lagi kat dalam tu. Lepas tu ingat dah boleh terus pergi. Boleh pulak dia singgah nak tengok progress rumah baru walhal semalam petang dah tengok &amp;amp; tau that day takde orang kerja sebab cuti New Year. Makcik sangat hangin ok. Bila kat Isetan I cakap kat hubby lucky bags dah habis, dia boleh kata, 'Tu la.. siapa suruh lambat..' Aduhh... Sangat mencabar kesabaranku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year I tak ada azam baru pun. Malas la. Banyak sangat benda nak kena buat tahun 2010 I takut tak boleh cope pulak dengan azam baru bagai. I just hope that my life would be better, my saving will grow bigger and my family and I dikurniakan kesihatan yang baik dan dijauhkan daripada masalah dan bencana. Of course we are expecting a new baby... I really hope that it will be a boy. Actually until now makcik tak tau whether it's boy or girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masuk bulan keenam ni, mulalah badan ni asyik nak sakit-sakit. Actually dah start dari 5 bulan dah. Buat kerja lebih sikit jek, sakit badan. Kalau lepas menyapu rumah or basuh pinggan mangkuk tu, rasa nak patah pinggang &amp;amp; sakit belakang. Tak taulah sebab tak cukup kalsium ke apa. But I think the muscles yang sakit. But I admit memang I ni kurang kalsium pun. Dah jenis malas minum susu. Bukannya sebab sengaja, tapi sejak anak 1st lagi I memang susah nak telan susu. Kalau I minum, badan asyik rasa berangin &amp;amp; nak muntah. I cuba banyakkan makan sayur hijau &amp;amp; minum susu yang I boleh telan macam soya bean ke, susu Dutch Lady yang strawberry tu ke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah can't wait to see their new adik. Hari-hari dok selak baju nak tengok my tummy. Siap main cak-cak, berborak lagi dengan baby. Bukan main lagi. The girls ni ada masa baik, main sama &amp;amp; showing love to each other. Ada masa bergaduh, berebut barang, menangis &amp;amp; merajuk tu biasa laa.. dah namanya girls.. tapi yang selalu diorang rebutkan is, ME. Selalu berebut nak duduk atas riba be it at home, dalam kereta, anywhere.. Kalau sorang kiss I, the other pun nak kiss beriya (main lawan-lawan kiss). Kalau I menangkan sorang, yang sorang lagi akan merajuk bukan main &amp;amp; nobody boleh pujuk except ibu dia sendiri. Hadoii... I wonder how would it be bila dah ada lagi sorang nanti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh.. dah midnight la. Kena tido esok nak kena bangun awal. Esok 1st day Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah at new nursery. Shasha pun masuk kindy baru. Till then, toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1710251156408529554?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1710251156408529554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1710251156408529554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1710251156408529554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4295890041906922527</id><published>2009-12-29T16:48:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:56:34.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Cuti-cuti Malaysia @ Melaka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Monday dah masuk kerja balik selepas 10 hari bercuti. Bestnya cuti sampai rasa tak nak pergi kerja. Terkebil-kebil jek bangun dari tidur..betul ke keje hari ni.. ke cuti lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasib baik Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah dah baik demam before kitorang pergi bercuti ke A Famosa. Tapi nasib tak baiknya, I pulak yang kena batuk-batuk teruk lepas beberapa hari sakit tekak. So, kung kang kung kang all the way to A Famosa and for the whole holiday trip. Sangat tak best ok. Tak boleh nak fully enjoy the holiday. Luckily tak batuk all the time, ada masa-masanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is my second time datang sini. Dulu pergi bawak mak sekali. We went with a group, dengan bebudak ofis hubby, his brother &amp;amp; family and his best friend &amp;amp; family. Sebab ramai, we booked a villa with 4 rooms that can accomodate the 14 of us. We decided to take A Famosa promotional package as it is much cheaper than the usual rate. But the promotion comes with one condition which is, we have to check in only on Tuesday or Wednesday. Well, it's not a big deal for me as we have already plan to spend one whole week for cuti-cuti Malaysia. And my boss doesn't mind I took one week off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We all bertolak dalam pukul 10 pagi and reached the place about 12 pm+ sebab berenti 2 kali for tapau breakfast la, bebudak nak buang air la.. biasa la tu kalau pergi in a big group. Lepas register, ambik tiket semua, we were told that the villa is not ready for us as the official check in time is at 4 pm and bilik-bilik in the villa belum habis kemas lagi lepas the previous occupants checked out. So we all pergi masuk Animal World Safari dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421241648212349426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwejltAEfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/AsIMlNZFe3k/s400/DSC06610.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bergambar sebelum masuk Animal World. Terserlah ketembamanku..arkk..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421257747600097298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwtMsmJwBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3R0ZxNopv6s/s400/DSC06620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Macam-macam jenis spesies ayam ada dalam ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421241664190654370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwekhOhp6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/UCEfCc4D1eo/s400/DSC06622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bila tengok kambing ni, teringat alas kaki IKEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kat entrance Animal World Safari tu sempat ambik gambar with a tiger yang memang letak kat situ untuk bergambar dengan visitors. Tengok tiger tu mengantuk je, nak angkat kepala pun tak larat. Agaknya the staff dah inject ubat tidur kot bagi tiger tu lalok so takde chance la rasa nak serang orang kot. Kat safari, bcoz I'm pregnant, tak bolehlah masuk sebab kena naik jip besar tu kan. Dengan kawasan berbukit, jalan terhentak-hentak, karang terberanak kat situ pulak. Sebab dah pernah pergi takde la rasa ralat. Selain dapat tengok binatang, ada banyak show kat dalam tu. Kat animal world tu saja dah spent hours.. sampai makan tengahari pun pukul 4 ptg. Itu pun tak tengok bird show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421241680500018370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Szweld--zMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/04zsHSpaYlU/s400/PC210277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drama koboi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Malam tu pergi Cowboy Town. Patutnya makan dulu. Based on previous experience, show kat situ sure lama. Tapi sebab memasing lambat bersiap, masuk je dah pukul 8. Mana sempat nak makan. End up dinner nak dekat pukul 12 mlm. Sian Sarah sempat minum susu &amp;amp; makan biskut je. Masa dinner dia dah tido. Shasha pun dah tak larat. Sempat suap sikit je roti canai. Pas tu dia tido. Ye la. Waktu tido diorang pukul 10. Ni dah terlajak sampai pukul 12. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421247996995844738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwkVIw8OoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5Agjauqzh5o/s400/red+indian+show.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show kat Cowboy Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Show tu banyak tunjuk orang main/makan api. Ala-ala Red Indian punya life. Lepas tu ada parade. Ada tarian, animals talent &amp;amp; macam-macam lagi. Masa parade tu binatang ada, models ada, pondan pun ada. Eeee.. geli makcik tengok guys yang ada misai siap pakai bra dengan panty je. Sib baik Cina. Kot Melayu, makcik dah muntah darah kot. Paling best, persembahan diorang ended with firecrackers show. Cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421257756603709730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwtNOIx-SI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/sfbCzffB9ng/s400/PC210305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Auww.. mak geli....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esoknya, separuh hari dihabiskan dekat Water World. Puas Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah main air. Macam tak mau balik. They really enjoyed themselves. Bila dah habis main, bagi susu kat Sarah terus dia tertidur. Penat sangat la tu. Shasha sebenarnya phobia dengan swimming pool lepas dia dua kali termasuk dalam adult's pool kat apartment kitorang. Mula-mula dia takut masuk dalam air. Lepas tu lama-lama dah tak nak keluar pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421247983525303682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwkUWlUFYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dm-wd0dmes4/s400/waterworld.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salah satu pool dalam Water World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421247979503950098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwkUHmjGRI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zVZ3pN15Iys/s400/waiting+4+cruise.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tengah tunggu turn naik cruise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421251268716781506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwnTk3_38I/AAAAAAAAAQs/wba0O-pT6pk/s400/in+the+cruise.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cruise di malam hari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the night, we all pergi naik cruise. I dah naik pun with my whole family. Dah nama orang Melaka kan. Tapi sebab the others belum pernah naik, kita bawaklah. Sebenarnya bukanlah cantik sangat scenerynya. Tapi saja nak feeling-feeling macam naik cruise kat Venice ke..haha.. Lepas cruising, pergi makan ikan bakar kat jeti Umbai. Jauh tu jarak dari Alor Gajah ke Umbai. Tapi sebab nak makan ikan bakar sedap punya pasal, tak kira.. jauh pun pergi jugak... Kitorang makan kat gerai yang my family and I selalu pergi, kat hujung sekali ke arah Pulau Besar tu. Hubby order punyalah banyak, semua orang tak larat sebab kenyang sangat. Masa tengah syok makan tiba-tiba tengok ada orang ambil jala, terus jala ikan kat tepi gerai makan tu. Masa tu air baru nak mula pasang kat situ. Tengok-tengok banyak jugak ikan dia dapat padahal dia menjala dekat sebelah meja makan kitorang je and air kat situ adalah paras betis je. Berkerumun orang tengok ikan-ikan tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421247993767481394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwkU8vPUDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lMOMoIpM6YE/s400/sarah+jumps+into+pool.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah tengah melompat ke dalam pool di villa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esoknya, checked out. Kena checked out before 12 pm kalau tak nanti kena bayar extra pulak. Sebelum tu, on that morning, the girls mandi kolam kat villa tu dulu with dad and their friend, anak kawan baik hubby. Seronok tengok Sarah berenang terketik-ketik dah macam katak pulak..hihi.. Langsung dia tak takut melompat masuk dalam pool tu. Shasha siap kena pegang dengan ayahnya. Kiranya my kids memang puaslah main air dalam A Famosa ni. Tapi ada satu perkara yang buat we all tak puas hati sikit with A Famosa. Masa checked out tu we all kena bayar extra RM30 sebab one of the towels kotor sebab digunakan untuk lap air teh yang tertumpah. The management bagi reason susah nak cuci. What..?? Kotoran tu rendam dengan Clorox kejap pastu brush sikit je dah boleh hilang apa. Dah alang-alang kena bayar tu, my hubby terus ambik towel tu bawak balik. Tapi I musykil sikitlah, macamana masa we all checked out tu towel kotor tu dah boleh ada kat situ. For your information, jarak antara our villa dengan tempat check out tu jauh juga, kiranya kena pakai kereta jugaklah. Masa keluar dari villa, towel tu still ada kat dalam villa. Macamana masa check out dah boleh ada kat registration counter tu ye? Hmm.. sangat musykil.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lepas check out, pergi menuju ke Air Keroh untuk main go-cart. Bukan I la.. but the guys.. Masa ni la nak tunjuk bakat racing ala Michael Schumacher. My hubby starts as second but finished as the sixth. Haha.. tak terror racing la tu. Habis racing, my family and I balik kampung I la apalagi. Yang lain-lain balik la rumah masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421248004747849282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwkVlpKbkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/yc862kbRGGA/s400/go+cart.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ready semua..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Overall, we had a good time. I recommend la korang yang tak pernah pergi A Famosa tu, boleh la try pergi. Sebab kat situ full of activities. But I think 3 days 2 nights dah cukup untuk spend kat sana. Lepas tu jalan-jalanlah sekitar Melaka. Ada banyak tempat menarik. Air Keroh ada macam-macam. Tempat racing go cart dia pun besar. Pastu pergilah Banda Hilir. Ada Eye On Malaysia, Menara Taming Sari, cruise, muzium, Dataran Pahlawan dan macam-macam lagilah. Eh..eh.. dah macam promote negeri sendiri.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next, maybe this coming January bak pergi ke Kuantan pulak.. pergi Cherating jugak la nampak gayanya. Bukan apa, my hubby actually ada membership Swiss Garden. Swiss Garden ada bagi free bilik kat mana-mana hotel dia tapi dengan syarat kena pakai sebelum end of Jan 2010. Kebetulan my hubby's good friend ada bagi free tickets to a new Water Park dekat-dekat Kuantan, so we plan to go there maybe on the second week of January.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eh..eh.. esok dah masuk tahun baru lah! happy New Year everyone!! Azam korang tahun ni dah tercapai belum? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4295890041906922527?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4295890041906922527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/cuti-cuti-malaysia-melaka.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4295890041906922527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4295890041906922527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/cuti-cuti-malaysia-melaka.html' title='Cuti-cuti Malaysia @ Melaka'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SzwejltAEfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/AsIMlNZFe3k/s72-c/DSC06610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8019575727656045892</id><published>2009-12-16T16:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:58:37.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fever Is Still Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My kids still tak baik demam lagi. Sangat risau ok. Started with Sarah, yang berjangkit dari kawan dia then Shasha pulak berjangkit dari Sarah. But Sarah nampak macam dah semakin ok selepas 7 hari demam. Shasha masuk hari demam ke 4 ni nampak macam makin teruk, on and off temperature dia naik. Bila malam je mulalah panas kemain. Badan dia panas macam kena bakar. Ingat kalau hari ni still not improving, kena bawa pegi klinik minta refer pakar. Masuk ni dah 4 kali pegi klinik. The last time we went, we asked to refer the kids to specialist but the doc said the fever will heal after the kids take the antibiotics as prescribed. Tapi dah berapa hari ni tak baik lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415751128528902882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Syic9R_i2uI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_V_lWpR9p-s/s400/Image051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walaupun demam, posing tetap posing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next week dah nak pergi spend cuti kat A Famosa. If the kids tak baik demam lagi, tak best la kan. Oh, sebelum tu we will registerkan Shasha masuk kindergarten baru as we will move to our new house probably on January next year. Sarah will join Shasha for a new nursery kat sebelah je dengan Shasha's new kindy. Bila nak register for a new admission ni biasa la kan.. banyak nak pakai duit. Sah sah over RM1000 keluar for both kids. Terpaksa la.. nak buat macam mana.. Ni baru 2 orang anak. Shasha pun nak kena potongkan rambut dia. Both nenek &amp;amp; opah dia dah bising rambut dah panjang sangat. Tapi I rasa sayang la. Suka tengok dia rambut panjang. Tapi rasanya kena potong jugak...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415753958347030258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Syifh_4wvvI/AAAAAAAAAPU/CQ7fU7VEr4k/s400/Image057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isk.. sayang sungguh nak potong rambut Shasha ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nanti next cerita kat A Famosa pulak ye.. toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8019575727656045892?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8019575727656045892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/fever-is-still-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8019575727656045892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8019575727656045892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/fever-is-still-here.html' title='The Fever Is Still Here'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Syic9R_i2uI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_V_lWpR9p-s/s72-c/Image051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-6338016699709980016</id><published>2009-12-11T11:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:12:25.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>The Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh korang tak pergi mana-mana ke cuti sekolah/hujung tahun ni? I ni dah rasa menggeletis betul nak pergi jalan-jalan. Tahun ni tak pergi jauh pun. We will spend 3 days 2 nights kat A Famosa Melaka je. Tu pun original plan nak pergi Cherating. Memandangkan musim hujan je &amp;amp; hotel pun dah banyak fully booked, terpaksa la cancel plan. Shasha dah asyik tanya cuti sekolah dah berapa hari dah tapi tak pegi jalan mana-mana lagi. On weekends je pergi melawat shopping complexes. Last weekend lagi teruk, for both Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday kitorang keluar pagi balik malam. Pergi Modern Home Exhibition la, PC fair la, shopping la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413872500794718082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyHwWwUf94I/AAAAAAAAAOk/rf8qBS2uZ2Y/s400/Image046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The kids posing depan Suria KLCC's Christmas deco. Tengok rumah kat belakang tu rasa macam nak makan. Ala-ala Hansel &amp;amp; Gretel gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413826546858868866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyHGj4kaQII/AAAAAAAAAOE/tRNIAd8C-ww/s400/Image044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam pergi training kat Boulevard, MidValley. Sempat pulak jalan-jalan kat MidValley &amp;amp; The Gardens masa lunch. Geram tengok kids' T Shirts kat Gap The Gardens. Tengok Charles &amp;amp; Keith MidValley pulak ada sale up to 50% la. Aduhhh.. sangat tempting tau. Cantik-cantik kasut dia. Sib baik fikir 10 kali so tak jadi la nak beli. Ye la tengah preggy pun. Nak beli kasut pun kena beli yang flat je la tapi nanti lepas bersalin sure nak sarung yang heels je kan.. Lagipun Nov &amp;amp; Dec ni I dah spent banyak sangat la. Dengan beli set cosmetics bagai, baby bouncer Fisher Price, baju lagi la.. maklumlah Christmas &amp;amp; YES (Year End Sale) ... habis beratus duitku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413826537449310690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyHGjVg_yeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dvbl2g-u8z0/s400/Image038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sampai awal pukul 7.45 pagi. Register training pukul 8.30 pagi. Takde kerja pegi la snap gambar masa orang tengah sibuk buat Christmas deco kat MidValley. Tapi apsal pulak muka makcik jadik macam ala-ala Snow White gitu.. putih melepak pulak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413827393183300930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyHHVJX4PUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tKd8Bl8vfy4/s400/Image042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cantik MidValley punya Christmas deco. Kalau ambil gambar kat sini rasa macam ambil gambar kat castle kat oversea gitu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Malam tadi my lil' munchkin Sarah tetiba demam pulak. Dah bagi makan ubat bangun pagi tengok panas lagi. Shiannn anak ibu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413826563483866770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyHGk2gHlpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8WQR3gwMOHA/s400/Image049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-6338016699709980016?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6338016699709980016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6338016699709980016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/6338016699709980016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday.html' title='The Holiday'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyHwWwUf94I/AAAAAAAAAOk/rf8qBS2uZ2Y/s72-c/Image046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8305537462476357286</id><published>2009-12-04T09:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:30:59.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Want To Be A Millionaire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Heck, everybody wants to be a millionaire. But can we really be one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, my good friend told me that she went to a knowledge sharing session given by her colleague at their office. The knowledge sharing is about how to be a millionaire when you reach your retirement age. The idea is to save as much as you can, control your spending strictly, prioritise your needs and avoid involving in unnecessary debts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well... in that case, I don't really think I can be a millionaire when I turned 55. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I agree that we have to save as much as we can but in the real life, we need the money for so many things that we have to have. Aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I admit I don't save much. For my age, I should have quite a big sum in my bank's account but honestly I don't. Beside the life insurance, I only have my savings in ASB and Tabung Haji where the money being credited directly from my monthly salary. But the money also not to be left untouched. I did use the money if there is a need like to be used for downpayment and house renovation. So, how can the savings grow bigger meh...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For my kids, each have their own Tabung Haji account and insurance for education. I have yet to cut my monthly salary for their monthly saving in TH. There are so many commitments now I don't think I have enough money to do that. Even my zakat also I have yet to increase the monthly payment. Camane la nak berkat rezeki ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For property, I'm aiming to have one house for each kid. So when they are old enough, they can keep one house for themselves. Currently we have one double storey terrace and 2 units of apartments. I plan to buy another one in the future to utilise my company loan. Sayang tak guna. We only use one car for our family and planning to upgrade to a bigger one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I spent about RM750 per month for my children's kindy and nursery/babysitter and of course I give monthly allowance for my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do fancy branded clothes and bags. But I just buy when I think I can afford to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have 2 credit cards which one I paid full every month and another one I try to pay the maximum amount I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We go to vacations if there is budget and time, we sometimes eat at nice restaurants and go shopping about every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With all of these commitment and lifestyle, I really couldn't afford to save more at this time. Kena tunggu gaji naik lagi kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau macam ni sampai bila pun I can never be a millionaire kan. Unless if I enter a contest and suddenly be a winner of RM 1 million. What a nice dream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8305537462476357286?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8305537462476357286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-want-to-be-millionaire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8305537462476357286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8305537462476357286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-want-to-be-millionaire.html' title='Do You Want To Be A Millionaire?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-7610722343035611596</id><published>2009-12-04T09:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:25:16.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opss..</title><content type='html'>Apa korang buat kalau masa tengah makan dengan member tetiba member borak beria sampai air liur dia termasuk dalam makanan korang..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dah berapa kali kena macam ni. Tapi tak tau nak buat apa. Nak terus stop makan takut dia terasa/kecik hati. Nak teruskan makan rasa geli. Camne eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-7610722343035611596?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7610722343035611596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/opss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7610722343035611596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7610722343035611596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/opss.html' title='Opss..'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-1159712548722897862</id><published>2009-12-02T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:22:11.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makcik Oh Makcik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is this makcik cleaner in my office who is very old for her age to work as a cleaner. She is Indonesian or pure Jawa Malaysia I think, based on the slang she used when she spoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My colleagues and I are very annoyed with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a cleaner, her job is to clean up our office, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then why she got angry whenever we asked her to clean up our meeting room and vacuum the whole of the office floor? (she used to vacuum only on her selected floor).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Habis tu nak kitorang ambik vacuum dia pastu vacuum sendiri ke....? Nak kitorang ambik kain lap dia &amp;amp; lap sendiri meja ofis ke..? Kalau macam tu designation I dah jadik Assistant Manager cum Assistant Cleaner laa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi, bab bab bila ada makanan kat ofis, dia pulak terlebih-lebih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pantang ada meeting yang provide food, siang-siang dah tunjuk muka, senyum-senyum, tetiba jadi rajin lap itu ini and then tanpa segan silu bagitau nak food tu sikit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bukan time ada meeting je... Kalau kitorang tengah makan apa-apa pun, boleh mintak makanan kat kitorang. Bila kita bagi, seboleh-boleh nak angkut semua, siap masuk beg plastik sogo terpakai lagik... Poket baju dia pun dia boleh isi dengan makanan. Dah macam Doraemon pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apa hal makcik.... Time kitorang mintak dia buat benda-benda yang sememangnya kerja dia, eh boleh buat derrkk je. Bagitau takde masa lah, banyak kerja lainlah.... Tapi time nak makanan kitorang macam tak tau malu je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bukan kitorang kisah sangat nak bagi apa-apa pun food yang ada tapi pandai-pandailah bawak diri kannn... Makan nak, kerja tak nak.. Janganla makan gaji buta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sib baik la dia ni makcik. Terpaksa respect jugakla pasal dah tua kan.. Sudahnya kitorang la kena kemas ofis sendiri. Hampehh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-1159712548722897862?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1159712548722897862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/makcik-oh-makcik.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1159712548722897862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/1159712548722897862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/12/makcik-oh-makcik.html' title='Makcik Oh Makcik'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-4715745762136682640</id><published>2009-11-12T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:03:07.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Treat @ Delifrance</title><content type='html'>Today's lunch boss ajak keluar makan. Birthday treat for me dia kata. Murahhh rezeki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403105673738849826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Svuv-78aDiI/AAAAAAAAANk/xDaxyDs6HqQ/s400/IMG_4830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mak buyung posing sebelum makanan sampai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403105678254451538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Svuv_MxAq1I/AAAAAAAAANs/Bfp9VMIE-is/s400/IMG_4843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mak buyung happy makanan dah sampai. Member sebelah jeles makanan dia lambat :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403105665062457570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Svuv-bny0OI/AAAAAAAAANc/elUJWczhNVI/s400/IMG_4834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D' boss with another colleague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Terima kasih daun keladi boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-4715745762136682640?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4715745762136682640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-treat-delifrance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4715745762136682640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/4715745762136682640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-treat-delifrance.html' title='Birthday Treat @ Delifrance'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/Svuv-78aDiI/AAAAAAAAANk/xDaxyDs6HqQ/s72-c/IMG_4830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2306037600073586169</id><published>2009-11-12T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:39:27.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday</title><content type='html'>Cerita basi pasal my birthday celebration last Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Takde la celebrate apa sangat pun. Dah jadik mak orang ni ala kadar je lah.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas breakfast terus pergi Mid Valley. Ingat nak special lunch date with hubby with kids. Tetiba ibu mertuaku suruh lunch kat rumah dia pulak. Tak baik menolak rezeki kan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we were just heading directly to Baskin Robbins la. Memang the first intention nak makan ice cream cake pun. Sebab masih kenyang breakfast lagi, we all just makan 1 slice of ice cream cake and a cone of decorated ice cream for the kids treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FB was overwhelmed with birthday wishes from my friends. Thanks guys. But paling menyentuh hati my Deputy CEO which was my ex-boss sent SMS wishing me a happy birthday. I didn't reply as my 016 was run out of credit. And when I was back to work I got his email asking if I got his message and wish me 'Happy Birthday Sis'. Gosh.. is he kidding me or just being nice.. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403055832280211442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvuCpyCqH_I/AAAAAAAAANU/Dg27O5B0T08/s400/PB060234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2306037600073586169?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2306037600073586169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2306037600073586169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2306037600073586169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday.html' title='The Birthday'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvuCpyCqH_I/AAAAAAAAANU/Dg27O5B0T08/s72-c/PB060234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8899845086454394682</id><published>2009-11-06T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:53:19.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7x11 jawapannya 77</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apa kene mengene tajuk dengan entry ni ye... Tajuk ni sama dengan tarikh lahir I. I was born on 7 eleven 77, which is tomorrow. Cantik kan tarikh ni.. senang nak ingat..hihi.. puji diri sendirik pulak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think some of my friends I know sharing the same birth date with me. Happy upcoming birthday..! We are going to celebrate it tomorrow...yay!! Where it will be ya.. hmm.. I'm thinking of going to MidValley. Nak makan ice cream cake kat Baskin Robbins ke. But I don't mind if the hubby would like to treat me with a nice lunch date or dinner date ke.. *grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know what, adik-beradik perempuan I semua lahir on November. Pandai parents I aim tarikh. I try jugak do the same tapi tak jadik la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ramai pulak dah give wishes kat FB. Thanks friends. Doakanlah me &amp;amp; my family dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki ye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8899845086454394682?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8899845086454394682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/7x11-jawapannya-77.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8899845086454394682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8899845086454394682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/7x11-jawapannya-77.html' title='7x11 jawapannya 77'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-878959342930138536</id><published>2009-11-05T08:42:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:09:45.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shasha's First Concert</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday night was Shasha's first concert organized by her kindergarten. I was so excited to see her perform on stage. Biasa la kannn... mothers memang over sikit bab bab macam ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400511100055909250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvJ4O3xi84I/AAAAAAAAANM/Ja9YFqDRCN4/s400/PA300191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha before the event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were asked to send her to her kindy before 4 pm so that the teachers can get the children ready before the concert. Memula I macam silap faham and thought that I have to send her over to Putrajaya (the location of the concert) and have to dress her up complete with nice make up. That's what was written on Shasha's communication book. Nasib baik I called her principal before we go off to Putrajaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas hantar Shasha, we all pergi ke IOI Mall coz hubby would like to find some gadgets for his works. Sekali tengok ada clearance sale for electronic items. So, we grabbed a Canon handycam for just RM 899 only. Ingat nak pakai masa concert Shasha la kononnya coz videocam yang kitorang ada dah rosak, malas nak betulkan. Sekali hubby macam tak reti nak charge the battery. Sepatutnya masa charge kena off tapi dia on kan. So sudahnya we all bawak 2 kamera je la pergi concert tu. Hampehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400428055042002866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvIstA_VD7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/2W7ekkKATA0/s400/PA300193.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                               Sarah pose atas stage @ IOI Mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all gerak after Maghrib. The concert starts at 8.30 pm. Singgah McD tapau dinner sebab tau concert tu tak provide food for parents. Bila sampai Putrajaya punyala melilau mata nak carik auditorium. Sekali rupanya dia letak signboard auditorium tu kat dalam bangunan. Mana la orang nampak dengan waktu malamnya...'pandai' betullah... Bila dah masuk that building, lagi satu masalah pulak tak tahu mana nak pergi sebab langsung tak ada apa-apa signboard ke arrow ke untuk tunjuk arah ke auditorium. I guess memang ramai parents sesat nak cari auditorium tu that night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400428063477280034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvIstgadLSI/AAAAAAAAAME/oGM0133sD5k/s400/PA300196.JPG" /&gt;                                   &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah with her preggy mum can't wait to see her sister on stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila dah sampai auditorium tu, the kids tengah ambil gambar graduation (only for the 6 yrs old). Cari tempat duduk ada ke hubby nak duduk kat atas. I rasa duduk kat bawah lagi dekat &amp;amp; nampak clear. Actually ada 2 kindy yang buat performance that night, Seri Kembangan and Seri Taming (ni kat mana pun I tak tau).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila concert start aje, parents apalagi, excited terlebih la. MC dah cakap jangan duduk kat ruang tengah sebelah bawah yang khas untuk cameraman tapi ramai jugak yang degil nak close up gambar anak. Hihihi... biasa la tu.. I dengan hubby malas nak turun, ambil gambar &amp;amp; video dari atas je. Tapi memang best la their performances. Especially yang Seri Kembangan punya. Ada lagu Bila Larut Malam, Barbie Girl, I Like To Move It Move It, Daddy Cool, Kabhi Kushi Kabhi Gam &amp;amp; macam-macam lagi la. Shasha buat Indian dance dalam Kabhi Kushi Kabhi Gam. Haha... kelakar sungguh tengok dia menari dengan kepala asyik senget je. Budak lain takde pulak senget macam tu. Tapi enjoy betul tengok all of the performances that night sampai rasa nak kencing pun kena tahan. Macam tu sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400428068134885874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvIstxw6mfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4aqYDBg_78Q/s400/PA300210.JPG" /&gt;                                                   &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bila Larut Malam.. tarakucha..tarakuchacha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429004401688066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvItkRoUPgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nzb44oMIbJA/s400/PA300219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black and White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429577688253330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvIuFpSfA5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ee0Xizt0pJI/s400/Image078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha with her friends dancing. Gambar this dance banyak blur la pasal asyik ambil video, lupa nak snap banyak gambar. Note : Shasha yang buat kepala paling senget tuh.. hihi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429582222088242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvIuF6Lb2DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/tnLuLxWgaZQ/s400/Image076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The 3 and 4 yrs old performing I'm A Barbie Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429012678553922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvItkwdrMUI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7u3KeeuAKd0/s400/PA300226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The whole team singing the Q Dees song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila tengok keseluruhan concert, I rasa Seri Kembangan is a way better. Tarian diorang lagi susah &amp;amp; banyak steps. Kagum tau tengok the kids can memorize all the steps and enjoy themselves on the stage. Terjerit-jerit &amp;amp; tergelak-gelak mak bapak tengok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429022586889922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvItlVYAZsI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NkX-jk1wnrk/s400/PA300229.JPG" /&gt;       &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shasha after the concert. Muka tak berapa ceria pasal adiknya tak nak pulangkan kipas 'love' dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so proud of my little munchkin, Shasha. I think any parents will feel the same after watching their kids performing that night. Kids these days are more talented than the older generation, don't you think so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-878959342930138536?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/878959342930138536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/shashas-first-concert.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/878959342930138536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/878959342930138536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/11/shashas-first-concert.html' title='Shasha&apos;s First Concert'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SvJ4O3xi84I/AAAAAAAAANM/Ja9YFqDRCN4/s72-c/PA300191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-3476120029136253651</id><published>2009-10-30T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:10:52.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow is Shasha's first concert. Really can't wait for it. She got excited everytime I asked her about her preparation, how she would sing and dance. She keeps reminding me to see her on stage which of course I will! I will be right in front of the stage so I can capture all of her moves in camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The concert will be at Putrajaya's auditorium. It will begin at 8.30 pm but parents are asked to send their children before 4 pm so that the teachers can get the children ready by 8 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby now in JB but he will be back soon either tonight or tomorrow morning. I can't forgive him if he misses Shasha's first concert! By the way, how will I go to the concert if he is not around? I don't know how to drive to the auditorium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We'll upload the picture of the concert next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-3476120029136253651?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3476120029136253651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/tomorrows-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3476120029136253651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/3476120029136253651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/tomorrows-event.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s Event'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2784908567319568168</id><published>2009-10-27T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:21:56.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di Mana Kan Ku Cari Ganti...</title><content type='html'>Hari ni I baru realized pen kesayangan I hilang. Pen tu birthday present dari hubby pulak tu, siap ada ukir nama I lagi. Isk..isk.. mana la peginya pen nih.. Nak kata tercicir rasa macam tak.. Ada orang ambik ke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas tu, calculator pun hilang jugak... gara-gara ada orang tu meminjam tak reti-reti nak beli sendiri pas tu tertinggal kat bilik meeting terus hilang. Chesss.. ni kena mintak ganti rugi nih...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2784908567319568168?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2784908567319568168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/di-mana-kan-ku-cari-ganti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2784908567319568168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2784908567319568168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/di-mana-kan-ku-cari-ganti.html' title='Di Mana Kan Ku Cari Ganti...'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-7984037782385689155</id><published>2009-10-19T10:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:52:21.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sik Mau Naik Belonnnn....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Semalam I pegi open house terakhir. Ye la hari ni kan dah last day raya kan. We went to Enjut's house. He is my ex-schoolmate. Dapatla jumpa kengkawan science muar walaupun tak sampai 10 orang. Pastu terjumpa ex-schoolmate sharodz, Ina Lias. Rupanya dia kawan pada Enjut's wife. Kecik je dunia ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh, ada sesiapa tak yang tahu boleh ke nak postpone or advancekan flight (Air Asia) if on tarikh flight tu we cannot make it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ada plan nak jalan-jalan ke Sabah &amp;amp; Sarawak with the whole family (dengan my mum and adik-beradik). Masa booking ticket I tak pregnant lagi. Tup-tup tetiba pregnant tarikh vacation tu lagi seminggu je tarikh expected delivery. Kang kut terberanak dalam plane, naya... Sure muka keluar tv, berita perdana..huhuhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dah check with Air Asia. The customer service officer said I kena fakskan surat perakuan doktor. Maybe boleh consider untuk I. Tapi, how about my family yek sebab kalau I tak pegi, confirm hubby and the kids tak pergi jugak... Rasa boleh tak nak cepatkan flight tu? Kena bayar lebih pun takpelah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau kena naik jugak flight tu &amp;amp; terberanak kat situ, nanti dalam surat beranak I nak tulis tempat kelahiran tu macamana yek. Kena tulis, Tempat Kelahiran : Air Asia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahahaha.. errk.. mintak dijauhkanlah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-7984037782385689155?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7984037782385689155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/sik-mau-naik-belonnnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7984037782385689155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7984037782385689155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/sik-mau-naik-belonnnn.html' title='Sik Mau Naik Belonnnn....'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-5449732784469573984</id><published>2009-10-14T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:30:05.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Yang Mana Satu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tadi I pergi check up. Punyalah lama nak tunggu turn. Just imagine, I've waited for 2 hours plus! Kalau tau nak kena tunggu lama, baik I bawak tilam ngan bantal tidur situ. Memang panel klinik I ni selalu ramai orang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My turn came at about 12.50pm. Dah nak dekat lunch dah. So the doctor pun buat check up cepat-cepat jek... Tak tau la sebab tak nak I lambat makan ke or dia yang dah lapar. I baru jek ingat nak tengok baby masa scanning tu lama-lama. Tapi sempat la tengok bentuk dia, tulang dia semua ok. Doc said the baby is healthy, and so the mum. Yg ni I musykil sikit sebab the sickness still ada lagi. My weight dah tambah 3kg. Hah? Kejap pan je dah naik..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still haven't decide on which hospital to go to deliver my baby. Bersalinkan Shasha kat HUKM private wing. Sarah kat Ampang Puteri. Yang third ni rasa-rasa kalau boleh nak carik dekat-dekat rumah je tapi mesti private hospital. Hehe.. I ni penakut sikit nak pegi gomen nye hospital. Sebab macam-macam cerita I dengar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think the nearest private hospital is Hospital Az-Zahrah and An-Nur (if I'm not mistaken) in Bangi area. I googled the info for both hospital and found out many people favoured Az-Zahrah. But there are also negative comment about the service. Hmmm... I need to get testimonials directly from my friends yang pernah ke sana lah. How about you guys? Ada sesiapa pernah dapatkan rawatan kat Az-Zahrah Bangi? Boleh citer sikit experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-5449732784469573984?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5449732784469573984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/hospital-yang-mana-satu.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5449732784469573984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/5449732784469573984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/hospital-yang-mana-satu.html' title='Hospital Yang Mana Satu?'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-7420821289840833927</id><published>2009-10-02T11:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:32:01.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syawal 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been almost 2 weeks of Syawal now. Tapi banyak lagi rumah tak pegi beraya nih. Very limited time to cover all the houses that we're supposed to go. So, we decided only to cover the important ones only hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year we celebrate the first Syawal at my hometown Melaka. Sure la I sangat happy. Kot kalau turn 1st raya kat KL, sangat la boring. Ye la.. berapa kerat sedara je yang ada untuk kitorang pergi beraya. Biasanya keluar beraya dalam pukul 10 pagi, petang pukul 3 dah balik rumah. Rehat-rehat. Malam tengok la siapa nak datang rumah. Kalau takde orang datang, tengok tv je la. Esok pagi dah balik Melaka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st raya we all cover sedara mara sebelah mak &amp;amp; arwah abah, area Pulai, Serkam, Tanjung Kling &amp;amp; Umbai. Raya kedua pergi Merlimau, Semujuk &amp;amp; Muar. Raya ketiga pergi beraya rumah sesiapa dekat dengan town. Of course la wajib beraya kat rumah my best friend, Wana. Lepas raya rumah Wana, saja je nak round-round Bandar Hilir. Ye la, biasa balik Melaka mana ada masa nak pergi tempat-tempat nih. Balik lepak kat rumah mak je. Kadang-kadang bawak la mak pegi shopping mana-mana or makan ikan bakar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekali tengok, eh, takde orang pun beratur kat Eye On Malaysia. We all apalagi, dengan baju rayanya, naik la roda berpusing tuh. Lepas habis, pergi tengok pet show dekat-dekat situ jugak. Best la datang masa ni sebab takde orang sangat pun. Best naik Eye On Malaysia dekat Banda Hilir ni. View dia cantik. View Banda Hilir, laut Selat Melaka &amp;amp; macam-macam lagi. After that pergi Menara Taming Sari. Ini ala-ala KL Tower la. Nanti benda tu bawa kita ke atas, dok pusing-pusing kat atas tu. Tengok la semua benda yang boleh nampak kat Banda Hilir tuh. Best jugak. Kiranya kalau u all nak datang Melaka, don't forget to go to Banda Hilir. Kat sini aja ada macam-macam tempat u all boleh visit. Other than the shopping malls, ada Eye On Malaysia, Menara Taming Sari, cruise, A Famosa, Istana Melaka, Muzium Kapal, Memorial Pengisytiharan Kemerdekaan, Stadthuys dan macam-macam lagi lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My kids suka sangat beraya kat kampung pasal boleh main dengan cousins diorang. Bila balik KL, Sarah asyik-asyik tanya bila nak balik kampung lagi. Kalau boleh everyday dia nak balik kampung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enjoy the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849194600321330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV8S-OG0TI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZQqId2QUfPg/s400/P9190125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shasha &amp;amp; Sarah dengan baju raya makan maruku kat pondok kat rumah nenek. Tunggu orang lain balik dari semayang raya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849202326915138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV8TbARSEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/o9gI68psEt0/s400/P9200134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Raya kedua kat rumah Pak Lang di Merlimau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849210587027858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV8T5xomZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6qnJa9S6LHM/s400/P9210136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah main pintu rumah nenek dengan cousin dia Zuhaira sebelum Zuhaira sepitkan tangan Sarah kat pintu tu.. haha..nangis kemain...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849222510508946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV8UmMae5I/AAAAAAAAALE/qHKZ0I9mFqI/s400/P9210169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Eye On Malaysia @ Banda Hilir, Melaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849227585794786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV8U5GdMuI/AAAAAAAAALM/lkR9jlmVOfY/s400/P9210173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dalam Menara Taming Sari. Ibu Shasha bergaya dengan beg raya yang langsung tak match dengan baju raya hari itu..hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387900207794904034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsWqsVLeW-I/AAAAAAAAALs/XaxczXhr57c/s400/P9210177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eye On Malaysia dari Menara Taming Sari.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387850494137321298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV9enX3x1I/AAAAAAAAALc/-F-yoAN1wEE/s400/P9210183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muzium kapal kat bawah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387850500060096226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV9e9b-JuI/AAAAAAAAALk/wu60wOmVpOY/s400/P9220188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the way back to KL. Sarah pakai my sunglasses sebelum dia pecahkan soon after. Sib baik sunglasses murah. Yang mahal I simpan dalam beg.&lt;/em&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/5070070166441998378-7420821289840833927?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7420821289840833927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/syawal-2009.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7420821289840833927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/7420821289840833927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/10/syawal-2009.html' title='Syawal 2009'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SsV8S-OG0TI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZQqId2QUfPg/s72-c/P9190125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-2689545199134588525</id><published>2009-09-30T08:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:45:11.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Monday was my hubby's birthday. Konon-konon nak tunggu sampai kul 12 mlm nak wish tapi makcik ngantuk yang amat. Dalam nak dekat kul 11, tengok hubby dah tertidur depan tv. So, cepat-cepat I tulis kad &amp;amp; letakkan birthday present &amp;amp; card sebelah dia. Nak bagi dia surprise la konon bila terjaga kul 12 ke kan... Tapi hampeh... rupanya dia tak bangun-bangun pun sampai I kejutkan esok paginya. Muahahaha.. So I kissed him and wished him Happy Birthday. Terus bersemangat dia bangun. Selalu bangun pagi terpisat-pisat je. Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila Shasha dah bangun &amp;amp; mandi, dia tanya kenapa ayah dapat present? So I told her, today is ayah's birthday. Pas tu dia tanya balik, kenapa birthday ayah, bukan birthday Shasha? Hisss.. ni mesti sebab dia pun nak dapat present ni. But then Shasha nyanyikan lagu Happy Birthday untuk ayah dia. So sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were supposed to celebrate my hubby's birthday at TGI Puchong last Monday. But tetiba balik dari kerja I sakit perut pulak. Banyak angin kot. Lepas tu ingat nak pergi yesterday, I nak tengok Pushing Daisies pulak. Bengang je hubby I. Hihi.. ala.. bila-bila pun boleh pergi kan dear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coming up, entry for raya 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-2689545199134588525?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2689545199134588525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/09/his-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2689545199134588525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/2689545199134588525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/09/his-birthday.html' title='His Birthday'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070070166441998378.post-8546669951911820922</id><published>2009-09-18T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:28:10.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni last day kerja!! Esok balik kampung! Hooray..! Eh..eh..eh.. kemain happy pulak. Orang lain sume dah bercuti balik raya dah, apahal I ada kat opis lagi ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni ada la 3 ketul manusia je kat opis nih. Satu hari ni I tak buat apa kerja pun. I surf internet la..baca paper &amp;amp; majalah la... main game la.. hihihi.. kot bos tau ni dah harus kena pancung dah ni... Nak buat camane... mood kerja tak ada. Nak talipon orang nak tanya itu ini untuk siapkan kerja, orang sume dah balik kampung. Sudahnya, I buat benda-benda tak berfaedah je la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tadi I round Jalan TAR. Fuiyyoo.. banyak item diorang dah start lelong oo.. I dah terbeli satu baju kurung ni, dapat kurang dalam RM100 dari original price. Best aaa... Dah lama teringin nak pakai baju kurung yang letak manik sakan kat leher (siap jurai-jurai tu...) &amp;amp; tangan. Pastu jenuh pulak carik tudung nak matching. Lepas tu beli telekung, dapat kurang RM30, lelong jugak. Puas hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Di kesempatan ini I nak ucapkan Selamat Menyambut Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Mohon maaf zahir dan batin andainya I pernah buat salah dan silap atau ada kata-kata yang mengguris hati. Semoga kita dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki untuk bertemu lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070070166441998378-8546669951911820922?l=deepinocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8546669951911820922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8546669951911820922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070070166441998378/posts/default/8546669951911820922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepinocean.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!!'/><author><name>Izsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17831376458686965218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvUZzyOpurQ/SyiSm35muYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vFtc5qGbN5Q/S220/IMG_4830.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
