<?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-6596038</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:16:20.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow.Web </title><subtitle type='html'>PhanTom ThIeF - Sometimes u have to give a dream to someone important.. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109385441970479725</id><published>2004-08-30T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T16:49:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something to share to all of u.. from a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;Just remember the words kalau2 kite ditimpa keperitan serta ujian dlm kehidupan (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apa yg terjadi pada kita hari ni, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kita tak akan nampak hikmah dia apa relevan Allah kasi terjadi, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kita tak nampak kita akan salahkan takdir&lt;br /&gt;bila masa berlalu kita akan tgk benda2 ni akan jadi benda berharga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila Allah lahirkan kita dr perut ibu............ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;telah Dia tentukan rezeki &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;telah Dia tentukan jodoh&lt;br /&gt;telah Dia tentukan ajal n maut&lt;br /&gt;Allah menguji kite sbb dia sayang&lt;br /&gt;ujian yg datang tu akan mematangkan kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kita maafkan org &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;walau pun susah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Allah akan maafkan kita ketika DIA marahkan kita&lt;br /&gt;Bila kita tlg org dikala org memerlukan bantuan,&lt;br /&gt;maka Allah akan mempermudahkan urusan kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah teman, Ujian yg hadir membawa tanda, Allah masih sayangkan kita (^_^) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Alhamdulillah... tuh jer nasihat utk arinih,&lt;br /&gt;woh busy2 time nih sbb nak kene packing barang2... esok nak gi kl and then gi orentation for 2 weeks.. and after that gi kuantan.. so rasenye I will not be updating the blog in a short time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends.. keep in touch kay, I'll really looking foward in hearing wonderfull stories from u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck in the job, keep the du'a for me and pray for our success together kay... (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109385441970479725?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109385441970479725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109385441970479725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109385441970479725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109385441970479725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/something-to-share-to-all-of-u.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109381150732977832</id><published>2004-08-28T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T04:31:47.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urm... baru je aritu tukar template blog nih.. but due to request from 'someone', I change it back to snoopy.. hik2.. (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep improving the layout.. so bare with me for a while kay... wink2~ (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109381150732977832?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109381150732977832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109381150732977832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109381150732977832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109381150732977832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/urm.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109380797920066776</id><published>2004-08-22T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T03:32:59.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ConVoCaTioN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake Up In Da MorNing.. all the people in da house start to rushing and preparing for the ceramony.. uwaa kalutnye.. rase cam tak serius jerk semua dak2 kat sinih hik2.. we were still acting like childish little boy tp semuanya dah beso2.. hik2.. (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MorNing Seems So Short.. each of us were escorting their families around the campus..&lt;br /&gt;Opening ceramony of the new building were conducted in the morning.. but I doubt a single graduation student show up for the ceramony as we were focusing on the evening session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With All the Fuss Up In the BatHrOoM.. ShOuTing anD SinGing, All were well-DressEd and We WalK to The WaItInG aRea... it's so hot.. with the kot and tie.. plus the robe I'm feel like burning myself...&lt;br /&gt;At 12.30, we were packing the place... taking picture before the moment and having a glance of ourselves make-up skit2.. betulkan robe... mortar and doing little chatting among ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;At last we were told to line up and walk to the hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart are beating faster than usual... as we walk down into.. the music is being played and we were seated. The hall seem to be packed with people.. it seems that I kind of neorvous in this kind of situation...&lt;br /&gt;ThE OpenIng Of The CereMony - We Sing THe UnIverSity Song.. AnD afTer Few More MuSic PlayeD finaLLy The GiVing CeRaMony TaKe PlacE.... eaCh of the NameS being called.. and I can see Happy FAces On each one walking on the Stage.. owh.. the were actually 2 big screen on each SIde Of The StaGe..&lt;br /&gt;One by One Names Being callEd and FinaLLy Is My Turn... AcTuaLLy I'm Being StiFF.. damn I'm actuaLLy being scared when walking on the path.. But It all turn out well.. shaking a hand with ex-Prime Minister and receiving the scroLL was ActUallY the Best Moment that only come Once In Ur Life.....&lt;br /&gt;I ThiNk Most Of Us survive in about 3 hour ceromony.. At the End Of The Day, I can See The Tears of hapiness among the families.. and I'm extremely speecheless&lt;br /&gt;AlhamDulillah.. finally AnotHer Chapter As a student ended briliantly today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All My Friends that I've known all these times.. I just wanna say that having u in my life is actually the greatest give that I can never exchange.. so much we strive.. so much we learn.. and yet so much we cry and laugh together.. I just want to cherish every moment with all of u.. It's a pleasure knowing each and every one of u at my side.... I've learn so much from all of u.. and for that I thank You.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May AllaH Bless EveRy One Of US... (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109380797920066776?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109380797920066776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109380797920066776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109380797920066776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109380797920066776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/convocation-morning-seems-so-short.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109379499022908384</id><published>2004-08-21T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T23:56:30.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Graduation Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. finally a dinner to all the graduates.. The venue kat Main Hall.. boys have to wear batik while the girl leh ar pakai baju kurung.. so the night was fully penuh ngan pelbagai fesyen2 batik and nice colourful dress by the girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 o'clock arrivals of the guest yg mane terdiri dr student2.. then 30 minutes after that, the arrivals of vvip laks.. ape lagik semua berebut ambik gambo diorg and me also included hehe.. rasenye ade 4 dishes that night but it's not really match my taste, but oleh kerana dah bayo mahal2.. mkn gak ar kan.. nanti rugi laks.. hehe (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu mkn kiteorg disajikan ngan tarian and some performance... it's was nice, and after all have been ended.. we were given a spech by Tun Dr Mahathir..&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the dinner.. came sesi bergambar.. semua org busy capturing there pictures together.. and I could see flashes all over the hall.. mmg best.. all people are smiling and posing like a model.. [^_^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109379499022908384?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109379499022908384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109379499022908384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109379499022908384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109379499022908384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/graduation-dinner-waktu-mkn-kiteorg.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109379341555361269</id><published>2004-08-20T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T23:30:15.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleepless night.. kiteorg kene ar ramai2 berkongsi bilik sbb mls nak bayar sewa utk bilik2 yg disediakan utk bebudak nak convo.. tido pun umpama 'cat nap' sbb sepanjang mlm tuh ade jer org ziarah bilik tuh sbb diorg baru je sampai kat utp.. hehe meriah tul rase cam nak raya laks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast.. kiteorg semua gi kat dewan sbb ade rehearsal jap.. owh.. ramai gak yg dtg, ade yg pakai baju biasa, ade pakai kot and ade gak dah bergaya ngan baju convo masing2.. first time masuk dewan baru tuh.. woh.. lawa seh hehe.. so a few hours wat rehearsal and diberi peluang berlatih atas stage tuh ambik sijil hehe.. and then anugerah rector.. and majlis ended an hour before prayer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening - lupe laks time nih kiteorg watpe, but rasenye we are wasting out time kat lab sbb nak main tenet sat.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night - Mlm meriah skit sbb most of the gang turun padang kat tapak pesta convo tuh.. sambil tgk2 mende ape yg diorg jual kat sane, ade mkn minum.. jual baju, barang2 etc.. after merapu2 japs.. gosip2 skit2.. sembang2 tgk anime.. then kiteorg tido himpit2 haha.. cam setinggan jerk.. haha, list of people in the room - nub and dzul (owner of the room yg ditumpang), me, ali, suhai and shidi.. pergh ramai seh hehe.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109379341555361269?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109379341555361269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109379341555361269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109379341555361269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109379341555361269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/sleepless-night.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109289479611166991</id><published>2004-08-19T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T13:53:16.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah.. 4 days before the convocation ceramony and people start to came back.. such a wonderful feeling..&lt;br /&gt;I've already being here for the past few weeks.. helping out the staff to unpack the books in the new library building and today I officially retired from the job.. yea.. I think I want to enjoy this moment with my precious friends, sharing all the jokes and stories together.. seing all the faces back bring back nostalgia.. perghh.. terasa jiwang laks.. hihi =P&lt;br /&gt;anyway happy convocation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We once walked the same path, we laugh.. we cry and yet we survive, let us continue walking.. even in seperate path for the future, creating each different stories.. yet today let us share together the happy chapter in life.. HapPy ConVocAtiOn DaY (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109289479611166991?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109289479611166991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109289479611166991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109289479611166991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109289479611166991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109285752910351031</id><published>2004-08-15T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T03:32:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Treasure Hunt - University Technology Petronas (2nd Day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi - Uwaa... pagi sgt bangun.. mate mmg rase tak leh terlelap dah.. bgn2 jerk kul 6.00 terus jerk mandi.. and then gi solat sat, after abis semua.. duduk rehat2 kat kerusi tepi surau.. sbb ujan lebat.. about 30 minutes baru ar nampak cam reda sikit.. baru ar leh jalan2 kat tepi pantai hirup udara segar sambil tgk2 matahari terbit... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast... taklimat skit2.. the hunt begin balik kul 9.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengahari + petang - mmg penat seh second leg nih.. dah ar tak cukup tido.. kpala penin and lepas tuh kite baca peta pun tersengguk2 huh.. but nasib baik ar kite curi2 tido dlm kete.. haha lega skit.. (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;mencabar gak second leg nih.. kene cari 20 jawapan.. dr penang gi taiping then ipoh.. and finally report balik kat utp. for the second leg nih.. nasib baik sempat sampai awal.. kalo tak dah kene tolak markah dah.. lps abis and selamat sampai.. tibalah masanya mengisi perot yg lapo di kfc.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam - macam besa... diorg bg jawapan ngan umum pemenang.. terasa malas nak gi kerna cam ngantuk2 jerk.. tp sbb kekawan semua paksa so just ikut je arr..&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik mlm tuh dpt gak ar hadiah.. and mkn free.. but tak ade mood nak mkn.. because still penat and not really felling well.. after tuh terus jer.. tiddooo (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109285752910351031?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109285752910351031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109285752910351031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109285752910351031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109285752910351031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/treasure-hunt-university-technology_15.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109285661044358936</id><published>2004-08-14T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T03:16:50.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Treasure Hunt - University Technology Petronas (First Day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi - Bgn pagi kul 6.00 terus je solat2, kemas2 barang nak gi treasure hunt. Uwaa... ngantuknya, dgn smlm tido pukul 2.00 pagi... semua peserta kene kumpul depan main hall kul 8.00 pagi.. driver laks mekap lambat sgt so terpaksa lar tunggu hahaha.. tahun nih terpaksa lar kite jd pembaca tulip/map yg baik..&lt;br /&gt;kul 7.50 barulah nampak bayang2 kiteorg kat hall.. ally and also rivals dah ambik tempat masing2 ngan kete2 diorg... tahun nih 77 cars masuk, byk gak tuh... so here we go.. cari2 harta karun hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengahari + petang - 2 days program.. from perak to penang, penat gak kalo pikir2 but.. for the sake of gi jalan2 ku teruskan jua.. rase sonok jerk tgk kete2 treasure hunt berenti tepi jalan cari jawapan.. nak gelak pun ade.. macam2 ragam.. for the first leg - total of 15 question and 3 treasure kene cari along the journey.. payah seh soalan die.. kiteorg bersemangat pagi tuh jerk.. bile dah time2 tengahari.. terus semua org flat.. but we'll get through it somehow and sampai gak kat checkpoint penang kul 4.30 ptg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam - After finish lepak2 tepi pantai and rehat2.. about 8.00 mlm camgituh.. result for the first leg is being annouce, kiteorg dpt tempat saguhati jerk.. hihi mmg dah agak pun.. =P nak tergelak and rasa kecewa bile dgr jawapan soalan2 tuh.. huhu&lt;br /&gt;8.30 jeng2.... akademi fantasia final begins.. yeah.. nih pun semua budak2 tunggu... mmg dah dpt agak dah zahid dpt juara.. hahaha the shows really great..&lt;br /&gt;We had our supper kat butterworth.. sampai tersesat jalan.. and finally came back at 2.30 am.. gile ngantuk seh... dah ar tido dlm khemah laks tuh.. but sbb letih sgt kot.. so finally after prayer.. terlelap gak mate nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109285661044358936?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109285661044358936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109285661044358936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109285661044358936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109285661044358936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/treasure-hunt-university-technology.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109156058910487403</id><published>2004-08-04T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T03:16:29.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally an updated version of my entry, owh.. terasa jari2 tak ingin bergerak utk me-update mende nih slalu.. sometimes rasenye mende yg kite wat asyik berulang2 tiap2 ari kat umah nih dari pagi sampai ke ptg.. aktiviti favourite semestinya makan + tido + tgk tv..&lt;br /&gt;tak berkembang langsung... sindrom kemalasan di rumah lagi byk dari time2 blajo dulu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will be going to UTP back, jadi librarian jap ngan saje2 jerk nak nyibuk ngan kekawan yg still kat sane.. maybe stay sane for few days and sambil2 tgk ape2 aktiviti yg leh menarik yg leh dijoin... rasenye byk gak dak2 nih wat pre-convo aktiviti kat sini.. ngan main chessnya, bowlingnye, treasure hunt and ntah ape2 lagi ar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg paling penting nak tgk mende2 yg diorg share kat network.. owh I really miss those anime things.. Go anime.. !! hehe =P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109156058910487403?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109156058910487403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109156058910487403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109156058910487403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109156058910487403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/08/finally-updated-version-of-my-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-109095793653289748</id><published>2004-07-28T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T04:09:15.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aktiviti harian di rumah dlm seminggu lebih nih = mkn + tido + jadi driver +&amp;nbsp;mentelaah buku comic + surf&amp;nbsp;tenet yg slow cam ciput&amp;nbsp;+ main game... isk2 makin tembam ar kalo keadaan nih berterusan.. owh malasnya nak update mende ni, malasnya nak kemas bilik.. malas2, bile lar nak sedar diri balik nih (&gt;_&lt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-109095793653289748?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/109095793653289748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=109095793653289748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109095793653289748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/109095793653289748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/aktiviti-harian-di-rumah-dlm-seminggu.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108996459591946928</id><published>2004-07-16T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T15:56:35.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not at the right&amp;nbsp;place and at&amp;nbsp;the right&amp;nbsp;time anymore. To many changes makes me feel like a stranger in a place that in the past was my playground. I think I'm gonna take a rest and going home for a while. Resting and thinking.... may tomorrow be a new journey, a new chapter in life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have no complaints about my path and the places it has taken me, enough complaints to fill a circus tent about other things, maybe, but the path i've choosen has always been the right one, and i wouldn't have had it any other way..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108996459591946928?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108996459591946928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108996459591946928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108996459591946928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108996459591946928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-not-at-righttime-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108996398373742880</id><published>2004-07-14T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T16:01:57.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;5th Year - Senior (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. already a senior and live never been better. There are some wave of new culture here. The junior-kun were setting up the mirc among the students in the village and tremendously there are a lot of supplier of anime, tv series and even movies. This is so called heaven in campus, finally like a dream come true. Hoho I'm a fanatik.. now lets see what's the collection of anime I've watched so far.. as I can recall.. fruit basket, naruto, full metal panic, full metal alchemist, gatekeepers, crono crusade, tenjou tenge, ippo, midori, onepiece, prince of tennis, initial D.. wooo a lot more to be name that I really don't remember myself.. I'm an anime freak and sometimes I'm wondering whether I'm doing my degree in electrical or just pursuing the art of animation... the movies.. tv series.. hoho no need to mention all of them right.. (^_^) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Urm.. seems after the practical training, almost most of the student turn to be lazy. It's might be an effect of actually doing work for 8 month and we run from the campus life for so long. But really a lot of people change after practical, there are more stylish or somehow like that.. but I still feel that I'm really being my own childish self. A year with all the hard work.. 2 semester doing the fyp project, all the friendship, laughter and also tears will finally be over... happy graduation my friends.. see all of u in August. (&gt;_&lt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as we go on..we'll remember..all the times we spent together..and as our life's change..come whatever..we will still be friends forever....happy graduating everybody!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108996398373742880?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108996398373742880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108996398373742880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108996398373742880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108996398373742880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/as-we-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108993813562320574</id><published>2004-07-12T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T08:35:35.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;4th Year - Practical&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;We are having an eight moths of practical training in the industry. Before the practical, all of the student were actually busy applying all sort of company in order to get their places. I'm doing mine in Intel, Penang. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The journey, the culture, the language.. it's not really a problem as I'm living 5 years there doing my secondary school from I'm the age of a 12 little boy till 18. Actually is more like I'm going back to my own origin.. hoho &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Now.. we were actually living in a apatment near USM.. urm what is it call. ha.. Villa Seri Kenanga. My housemates there.. Ali, Sazri, Syear, Hazle and Yan.. including me there are 6 people in da house.&amp;nbsp;Ali was having his practical training in Seagate, and 5 of us in Intel. &lt;br /&gt;We were always together having our lunch, dinner near all sort of places we can get in or near&amp;nbsp;USM. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I wake up at 6, go to work at 7 something.. having my breakfast in Intel.. working, lunch and continue working and then go back home. It such a tiredsome of working actually cause I think I'm enjoying study mere than working. Well this is u call practical isn't it.. but it's a good experience in term of knowledge, communication and the internet is definitely faster than hare.. hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;During weekends, I&amp;nbsp;wake up my roommate (Ali), buying newspaper and comics.. and then having our own quality time with breakfast and watching dragon ball in Usm cafe. Apart form that, our own place of excitement only lies in the place call Complex Bukit Jambul.. Shopping, eating, gaming all all sort of it. With&amp;nbsp;8 month of hardship of working, presentation and also writing report we were finally going back as a senior.. senior tuh.. hoho &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Next - 5th Year - Senior World &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108993813562320574?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108993813562320574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108993813562320574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108993813562320574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108993813562320574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/4th-year-practical-next-5th-year.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108993657874992942</id><published>2004-07-11T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T08:37:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Third Year - Campus Life Again&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Now we are back in the campus. I'm back again.. and were living in village 3.&amp;nbsp;Some of my housemates that I can recall, wari,&amp;nbsp; farid, otam, mirul, urm.. and a few more till it is 12 people altogether. This&amp;nbsp;is where we are having a little bit of culture shock in the place. We were actually having network connection and internet as well. Hoho u can call it a blessing for us student. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The main activities are, counter strike and a lot more gaming culture (only apply to people play games..) hoho we were playing all sort of network games. This is when there are people sharing anime across the network. This even make some of us staying all day long in the room to watch anime. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. I'm one of the candidates that are so fanatic to anime..&amp;nbsp;I still remember some of the very first anime here.. robotech, initial D, a&amp;nbsp;and few more actually. Going in term of food, we were having our all day&amp;nbsp;routine in Ali's cafe.&amp;nbsp;Urm.. what else to talk about here.. let see.. yeah in&amp;nbsp;the academic area,&amp;nbsp;most of electrical student were having nightmare with emt and also signal&amp;nbsp;system.. not to mention that most of people taking it having a shocked decrease in their cgpa. But anyhow, I still survive the onslaught and still living on.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Next - 4th Year - Practical2..&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108993657874992942?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108993657874992942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108993657874992942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108993657874992942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108993657874992942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/third-year-campus-life-again.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108991492701509680</id><published>2004-07-09T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T02:08:47.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Second Year - Umah kedai Umah Banglo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really recall the time we were back in the place. It's being two semester we were place in rumah kedai before actually being move to rumah banglo. I remember I start using my father's car back then. It somehow more likely a cheerful environment as we are actually not leaving in the campus environment anymore.We use to go to long Fa shop to get our things.. We hang out together in ipoh, stalls at the back of rumah kedai and even at the front walkway of the houses.  But actually we were surrounded in a fence all over the houses, it's kinna weird but it's not to bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next semester, second year second semester to be exact.. we were place in rumah banglo. Huhu.. I was just shocked went I found out that I'm living with the senior... yeah final year seniors... the only colleagues survive with me and came along with me are zul, we and farid aka joe bala. 4 of us junior and about 6 of the seniors. A few days seems to be a nightmare.. weeks it came to be a kind of mild and a month time we can actually partying in da house.. hahaha. The senior are so nice, we were borrowing all sort of stuff.. form washing machine to television. They even buy us a hub in setting up the network and the result.. we were playing counter stike all day long hahaha.. I remember there was one time we were playing till morning and then sleep till 6.00 pm hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memories.. we were struggling last minute preparing for the final and actually enjoying oursely together in the process. Eating our late supper is really wonderful, and the place is always full of the student.. taking their own sweet time lepak, makan minum and release tension. I remember we take the c++ subject during that time... erk.. yeah there we re also girls living in rumah kedai... um.. hoho back then I was still young.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next - Third Year(Back To Campus Again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108991492701509680?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108991492701509680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108991492701509680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108991492701509680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108991492701509680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/second-year-umah-kedai-umah-banglo-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108978168508318528</id><published>2004-07-08T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T23:41:14.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1st Year In UTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's was June 1999. I finally walked my way into UTP campus as an undergraduate in electrical and electronics engineering. It such a lovely morning, and the registering process take place in MPH Hall (Multipurpose Hall). Not one guy or girls there i really know, all of new faces I see. I'm the only one in my school entering the campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, the day we were taken to our room. I was staying in propana while the girls in Etana and Metana. Me, Suhai, Azahai and one other guy which I couldn't remember his name was roommates. It just a simpe room with two double decker bed, desk, fan and little more thing add up to the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The syllabus is more likely the same as in secondary school. The classes are usually places in Bilik Kuliah, while our lecture usually done in Dewan Kuliah. Our physics lab, chemistry lab and even computer labs is being place near the old academic place. All of the student walking to class together as we were more of one whole family there. A lot of people there actually as we were sharing the campus with USM student. It such an excitement as well as new experience for myself adapting to the changes. But nothing much to do.. in the weekend I remember whole bunch of the guys sitting in the common room watching dragon ball together, having a laughter and even doing strange things... yeah we were still a child back then and we are still the same today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second semester, we were moved to rumah kedai... in tronoh actually. Gud Bye sweet Propana.. hehe. It quite far to go to lecture as we don't have vehicle back then. Fortunately bas is provided to go to the lecture classes. Shidi became my roommate back then. My housemate... urm.. not really can remember though... but I remember our house just next to the surau. I think I'm being a nice guy there.. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.. umah kedai and umah banglo (2 Year in UTP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108978168508318528?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108978168508318528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108978168508318528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108978168508318528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108978168508318528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/1st-year-in-utp-its-was-june-1999.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108912107357716863</id><published>2004-07-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T21:37:53.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Such a quiet night.. Listening to the music, my hands just keep writing all the words. A past few days, the internet was down, and I couldn't update my blog. I just hoping that it will be over soon and it will run up smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot had actually happened, my bestfriend just gone back to kl, yesterday. Life can be quite lonely sometimes and might come bored but that the reality of it. I had done a lot of thinking in my own space of time for the past few weeks. I'm learning and I'm still searching. For what i'm not to sure myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My definition of life is actually learning everytime u wake up of bed, make use of all the time the best way u can. May today u will be a lot wiser than yesterday, of course not to mention u'r a one day older hehe ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How friend are precious.. time.. memories.. and even the smallest thing will make u wonder sometimes how it is important. Failure teaches u that it is not the right way to do things, and indicates that u have not been succesfull. For the reason, the only thing is keep trying and never give up. Hehe some motivation for all of u.. keep it kay (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;Next Entry - Years in UTP, just wait for my update entry yet to come.. hehe tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108912107357716863?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108912107357716863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108912107357716863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108912107357716863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108912107357716863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/07/such-quiet-night.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108860889731943553</id><published>2004-06-30T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T23:21:37.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fever start to cool down.. I'm actually sick on Monday and still I had this kind of uneasy feeling even though it has really gone a lot compared to the day before.. As usual I would go doing the same routine, wake up -&gt; working -&gt; breakfast -&gt; working -&gt; rest -&gt; dinner -&gt; sleep. To think of it, this period of time I really learn a lot but suddenly for just few seconds all the things that I thought would really do me good will just flew away from my heead and I'm feeling like some kind of zombie.. errgh.. I hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth, I haven't had the mood in writing this entry but really it just doesn't make sense of not doing it also.. following my instint couldn't be so bad. But I'm really blur.. uwaa.. not even a single word come into my mind.. how I'm supposed to write this cover letter.. help me.. uwaaa... work.. work... I need work. uwaa... I'm living in the world of weirdos~ sigh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108860889731943553?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108860889731943553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108860889731943553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108860889731943553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108860889731943553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-fever-start-to-cool-down.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108816981464433398</id><published>2004-06-25T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T21:23:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A fine day.. I wake up, take my bath and go straight to work. I'm felling much better than I first came back from kl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of packing need to be done. But first, before all the hard work began, I just stroll out having my lunch at Uitm Cafe. It's really my first time having such a breakfast there even though Utp only a few miles away from the place. First expression, it's really a nice place with all the new building and student walking by going to classes.. I guess. The food was nice, it has more variety than any cafe here. The student, more likely to be lot of girls than guy as the environment suggest in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I just went back and start doing my work. It's really a 8 to 5 kind of work but I really can come anytime I want actually, but its better to maximize my working time than actually doing nothing... I guess the time cycle just goes the same for these 2-3 days.. after all the work, I get my rest, playing games, surfing and finally had my dinner and go to sleep. Following the same sequence all day long and I feel I nothing more than a dumb robot doing things without any purpose. Huh.. sometimes I just feel totally lost and useless. I think I should go take my rest and may tomorrow mark a new day.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108816981464433398?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108816981464433398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108816981464433398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108816981464433398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108816981464433398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/fine-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108784429741697522</id><published>2004-06-21T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T02:59:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wake up 1.30 am in the morning, taking my bath and pack few things. My bus ticket is at 3.00 am. I just sleep for one hour before actually wake up and prepare myself. My parent send me to the bus station. I rarely set my eyes close in the bus. I arrive 5.20 am in kl. To my surprised, there is actually a ton of people sitting, sleeping around the area. I just join them, sitting on the stairs and watching people in front of me. Waiting for the time pass by, I finally take my walk to the STAR and I queue's up buying the ticket. I take Putra then and head straight to klcc. It's about 6.20 in the morning, I perform Subuh prayers near the mosque, and preparing my interview material. As time goes, the day begin to shine and finally I can see people start to jog along the path and smart dressing man/women walking with their bags going to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock shows, 7.45 am when I'm finally head my way to Rohas Perkasa building. I had my breakfast with tea tarik and roti canai at one of the stall. I arrive about 8.30 am. One by one candidate, come after my arrival. Second was Madib, Fadly and later few more arrive. In total, actually there is 9 candidates altogether and 7 out of 9 is actually a UTP student.. hehe familiar faces. Owhh.. it's one full day interview for Field Enginner position for schlumberger. We start of the interview session at 9, short introduction of ourselves and quite lengthy presentation. I was shivering to death in the room, waiting for the session to end.. I really need to go to toilet hehe =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given a break after that, and continue with the short presentation session. This is where all the candidates are actually given opportunity to give presentation of themselves and the panel will ask questions. The session ended at 1.30 pm and finally we be able to help ourselves with the lunch being prepared.&lt;br /&gt;I was starving to death, huuh.. take a few part of the ayam here and there, I scoop up about 4 to 5 udang masak merah.. nyum2.. and walla... hehe a complete meal for myself. I was full and only eat the a few dessert that have been prepare. Fruits, puding, bread, drinks.. wooo~ it was marvelous. We only get a break for about 45 minute and continue with the session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it was more into group project. 10 minute for the design and 30 minute of constructing it. We were given a task constructing a torch base on the material given. It just not and ordinary torch design and construction... we have to make use material to score well actually. Some of it... 6 batteries, 4 bulbs, 9v batteries.. I think I just skip this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the final stage.. we actually do one vs 3 interviewers session hehe... as I'm a little bit rush, I just don't comment much on the feedback and do my session in approximately 10 minutes. Owhh.. didn't I say that the snack prepare during the tea time was delicious. Coklat cakes, chocolates.. urm.. All kind of things which I really like eating wink~. The interview session ended at 5.45 for me. Pity for giniey, as she had to wait longer for the session to ended cause she is the last person to be call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take a short walk to klcc, pray... and after short walk with Madib we have our dinner at nandos. Madib later went back to her sister house, and I was picked up by Adridz. He help to send me to pudu and we had our little chit chat at the mamak stall there. I take a bus home at 9.30 pm and finally I'm able to sleep for 2 hours on the bus. Arrive in Ipoh 12.30 am and reached my housed 12.45. After short rest, I drove back to UTP and arrive 1.45 am. With my head still feeling dizzy..my words are crumbling.. I'm writing this entry.. I will recheck this entry later kay... off to sleep.. nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108784429741697522?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108784429741697522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108784429741697522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108784429741697522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108784429741697522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/wake-up-1.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108784510060944404</id><published>2004-06-17T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T03:11:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My part time job as a librarian has started today... It seems an easy work as I'm  helping the staff to pack all the things and arranging the book in the boxes. There were going to migrate the library to the UFO building, and for that the need an extra hand. So I'm still in UTP doing this part time job with my new roomate, Ali.. and my junior haryani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part is, I'm staying in the hostel for free.. one last time to actually make a good use of the facility, surf the internet and settle my claims and several more things need to be done. But the truth is.. I really feel real hard to leave this place which actually have many sweet memories. I guess this is a better option than actually doing nothing at home right.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna enjoy myself here a little bit more... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108784510060944404?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108784510060944404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108784510060944404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108784510060944404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108784510060944404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-part-time-job-as-librarian-has.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108747790886179502</id><published>2004-06-16T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T21:16:12.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;|| Salty Coffee || &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;suddenly he asked the waiter: "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;She asked him curiously: why you have this hobby? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea , just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That’s his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life...And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dying, I'm afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again". &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet. &lt;br /&gt;She replied. ('',)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;LOVE is... &lt;br /&gt;not to forget but to forgive &lt;br /&gt;not to see but to understand &lt;br /&gt;not to hear but to listen &lt;br /&gt;not to let go but to HOLD ON !!!! &lt;br /&gt;Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108747790886179502?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108747790886179502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108747790886179502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108747790886179502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108747790886179502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/salty-coffee-he-met-her-on-party.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108731542530227945</id><published>2004-06-13T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T00:10:24.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm exhausted for the whole day since I just came back from Shah Alam, urm.. registration for my sister at Unisel. The road is all screw up together and I keep driving the wrong path along the way. At the end of the day, we finally arrive.. staying a night in hotel and finally woke up tomorrow morning for student registration. One thing I notice.. to many mamak stall and restoran along the place.. owh I really fed up and my stomach can't take it anymore.. no mamak please ekekek =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people show up. Not enough parking space but I manage to sneak anyhow hehe...  It's a new place, not much of the building there but I think it's a good environment for education and doing ur studies, revision etc.. hehe =P I guess success don't come as easy as abc so better keep going sis~ ganbate ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108731542530227945?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108731542530227945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108731542530227945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108731542530227945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108731542530227945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-exhausted-for-whole-day-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108731354282814568</id><published>2004-06-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T23:35:08.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel an ease of quiet and calm... finally I've finished writing my final report. It just a last minute effort, but it's finally ended. Thankfully.. now it's just hard cover for the report. I think I'm gonna enjoy this peaceful time once again ('',)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108731354282814568?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108731354282814568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108731354282814568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108731354282814568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108731354282814568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-feel-ease-of-quiet-and-calm.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108662275441847494</id><published>2004-06-07T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T23:55:29.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A day off yesterday, going home and finally some familiar terrain around the places. I'm visiting some of my relatives. Such a tired trip, but I managed to safely arrive in campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much for the activities today. I wake up early meeting with my supervisor, but he's not around. Same goes for Kak Siti, so maybe tomorrow I had to return all the component and discuss the final report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noon, I sneak to batu gajah, duplicating key for my roommate and buying star newspaper for the day. I finally return, having a quick lunch settling some of things around here... cleaning my room, tidy up my files, surfing, looking out for jobs, washing my clothes.. erk... many more I guess (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the fuss around, I finally take a short nap before going out for dinner. Starting tomorrow I will be all alone in the house. My housemate will be going back to their hometown. Huh such a lonely feeling.. but I guess I can coup with that.. I somehow like the opportunity in being alone. Urmm.. I'm feeling sleepy, guess I should go to sleep right now. Nite all... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kebahagiaan itu akan didapati dgn byknya berbuat kebaikan, kesusahan itu akan menghantui diri apabila byk berbuat kajahatan. Tinggalkan kejahatan itu, nanti ia pasti akan meninggalkan kamu.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108662275441847494?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108662275441847494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108662275441847494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108662275441847494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108662275441847494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/day-off-yesterday-going-home-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108645065869839492</id><published>2004-06-05T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T23:50:58.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wake up early in the morning and sitting in front of the screen, surfing and watching anime. My friend left me a whole bunch of anime cd's before he went back. I won't be bored for the days to come around the campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished cleaning my room for today. Urmm.. quite few thing occur during this pass few days. I remember.. writing going to teluk batik on the previous entry and I end up watching harry potter. I think we manage to do some sort of 'makan besar' hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks ali, dzul, we, iz, yan, shidi, nub, che yun, madib and bahiyah.. huh such a lovely day with all of u... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urmm.. some of my closest friends already saying their goodbye to me. Such a simple words but it means much for me. Kind of sad, but all these years of growing I've never been brilliant in saying goodbye to someone. I'm just hoping we will cross each other path one day.. and till that day come I will keep on writing my own stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh.. almost forgot, my friend is getting married this day, wonderful isn't it ^_^ I just wish I could see the ceremony.. anyway May Allah always bless u, Tina and may happiness always shine ur path.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108645065869839492?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108645065869839492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108645065869839492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108645065869839492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108645065869839492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/wake-up-early-in-morning-and-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108623808040236647</id><published>2004-06-03T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T12:48:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A writer needs his own peace of mind to write but it's only an opinion and supposedly can't be true at all, right? I'm really in a blur state, depressed.. just call it what u want to describe my feeling. Yesterday was a disaster. My presentation is basically the worst that I could ever remember. My presentation skill is a joke, my english is really bad. I'm speechless with all the question being asked, not one of it I could answer at all. I feel really useless with myself. My project can't completed in time. I'm not preparing myself enough for the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got myself to be blame. It's just a sad stories which I don't want to remember anymore. But it keep haunted me everytime I try to really forgetting the accident. I kinna lost of words and not really being myself right now. I guess I still need time to get it out of me. Bottom line, I need to pass this fyp thing and all my papers this semester. Even though It kinna sad leaving this place which hold precious memory, I really need myself to actually graduating with all my friends together and really earn my own money. Pray for me kay, friends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.. as far as I remember this is the first time I'm writing an entry in a daylight situation. Weird.. really weird.. huh I guess a time off with my friends today wouldn't be bad at all. I hope I can let go all the saddess inside. Here we go then, off to teluk batik guys.. have a nice day to kay.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108623808040236647?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108623808040236647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108623808040236647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108623808040236647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108623808040236647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/06/writer-needs-his-own-peace-of-mind-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108593321270752360</id><published>2004-05-30T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T00:10:01.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's already 11.45, a few more minutes pass the midnight and it will be Monday. The clock still ticking slowly in the dark peaceful night here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally getting to my sense right now. The day start with me feeling blur from the very morning and my body fell week, some sort of fever. Owhh... I'm sick. I was lying down the bed, sleeping for the whole day. Only go out to eat my lunch and dinner. What a terrible day, I'm doing nothing for my fyp. This is really bad. Only got 2 more days before my presentation and time never been an ally in this situation. I'm short of time.. I'm frightened, yet it is a sensation similar to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be 2 busy days from now on.. I need to get more serious and concentrate more on this one ticket situation, I guess I have no choice here, I need to pass.. I have to..!! Till Wednesday, 2.30 pm the battle is not yet over.. It still NOT yet over..!! =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108593321270752360?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108593321270752360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108593321270752360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108593321270752360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108593321270752360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/05/its-already-11.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108585070990587319</id><published>2004-05-29T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T01:28:04.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My short holiday has ended, such fine day today. I went to ulu kernas with my colleague, urm just lets say it some kind of farewell gathering or somehow like that, we were eating, swimming till around 2, then went back to campus. My leg cramp from all the swimming thing.. Exhausted, I slept for 3 hours after the trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People start to get be going back for the long waited holiday. The cafe was close and I'm left to actually survive in this not so good situation. At the end we just went to batu gajah for dinner. As for this night it will be a hibernation period for me before actually starting my preparation for my final year project. May tomorrow be a better day than today.. urmm.. I think I should be on diet and exercise more starting tomorrow.. urm we'll see about that later.. hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update later on new update, right now my head feel dizzy as my eyes are rarely open.. Of to bed first ya~ tata~ (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aLaskan bantalmu dgn KEJUJURAN, rebahkan dirimu dgn KEIKHLASAN, selimutiLah dirimu dgn KESABARAN,moga Lenamu dlm KEIMANAN.. Selamat Malam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108585070990587319?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108585070990587319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108585070990587319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108585070990587319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108585070990587319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-short-holiday-has-ended-such-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108575914815861397</id><published>2004-05-28T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T01:24:10.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel refresh after taking a shower. Hi guys.. sorry for the long delay. So here I am, breathing, writing and yet kicking again.. ok let's start something here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go back to yesterday, yesterday was a history.. my last paper. It was somehow a little feeling of joy and sadness, happy and tears. Happy for finishing my exam papers.. Alhamdulillah, sad as my student life will come to an end. 5 years of sweet memories,  a bunch of years educate me to be better, all the tears though experience yet knowing all my colleague here.. such a precious sweet memories urm.. managed to snap a few pictures for souvenir  after the paper hik2.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went back home after the papers, my resources are depleted.. help me!! Resources here is define as money.. owh really I'm getting poorer, my scholarship money went dry.. all my bank account shows a balance less than RM 20, my hp bill is exceed its limit.. owhh great... I need to buy few things for my fyp.. urmm, I never knew I would be like this for the love of one girl, I'm just being a fool for spending all my money for her.. and now I'm just a a guy whom she says I'm betray her after all I've done for her..  She went to another men.. yea~ I'm just a fool giving her everything I owned.. erk.. I'm think I'm not being myself since that incident urmm I turned up to be a bad person .. I really hate myself.. Enough of this.. uwaa.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel really guilty for just hoping my mom and dad keep supplying me with all these money.. I think I have no choice here.. Thanks mum, thanks dad I really learn a lot, for just being with u all.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fo today, the same thing occur with myself after finishing every papers. My mind will go into a blur state or more accurate I'm resting my body and mind for maximum 2 days. Can u believe it.. 2 days guys.. i'm really wasting my time hahaha.. sleeping, watching anime stuff, hearing songs, surfing the net.. owh such a lazy me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else ekk, owh yaa.. i just taking my passport pic for the yearbook, huh guess what.. a perfect reality test.. owh i'm getting fat.. (^_^) hahaha.. so fat, clumsy, erkk wat they call selekeh ek dlm english.. haha.. never mind.. the important fact I'm not the person u'll know me back then in secondary years.. haha so girls.. I really not recommending myself to any of u.. hahaha I should really considering diet and some exercise erkk.. What else should i put here.. |O_o|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. lets continue, I'm just finish tidy up my rooms after a few week of mess. Urm.. still got few clothes to wash, what else.. owh I really forgetting myself, I still got to face my final year presentation this coming Wednesday.. Quite a work I got, I definitely will put my effort for my fyp starting tomorrow.. hopefully.. I think this will be good enough to end my entry for today, I still have a few things to take care before going to bed.. Thanks for reading my blog and hope I will be good enough to write again for the days to come.. till then tata~  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108575914815861397?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108575914815861397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108575914815861397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108575914815861397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108575914815861397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-feel-refresh-after-taking-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108403086070498943</id><published>2004-05-08T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T23:45:29.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long delay, life tend to get busier these days..&lt;br /&gt;Exams will kick off this very Monday, kindly du'a and pray for me here kay friends... (''.)&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can get through all these papers..&lt;br /&gt;Take care kay.. and c'ya around.. :)&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Wish me luck kay.. (''.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108403086070498943?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108403086070498943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108403086070498943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108403086070498943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108403086070498943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/05/hi-all-sorry-for-long-delay-life-tend.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108330983634648306</id><published>2004-04-30T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T15:38:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally Friday, good same friday as usual.. 9 days before the final exam finally start and I'm still feeling blur.. Thank God for giving me much time to realizes my mistakes all these time, I'm just hoping a new start of my life every time I make a mistakes, I'm learning and still going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a different human being I am, and deep inside my inner self keep voicing out endless words on hope, dreams and importantly on things going around.. I'm fighting with myself all these time, comforting and claming down my uneasiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May today mark a new journey, I will definitely become better, I'm trying hard till the very last of clock ticking by, till the very end of days.. May this chapter of life of a student will end up brilliantly..  &lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah I pray for your Merciful and Miracle..&lt;br /&gt;Let me sense a little pinch of that sweet, beautiful success..&lt;br /&gt;Today, tomorrow and forever..&lt;br /&gt;Amin.. (''.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108330983634648306?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108330983634648306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108330983634648306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108330983634648306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108330983634648306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-finally-friday-good-same-friday-as.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108324769655768698</id><published>2004-04-29T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T22:12:33.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bending myself at the desk and sitting helplessly at these chair, right now I'm feeling the darkness of the night without stars in the sky.. my body fell tired and I'm fully optimizing my time with hibernation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5 in the morning yesterday, quickly preparing myself.. pack my bag then drive to kl.. Arrived there in the morning, park my car near klcc then taking lrt to dayabumi.. huh.. first time actually standing in dayabumi building and it quite lively as it name.. Thank god they prepare us with coffee and tea in the waiting hall.. or I'll be a dead zombie just waiting helplessly for my name to call up for interview.. huh.. did I mention that this is all for mse interview..? huh. how forgetful of me.. I being accompany with 3 my friends riding with me.. so thankfully I don't get lost in the metropolitan city hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having a meal in klcc.. man they actually have high taste for food, even nasi with some chicken on it cost RM 6.00.. or I'm just a poor person complaining haha.. I'm taking a walk after meal.. cause I got another interview for Slumberger in the evening.. I get lost actually on the way to the building, so I keep asking people passing by until I arrive safely of course.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urm.. the office quite busy, I was taken to club 21 (some sort of waiting room I guest, but wander why they call it club 21 in the first place.. urmm). They got a pool there, play station, coffee machine and many more stuff which I don't really familiar with. I'm actually playing with the cofee machine and wow it's fantastic.. You just press u choice of drink and walla.. hehe.. not just an ordinary cofee guys.. cappuccino, choc-a-mocha and even type of coffee I haven't heard exist in the machine option haha.. after all the session finished, I take a stroll in the park, watching people walking by, kids playing water, taking my time praying in the mosque, and gone to lowyat and we call it a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam on the road, having dinner with a&amp;w burgers in restoren jejantas sungai buluh (quite long name kan..) I'm driving in a sleepy condition and safely arrived in campus at 11. 18 hours just for the interviews, quite an effort.. hahaha My body feel totally exhausted, my leg crammed and today just an event of recharging my battery back.. sleep, sleep, and still sleeping hihi =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108324769655768698?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108324769655768698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108324769655768698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108324769655768698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108324769655768698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/bending-myself-at-desk-and-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108286989619161941</id><published>2004-04-25T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T17:00:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday, urm.. finally able to express myself in this entry.. to sum up my activities for da past few days.. here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Went to penang attending interview, I'm bombard with questions.. D-Flip flop, full adder, k-maps, programming, and many technical stuff.. I really can't answer it.. so it's just a day of learning experience for me.. my car broke down, and I'm borrowing my mother car going back to campus.. thanks mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Semiconductor test.. huh.. I think my brain is rusted, can't think of da answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Going to Ulu kernas.. some kind of air terjun ar kot.. 6 cars altogether, more like a gathering for electrical student.. having a bbq, some sandwich, bihun, drinks, swimming, terjun2 and mandi manda kind of thing, my leg still pain from all these rocking stuff.. urm.. luckily one of my friend didn't drown dibawa arus yg deras.. huh.. real story of it.. 6 people going up to this rocky strong current place which included me.. and few moment, she is being pull by the strong current, quickly I hold her hand and my other friend hold me.. for few seconds we're being pulled down.. and that moment of time my friend lepaskan tgn die.. uwaa... urm.. if u are reading this jeff.. ( hampeh ko jeff.. lepaskan tgn biarkan aku jatuh ngan che ying laks.. nasib baik aku tau berenang skit2 kalo tak abis ar aku ngan che ying lemas uwaa...huhuhu ) anyway better to fall 2 person than 3 kan jeff.. hahaha thanks.. (''.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today - Resting my body sambil tulih blog.. hahaha (''.) isk2.. bile lar nak insap2 nih... I'm blur right now..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108286989619161941?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108286989619161941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108286989619161941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108286989619161941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108286989619161941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/sunday-urm.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108217690238962936</id><published>2004-04-17T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T16:44:09.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a teacher and his student lying down under a big tree near a big grass area.&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly, the student asked the teacher,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Teacher, I'm confused, how can we find our soul-mate? Can you please help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : (Silent for few second, than he answer) Well, it's a pretty hard and easy question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : (Thinking hard) Huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Look on that way, there are a lot of grass there, why don't youwalk there but please never walk backward, just walk straight ahead. On your way, try to find a beautiful grass and pick it up then give it to me. But just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Well, ok then... wait for me... (walked straight ahead to the grass field) A few minutes later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Em, well I don't see any beautiful grass on your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : On my journey, I found few beautiful grass, but I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn't pick it up. But I didn't realize that I'm at the end of the field, and I hadn't picked up any. Cause you told me not to go back, so I didn't go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : That's what happened in real life (''.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to make your own opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;Your future is not a matter of chance.&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of the choices you make.&lt;br /&gt;It's not something you wait for.&lt;br /&gt;It's something you must actively pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait for extraordinary opportunities. &lt;br /&gt;Seize common occasions and make them great.&lt;br /&gt;Opportunity can come disguised in the form of misfortune,&lt;br /&gt;or temporary defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start today, right where you are.&lt;br /&gt;Distant fields will always appear greener.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, golden opportunities are all around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can live a great dream.  (''.) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108217690238962936?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108217690238962936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108217690238962936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108217690238962936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108217690238962936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/once-upon-time-there-was-teacher-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108195360121516782</id><published>2004-04-14T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T22:43:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Managed to overcome this tiny winny virus thing today.. Alhamdullillah finally my life will be a lot more peaceful without this thing.. yea~ (''.)&lt;br /&gt;I manage to attend 2 interview session today, one of them is Kinta Kellas, some sort of management company and the other is ntv7 hehehe.. I really don't understand why should I change my career in attending interview for local television company.. I don't really see myself as a reporter or some sort of host in any television program, reading news.. haha really funny that I really applying for this sort of job.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first stage, I'm on da camera reading news hohoho.. really have talent here hihi.. second, I have to conduct life broadcast in sports.. really scared actually, third.. act as a reporter in a press conference and finally typing reports for news in Malay, Bahasa Melayu hihi.. gosh this is the hardest part of it.. really all my karangan, my words in malay become so rojak.. bayangkanlah utk berita lak tuh.. setakat ckp dlm bahasa melayu takpe lar.. at least I think my appearance is right, my hair is growing like sendoh (people watching slamdunk will know) but I'm becoming fatter hahaha I think I should go on diet hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really learn something out of this thing, such a wonderful, terrific experience. Life will get busier starting today and I've to get more serious on my work.. I need to pass all my subject here.. just wanna pass.. I need to! I have no option here!! Doa for me kay.. let me sense a little pinch of that sweet, beautiful success.. (''.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108195360121516782?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108195360121516782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108195360121516782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108195360121516782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108195360121516782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/managed-to-overcome-this-tiny-winny.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108186918415580861</id><published>2004-04-13T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:16:59.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This day, it start from this day, my last 25 days before final.. still counting. It was no different from any other. The sunny day that brilliantly colored the campus were shining as bright as diamonds..&lt;br /&gt;I attended some interview going on in the campus today, just manage to sit for schlumberger and seagate.. tomorrow will be attending some other interview for other company as well.. I don't know why I'm feeling like my time have been wasted in this interview session.. weird isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason,  from 9 in the morning till 1 midday, only one hour of that interval I'm spending my time on interview, else.. I'm queuing for interview, talking with my friend, having a laugh together, reading newspaper, eating and many more which I feel unnecessary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I really don't have much time left with all the studies, test, assignments, project, report and enjoying things as a student. Here's my workload, (I wouldn't mind listing it here as a reminder for myself or anyone reading this blog..) 16 credits hour, 5 subjects starting from OS (Operating System), CSA (Computer System Architecture), PSU (Power System and Utilization), Semiconductor and lastly my beloved final year project 'maze mouse'. For those don't even understand it.. just assume u understand kay hahaha.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I just have to re-plan and organize everything back from the starch, owhh.. I'm really bad at this really.. urmm what this..? Give me a sec here.. urmm.. what da hack..? Virus in my pc.. really great.. at the time like this, this thing really ruin my mood.. huh let me run anti virus first kay.. urm.. oucch.. huh what happen here.? every time I try to play something on my media player, this trojan this keep pop up to my screen.. gosh.. really great.. right now I feel so insecure.. people browsing my pc.. gosh.. urm.. even anti-virus couldn't clean it, huh I'm really pisses off.. that's it, I gonna stop here for a while.. sori folk &lt;br /&gt;catch u later kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108186918415580861?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108186918415580861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108186918415580861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108186918415580861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108186918415580861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/this-day-it-start-from-this-day-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108178759446842534</id><published>2004-04-12T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T00:59:05.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slept at 4.00 am yesterday. I hardly wake up today and my eyes feel so sore.. I finally wake up out of my bed with all my might, taking a quick shower and prepare myself up. Really cold today, walking alone to class with so little people walking by, and most of the student probably still in covered in their blanket, oh how wonderful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hour of class feel so boring.. gazing around the hall for familiar faces. Huh only a few turn up and really put their mind hearing the lecture. The else..? Who knows.. &lt;br /&gt;urm.. my head still feeling dizzy, my mind start to float around and my eyes keep staring at the clock.. finally the lecture ended huh.. thank God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back, I took a peek at the open ceremony of TEC exhibition.. (owh for u guys who are wondering let me explain a few term here, TEC stands for technology, education and career. The event basically allow some company to briefly exposed who they are, what they do and bla.. bla2..) nothing much to look at really hehe.. my real attention is getting the graduan book after all.. hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that fuss in the morning, I went back to my hostel.. continuing my report huh such a hard work today.. I got to submit it bfore 3. Thanks God I really make it in time, with all the typo, running around and so on.. haha feel really exhausted &lt;br /&gt;my nightmare didn't end there, I end up sitting for 2 hour of adjunct lecture after that.. huh how boring.. uwaa.. at the end, not even a word gone through my mind during my class at 6.. such a waste, help me.. (''.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urmm.. right now in the middle of the night, the atmosphere of my room turn hot.. my body burning, and i couldn’t even move myself doing work.. so guess i stop here writing and go to sleep then hahaha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears.. When you scream I'd fight away all of your fears.. And I held your hand through all of these years.. But you still have all of me..~ urm.. jiwang jap hihi (''.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108178759446842534?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108178759446842534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108178759446842534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108178759446842534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108178759446842534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-slept-at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108144248210909807</id><published>2004-04-08T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T00:58:16.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick today. My body feel so hot and my head start to feel bad... urm really I'm having a headache and a fever. My eyes feel dizzy just watching my monitor, my head feel preasure listening to the same songs of my mp3 and right now i'm just sitting here writing something with my mouth eating kopok nyum2..hihi =P  Another day watching marathon of videos or to be more specific a ton of japan anime.. and spending the day surfing the net while listening to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish sometimes, I would be able to get myself up.. walking out of this room and really enjoy the environment outside. I'm so locked up in this room nowdays. My feeling is so unstable and my condition getting worse day by day.. I'm thinking of going somewhere relaxing my mind, urm maybe going bowling relaxing my thought, or just a walk on the beach.. or maybe just mandi manda in some nice places. I'm feeling childish all the sudden.. oh how I'm able to take thing so granted as they were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing to get more serious with work, I wish I could get my life back on da right track.. no more irc and this forum thing.. but I just think I can only wish and could not resist it anyway hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;Man, this is real toughhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could've been more wording to express my real feeling now.. never felt the satisfaction of my paperwork, test, assignment etc nowdays. Think this is the bad time for my student life..owhh my headache keep coming back and I need to take this so call panadol thing.. &lt;br /&gt;May Allah ease my pain right now and bless me alwayz..&lt;br /&gt;Keep on the praying and doa for me.. just don't stop kay friends.. (''.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108144248210909807?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108144248210909807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108144248210909807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108144248210909807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108144248210909807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108113930040864581</id><published>2004-04-05T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T22:23:47.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend just share some songs with me.. never knew there exist such a sweet voice of little children singing a song.. I'll really enjoy it and like it very much.. can't really recall the lyrics, and I'm not in the right mood to really sit down and trying to capture the lyrics.. hihi.. just a few nasyid song from Yusuf Islam Friends and Children, so if anyone interested just search for the title I write here kay...&lt;br /&gt;Your mother, Bismillah, Month In Islam, Sing Children Of The World..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urm.. since I've already have another lyrics of a song (also being share by my precious friend, tq very much...) so I'm sharing the lyrics for all of u.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang :: Air  (''.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang di langit&lt;br /&gt;Kerlip engkau di sana &lt;br /&gt;Memberi cahayanya di setiap insan&lt;br /&gt;Malam yang dingin &lt;br /&gt;Kuharap engkau datang&lt;br /&gt;Memberi kerinduan di sela mimpi - mimpinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melangkah sendiri di tengah gelap malam &lt;br /&gt;Hanya untuk mencuri jatuh sinaran &lt;br /&gt;Tak terasa sang waktu&lt;br /&gt;Melewati hidupnya&lt;br /&gt;Tanda pagi menjelang&lt;br /&gt;Mengganti malam &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bintang tetaplah... pastikan cahyanya&lt;br /&gt;Sinari langkahku setiap saat&lt;br /&gt;Bintang pun tersenyum... dengarkan pintaku&lt;br /&gt;Berikan kecupan di sudut tidurnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SaHaBaT yG b'ImaN bagai MeNTaRi yg MenGiLaU.....SaHaBaT Yg SeTiA bagai PeWaNgi yG m'HaRuM.....SaHaBaT Yg SeJaTi mEnJaD PenDoRonG ImPiaN....SaHaBaT b'haT MuLiA meMbaWa KiTa Ke jLN ALLAH...... (''.) ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108113930040864581?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108113930040864581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108113930040864581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108113930040864581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108113930040864581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-friend-just-share-some-songs-with.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108109113933670861</id><published>2004-04-04T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T23:09:22.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not being myself for the past few days, not in the mood really.. hurmm.. After all day struggling with my FYP (Final Year Project) stuff, my head seems to be jam with info.. so I start up to write something in here..&lt;br /&gt;34 days before the final and still counting huhu uwaa takutnye exam dah dekat.. =(&lt;br /&gt;I just wish time could go slowly these days.. I really need it hihihi =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh what I'm babbling about.. ok back to my point here, I'm being speechless for few days back, weird hahaha..? quite a number ask me what happen to myself lately.. cause I'm being to quiet for someone that they really know.. huh what else can I say, might be it better not to talk so naturally as I used to be with this kind of condition.. frustrated with all the workload..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tq for all my friends that have given their attention and make me feel brighter in this kind of sloppy time right now, I'll really appreciate it.. Thank God I have u'll as a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 more days to go, and it will be final exam.. 34 more days to enjoy the life as a university student, and 34 more days to hang out with my friend.. hope this last few dying days will be a sweet memories for me..&lt;br /&gt;huh I think I should get back to my reading material.. wish me luck kay =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot, I would like to take this opportunity informing that one of my friend’s grandmother (Miss Haryanni's grandmother) has passed away yesterday. Semoga arwah kan sentiasa dirahmati Allah dan diletakkan di kalangan org2 yg beriman.. Al Fatihah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108109113933670861?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108109113933670861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108109113933670861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108109113933670861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108109113933670861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-not-being-myself-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108083102616884226</id><published>2004-04-01T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T13:50:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is quite memorable.. not because it is April fool day haha.. but I get up early to iron my long sleeve shirt and trousers.. hahaha even though I usually does this in a week but all this effort is for special convocation going on today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, Tun Dr Mahathir (If u guyz are wondering he is the ex- Prime Minister) will be given title as Chancellor of University Technology Petronas and I'm among the invited guest.. huh How I'm really great full of being the on the list for that..&lt;br /&gt;urm.. at first I just thought it just a simple invitation which all da students will be invited but after few days.. a lot of student doesn't even get the invitation, and they seems frustrated.. so I'm not letting this rare opportunity being wasted just like that.. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going hahaha huh.. my writing getting worse already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the ceremony part.. I arrived at the hall about 9.45 am by walking.. huh some exercise.. &lt;br /&gt;We were given our seat and we were waiting for the big names to come about an hour time.. We were given some sort of this wonderful bag or some sort like that.. and in it, has newspaper and also the convocation book.. so while waiting, I'm doing some light reading and some chit chat things..&lt;br /&gt;At 11.00 the ceremony begins.. all the important people start to come down the hall.. all da music start to fall down.. hahaha very nice atmosphere there with all da press and even student start to flash their camera’s..&lt;br /&gt;I'm really exited staring all the big people walking pass me.. huh.. really this is the first time I feel I'm surrounded with all the big names and so near to them.. (of course 'near' here is about a few meters away hahaha..) but it is really interesting to be involved in something like this.. oh.. it makes me feel really thankful and proud just being in this university..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the speech and song, at the end came the most important part of the ceremony.. I'm so excited hahaha.. makan2 .. Yeah free meal for everybody and all you can eats stuffs.. Owhh.. I'm being bad again =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108083102616884226?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108083102616884226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108083102616884226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108083102616884226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108083102616884226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/04/today-is-quite-memorable.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108048536745712964</id><published>2004-03-28T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T00:02:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel like writing something.. urm.. &lt;br /&gt;My body feel a little exhausted. Must be the effect of not playing so many times and suddenly playing tennis yesterday urm.. I think I need more exercise with this body hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite busy these days. Apart from all da pack scheduale I managed to steal a part of my time watching anime hahaha... guess a lot can be learn from watching all this stuff really. Sometimes I feel I lost the part of humanity within myself, lost my motivation but really this so call anime thing can really help.. not to mention for the past few weeks all my precious friends make myself feel I'm still able to live for.. and this goes without them realizing what they have done to me but I really appreciate it and thank God I'm be able to be myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little by little I'm start to feel that I'm turn out to be more of my old self again.. feels really good, but let tomorrow be a starting path for being someone better than myself today..&lt;br /&gt;With few weeks to spare being a student, I will be tied up for the following weeks.. &lt;br /&gt;Guess I still have long way to go and still a lot more to learn, wish me luck kay...  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ If i'm a thief than stealing isn't everthing, somethimes u have to give a dream to someone important even if it's a white lie just to make them happy ~ from legendary theif &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108048536745712964?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108048536745712964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108048536745712964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108048536745712964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108048536745712964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/feel-like-writing-something.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-108014184238994955</id><published>2004-03-24T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T23:31:29.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;|| Nikmat Yang Tersirat || &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang pemuda yang sedang berada di tahun akhir pengajiannya mengharapkan sebuah kereta sport daripada ayahnya...lantas, si pemuda memberitahu hajatnya &lt;br /&gt;kepada ayahnya, seorang hartawan yang ternama...si ayah hanya tersenyum...si anak bertambah yakin, andai keputusan peperiksaannya begitu cemerlang, pasti &lt;br /&gt;kereta itu akan menjadi miliknya..beberapa bulan berlalu...ternyata si anak, dengan berkat &lt;br /&gt;kesungguhannya..telah beroleh kejayaan yang cukup cemerlang..hatinya berbunga keriangan...satu hari...si ayah memanggil si anak ke bilik bacaannya..si ayah memuji anaknya...sambil menyatakan betapa bangga hati seorang bapa sepertinya dgn kejayaan si anak yang cukup cemerlang...si anak tersenyum puas...di ruang matanya terbayang kilauan kereta sport merah yang selama ini menjadi idamannya itu...si ayah yang bagaikan mengerti kehendak si anak, menghulurkan sebuah kotak yang berbungkus rapi dan cantik...si anak terkesima...sungguh...bukan itu yg kuhajatkan...dengan hati yang berat...kotak itu bertukar tangan...matanya terarah kepada riak wajah ayahnya...yg tidak menunjukkan sebarang perubahan; seolah2 tidak dapat membaca tanda tanya yang bersarang di hatinya.... dalam pada itu, si anak masih membuka pembalut yang membungkus kotak itu...penutup kotak dibuka...apa makna semua &lt;br /&gt;ini???..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah Al-Quran kecil; comel dgn cover kulit..tinta emas menghiasi tulisan khat di muka hadapan...si anak memandang ayahnya...terasa dirinyadipermainkan...amarahnya membuak...nafsu mudanya bergelojak...ayah sengaja mempermainkan saya...ayah &lt;br /&gt;bukannya x tahu betapa saya menyukai kereta tu...bukannya ayah x mampu utk &lt;br /&gt;membelikannya...sudah ayah...bukan al-Quran ni yang saya nak...katanya keras...al-quran itu dihempaskan ke atas meja bacaan...si anak terus meninggalkan si ayah..tanpa memberi walau sepicing utk si ayah bersuara...pakaiannya disumbatkan ke dalam &lt;br /&gt;beg..lantas, dia meninggalkan banglo mewah ayahnya...memulakan kehidupan baru dengan sekeping ijazah yg dimilikinya.... 10 tahun berlalu..si anak kini merupakan seorang yang berharta...punyai syarikat sendiri...dengan isteri yg cantik dan anak-anak yang sihat...cukup membahagiakan...namun hatinya tersentuh...sudah 10 tahun..sejak peristiwa itu dia tidak pernah menjenguk ayahnya...sedang dia berkira2sendiri...telefonnya berdering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panggilan dari peguam ayahnya...ayahnya meninggal dunia semalam...dengan mewariskan semua hartanya kepada si anak...si anak &lt;br /&gt;diminta pulang untuk menyelesaikan segala yg berkaitan perwarisan harta...dan buat pertama kalinya setelah dia bergelar bapa...si anak pulang ke banglo ayahnya...memerhatikan banglo yg menyimpan 1001 nostalgia dlm hidupnya...hatinya sebak..bertambah sebak apabila mendapati di atas meja di bilik bacaannya...al-quran yang di hempaskannya masih lagi setia berada di situ...bagaikan setianya hati ayahnya mengharapkan kepulangannya selama ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlahan2 langkahnya menuju ke situ...mengambil al-quran itu..membelek2-nya dengan penuh keharuan...tiba-tiba...jatuh sesuatu dari al-quran itu...segugus kunci...di muka belakang al-quran itu...sebuah sampul surat ternyata diselotepkan disitu...kunci itu segera dipungut...hatinya tertanya2...nyata sekali...di dalam sampul surat itu...terdapat resit pembelian kereta idamannya...dibeli pada hari konvokesyennya...dengan bayaran yg telah dilunaskan oleh si ayah... sepucuk &lt;br /&gt;warkah..tulisan tangan org yg amat dikenalinya selama ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadiah teristimewa utk putera kesayanganku....air mata si anak menitis deras...hatinya bagai ditusuk &lt;br /&gt;sembilu..penyesalan mula bertandang...namun semuanya sudah terlambat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekadar renungan: berapa banyak kita melupakan nikmat Allah, hanya semata-mata kerana nikmat itu tidak “dibungkus”, didatangkan atau diberi dalam keadaan yg kita hajati?? Semoga kita ditempatkan di kalangan orang2 yg bersyukur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-108014184238994955?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/108014184238994955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=108014184238994955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108014184238994955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/108014184238994955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/nikmat-yang-tersirat-seorang-pemuda.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-107978269568839520</id><published>2004-03-20T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T19:44:17.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;|| About Me ||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from visiting my parent. Such a short visit but I really enjoy it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;I guess I make a short entry, before going to Maghrib prayer. Need to do few things tonight..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I just notice some short decription on people personality based on da day and month of birth.. so to those who want to know me better I guess this should provide u some hint hehe =P (not all of it are true but most of it fits me except da bad one of course~ hihihi.... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. &lt;br /&gt;Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. &lt;br /&gt;Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. &lt;br /&gt;Changing personality. Not egoistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. &lt;br /&gt;Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is your birthday day 4 of the month? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Life : You usually think before acting which makes your life quite easy. But you often are the one who give yourself a hard time by being paranoid. People might not truly understand you but you are really nice to be around. You are cheerful and friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Love : Still water runs deep, that's what you are. You always surprise others with your new character when you are in love. Your love trap often comes unexpectedly and your love life is full of surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Kemuliaan seorang mukmin itu adalah kerana agamanya, maruahnya terletak pada akalnya dan kedudukannya bergantung pada akhlaknya....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-107978269568839520?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/107978269568839520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=107978269568839520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107978269568839520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107978269568839520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/about-me-just-came-back-from-visiting.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-107968076968575243</id><published>2004-03-19T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T15:57:28.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is never been an easy way to be successful. In other word there is no shortcut at all to success. Pain yeaa~.. but that’s the reality for each of people to be realize. (including me haha..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student start to go back to their hometown to vote (above 21 of course). Well if u guys didn't heard about it, Malaysia will be having "pilihanraya" this coming Sunday. Yeah.. as usual people will start to campaign on their favorite parties.. talking here and there.. influencing people all everywhere. Quite a meriah scenario hahaha.. this is da time u start to see all kind of people with their own kind of ragam all over da place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, there nothing wrong about politics but how da people handle it is quite unpleasant to me. The unpleasantness only applies on da bad side of politics, guys don't get me wrong here kay. This is where I start to see people accusing each other and start doing their own puak.. huh very bad I must say. I really don't like this kind of situation where people start thier own puak based on parti they choose (only goes for fanatic kind of people). Huh why can't their be polite to each other and respect eac other. Nobody perfect in this world kay, huh some fanatic penyokong they got there and doing things that don't even consider the feeling of others....It is not gud to hurt other's feeling huh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what da hack I'm thinking... I dream peace in this country yet they destroy it by involving in extreme political ideology, don't be a slave to politics guys.. be a wise leader and a wise voter. Anyway we had da opportunity to choose our own leader... use it.&lt;br /&gt;I got to stop merepek this kind of thing really and go on with my routine as a devoted student hihi... =P &lt;br /&gt;So happy voting everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-107968076968575243?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/107968076968575243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=107968076968575243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107968076968575243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107968076968575243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/there-is-never-been-easy-way-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-107962510114882455</id><published>2004-03-18T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T00:32:24.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a headache starting from morning till now. I must admit to many works being loaded to a university student like me.. hahaha I guess I can't stop complaining yeaaa..~ Guess me myself got to blame for this unwanted senario, cause I keep delaying thing a few days back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think my new haircut get to do with this and I feel so weird (botak that is hahahaha). Feel not really healthy in this new style, and my head keep spinning and spinning ever since I get my hair in this kind of situation. &lt;br /&gt;Time is envying me, so have to be at my own self again as soon as possible.. for now, let me be this way.. resting that is haha =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-107962510114882455?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/107962510114882455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=107962510114882455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107962510114882455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107962510114882455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-had-headache-starting-from-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-107944699998749816</id><published>2004-03-16T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T13:12:06.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finish my test. huh.. feels so disappointed with myself lately. Everything’s in da past 2 weeks seems so sad.. don't know how to express it, but might be from my imagination or just my feeling lately. The cause.? I really don't know myself err..maybe not so sure about it. Interesting fact, I really learn from all this things... and da truth I really change a lot in this university life. I really miss my old self back in secondary school.. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change with time as they grew older.. is it for good or bad really I cannot say.. but sometimes when u grew older u start to missing da moment of u'r younger side.. weird isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I really learn in life, is to do what ur heart feels like doing or u will not get da same chance again (don't get me wrong..this implies only for good things kay.. wink` ) and appreciate people as they come in ur life. That can be important as this people can be ur allies and friends in da time of need and also when ur searching partners to fool around haha.. guess this should do it for today's entry hehe.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-107944699998749816?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/107944699998749816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=107944699998749816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107944699998749816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107944699998749816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/just-finish-my-test.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-107909100320565772</id><published>2004-03-12T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T19:41:57.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;|| Friday at last ||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's friday.. and da students start to come back. This means second half of semester will start soon ouch... (yeah means more work for me that is huhu...). Before anything I can feel that my head loaded with unfinished assignment and test along da way. Why must all this test and assignment being cramped before and after da break? hmm I guess no use to complain about it huh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like today was a great day to start changing my attitude.. hmm doing more work of course haha.. A week break seems so short to do anything. Feels like time pass so fast these days hmm.. I can't believe it's already been a week since da break start... and so far I'm just using it by watching some japan anime. I guess I can't help it. At least, today seems to be meaningful.. as I'm finally getting my sense back as a student... printing lecture slides, scanning through my notes, tidy up my files and so on... sound's boring ya~ hahaha. Guess I should start up to be a good student from today onwards.. hihi =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-107909100320565772?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/107909100320565772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=107909100320565772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107909100320565772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107909100320565772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/friday-at-last-yeah-its-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-107898292832747754</id><published>2004-03-11T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T19:17:18.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;|| Chance or Choice ? ||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice piece of words captured from Kak Wai's blog.. tq2 (don't have permission from her.. guess ask her later, hihi..)  Seems today my soul is more into these words.. it's so frustrated couldn't do my work for da past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we meet the right person to love, When we're at the right place at the right time&lt;br /&gt;that's CHANCE&lt;br /&gt;when you meet someone that you're attracted to, that's not a choice&lt;br /&gt;that's CHANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the difference is what happens afterward&lt;br /&gt;when will you take that infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction, to the next level?&lt;br /&gt;that's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether&lt;br /&gt;you want to make this into a concrete relationship&lt;br /&gt;or just a fling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance&lt;br /&gt;that's CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;when you choose to be with a person, no matter what&lt;br /&gt;that's CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;even if you know there are many people out there&lt;br /&gt;who are more attractive, smarter and richer than your mate&lt;br /&gt;and yet, you decide to love your mate just the same&lt;br /&gt;that's CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infatuation, crushes, attractions comes to us by CHANCE&lt;br /&gt;but true love that lasts is truly a CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;a choice that we make!&lt;br /&gt;fate brings you together&lt;br /&gt;but, it's still up to you to make it happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe that soulmates do exist, that there is truly someone made for you&lt;br /&gt;but, it's still up to you to do something about it&lt;br /&gt;or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may meet our soulmates by CHANCE&lt;br /&gt;but, loving and staying true with them&lt;br /&gt;is still a CHOICE that we have to make&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~I met a girl by chance, get to know her by choice, create a friendship by chance, express my feeling by choice and I'm really afraid to lose our friendship by chance.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems complicated between friendship and love but it's a chance and choice one have to make.. feels like totally strangers sometimes, will friendship vanish when one feeling changes? so sad if it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: If you fill your heart with regrets of yesterday and the worries of tomorrow, you have no today to be thankful for.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-107898292832747754?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/107898292832747754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=107898292832747754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107898292832747754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107898292832747754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/chance-or-choice-nice-piece-of-words.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596038.post-107885815364480508</id><published>2004-03-10T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T19:18:34.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;|| Welcome to my blog ||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.. assalamualaikum to all, who accidentally happen to be lead here..hehe~ welcome2.. &lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm starting to write something in this blog.. hmm actually I really2 want to do this a long time ago... but what da hack.. guess just starting today... &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a simple person that might have many things to write about or less maybe in my mind.. but for now just a simple song of celebration.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason Mraz - You And I Both &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me, &lt;br /&gt;Oh things are gonna happen naturally &lt;br /&gt;Oh taking your advice, I'm looking on the bright side, And balancing the whole thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh But it often times those words get tangled up in lines, And the bright light turns to night &lt;br /&gt;Oh Until the dawn it brings, Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved, What you and I spoke of, And others just read of &lt;br /&gt;Others only dream of the love, oh the love that I loved la, la, la, la &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more about them words, Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words &lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards, More words than I had ever heard and I feel so alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved, What you and I spoke of, And others just read of &lt;br /&gt;And if you could see me now, Oh, love2 you and I, you and I. Not so little you and I anymore &lt;br /&gt;Oh and with this silence brings a moral story, more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you and I both loved, What you and I spoke of, and others just read of &lt;br /&gt;And if you could see me now, well then I'm almost finally out of &lt;br /&gt;I’m finally ow-ow-out of, Finally de-de-de-de-de-de-de &lt;br /&gt;Well I’m almost finally, finally, Well I am free, free, free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's okay if you had go away &lt;br /&gt;Oh just remember the telephone, well, they’re workin both ways &lt;br /&gt;And if I never ever hear it ring, if nothing else I'll think the bells inside &lt;br /&gt;Have finally found you someone else, and that's okay, cause I'll remember everything you sang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you and I both loved, what you and I spoke of, and others just read of &lt;br /&gt;And if you could see now, well then I'm already finally out of &lt;br /&gt;I’m finally ow-ow-out of, Finally de-de-de-de-de-de-de &lt;br /&gt;Well I’m almost finally, finally out of words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Not really a song for celebration, but I really like the lyrics and the melody. Guess a lot to improve for a newbie like me.. till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6596038-107885815364480508?l=yellowweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/feeds/107885815364480508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6596038&amp;postID=107885815364480508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107885815364480508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6596038/posts/default/107885815364480508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowweb.blogspot.com/2004/03/welcome-to-my-blog-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>mohd faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11829824810091023939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
