<?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-2574809241556388118</id><updated>2012-02-01T02:57:55.649+08:00</updated><category term='cuti cuti malaysia'/><category term='inspirational'/><category term='Award'/><category term='bedtime stories'/><category term='books'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='lol ;)'/><category term='Current Issue'/><category term='it is annoying.'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Scribblings'/><category term='Quote'/><category term='Reminders'/><category term='Leisure'/><category term='frustrated mode'/><category term='Sorry my bad'/><category term='Snap Snap'/><category term='Vids'/><category 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>344</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-289617930037490547</id><published>2012-02-01T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T02:57:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on forgiveness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You refuse to forgive people, and yet on the Day of Judgement, you will stand bare, begging Allah to forgive you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;so true, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;good night. have a good day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-289617930037490547?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/289617930037490547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=289617930037490547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/289617930037490547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/289617930037490547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2012/02/on-forgiveness.html' title='on forgiveness.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5190661736350646261</id><published>2012-01-21T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T01:14:57.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;that awkward moment, when someone tells you a very 'vague' story that you already know. weird, it is actually related to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;well, lets keep this a secret. i always happened to know things that i don't wanna know. 6th sense, perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;on another note, i found you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5190661736350646261?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5190661736350646261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5190661736350646261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5190661736350646261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5190661736350646261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4547824238193152856</id><published>2012-01-02T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T16:14:52.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it is going to be a very important year for me. i feel so :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2011 was an emotional roller coaster for me. and i too, never have been more emotional and irrational. someone should have slapped me. even my sisters were saying the same thing like i'm easily irritated, easily offended and overly sensitive. well, i have always been sensitive most of the times but normally, it doesn't get me. 2011 has left me with the biggest emotional rides ever. and i shall remember this year. probably laughed it off with my friends later on :) and i thank this people for sticking with me despite my obnoxious behavior. [read: families and friends]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As for 2012,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i don't really have a resolution this year. nothing specific to be exact. one thing for sure, i just want to be a better person. it's time for me to gather back all the courage, grabbing the pieces of me that are scattered everywhere, pulled myself up and well, be good. it's okay to feel low at times, but never forget to get back up again, instead of losing hope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;psst: i have one resolution actually. i am going to keep that to myself, as for now. If i manage to achieve it, then, i shall announce it :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;to sum it up, Alhamdulillah, i thank you Allah for everything. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4547824238193152856?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4547824238193152856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4547824238193152856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4547824238193152856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4547824238193152856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012!'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-7272738979308895029</id><published>2011-12-14T11:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:16:56.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on random 5.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;look at my previous post. how distance that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Blog used to be my best friend. still is. but we are not that close anymore. not even my private blog. the feeling isn't the same like when no one knows what blogs are and close people doesn't know that i own one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That 'insecure' feelings that i felt thinking that the whole world is reading my blog [i know i'm being delusional] and can predicts my life. so, ended up writing something and saved it as a draft. or probably, joted it down only in my organizer, word pad, notebooks etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's a habit. Blog, facebook and now, twitter. It feels so awkward these days to post something in facebook after so long. I've been on twitter for quite sometimes, already. People think that you are normal until you read their tweets. lol :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Many people told me to trust them, to have faith in them. Apparently, most of them sorta betrayed me. i am not mad, really :D :D but i just don't share anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;despite the 1 to 4, i appear to be completely normal. you can rest assure with that statement. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ps: i am really in need of caffeine. as much as it is hard to tell your pt to start dieting, it is that hard for me to control my caffeine intake. the withdrawal symptoms are driving me nuts..hm hm hm hm. currently, once a day and seriously planning to reduce it again. wish me luck :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-7272738979308895029?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/7272738979308895029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=7272738979308895029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7272738979308895029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7272738979308895029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-random-5.html' title='on random 5.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-653763575596330195</id><published>2011-10-27T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T22:16:42.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Family'/><title type='text'>my mom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;weird that a mother will always know when you're in trouble. so i called, sounded as usual. and mom picked it up fast that she asked why do i sound so sad and insisted me on telling her? so i cried.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;hari itu cerita pasal hantu. i got so stressed out over it that i called her and cried. when i come to remember about it, i feel funny. but mom never ridicule me. even over this whole ghost thing. she called and gives comforts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;hari ini cerita pasal apa? biarlah rahsia. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-653763575596330195?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/653763575596330195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=653763575596330195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/653763575596330195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/653763575596330195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-mom.html' title='my mom.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1780295315169426541</id><published>2011-10-24T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T01:19:02.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;there are times where you feel like you wanna crawl under the blanket and sleep, pretends that the world is okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i'm not under the blanket anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;well, i refuse to be. but sometimes when you exhaust yourself from trying not to be.&amp;nbsp;you somehow find yourself there regardless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Only in denial do you find hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But it's a constant state; having to remind your conscious to stop thinking. To have to convince yourself that it doesn't bother you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;hmph. drained out. completely jaded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1780295315169426541?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1780295315169426541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1780295315169426541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1780295315169426541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1780295315169426541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-are-times-where-you-feel-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-9156199033717925677</id><published>2011-09-24T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T00:24:08.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;someone told me, maybe there are times that people lie to hide their pain and live in agony and false momentary happiness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;but, that doesn't justify you to lie to someone to hide your pain and take away someone else happiness just so you can false your own momentary happiness, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-9156199033717925677?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/9156199033717925677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=9156199033717925677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/9156199033717925677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/9156199033717925677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-feelings.html' title='on feelings.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-60881845797335703</id><published>2011-08-25T02:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T02:58:50.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry my bad'/><title type='text'>temper.</title><content type='html'>i have a habit of keeping things to myself. things here refer to feelings. i don't really share them. only to special people. so, hanah advised me to share since it's very awful if i suddenly burst into angers. i convinced myself that i'll be able to control my feelings. apparently, i lost my temper the other day. few days back, to be exact.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people said, 'words spoken during anger are the worst.' arrghhh. why did i lose my temper? &lt;i&gt;benci&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;sgt tak cool&lt;/i&gt;. and i still have regrets for losing it. &lt;i&gt;nak jadi cool. taknak marah marah&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so awful until today. and yes, that was my 1st time losing my temper. normally, i would have just keep quiet if i'm angry. i did apologize like many times but i just couldnt help but to feel guilty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so not cool to let people see the vulnerable you. sigh. [padahal berlambak statement2 dekat twitter lol ;P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-60881845797335703?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/60881845797335703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=60881845797335703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/60881845797335703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/60881845797335703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/08/temper.html' title='temper.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3955585257252869357</id><published>2011-08-24T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T02:28:10.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>detours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;'Go easy on yourself for outcomes of all affairs is determined by God's decree. If something is meant to go elsewhere, it will never come your way, but if it yours by destiny, from you it cannot flee.[Umar Ibn Al-Khattab,RA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No matter how many detours you have made, no matter how many times you lost something, if it is meant to be, it will make its way back to where it belongs. just like amazing race lol :P well, i learnt about redha. hard ways. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to change. to be better. to be good. so yes, it is time for me to take my leave. well, not an emergency one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: finished roasting the chicken for sahur. ouh hehe, i can actually hear the sounds of oven from my room :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3955585257252869357?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3955585257252869357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3955585257252869357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3955585257252869357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3955585257252869357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/08/detours.html' title='detours.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8904974333673415972</id><published>2011-08-19T02:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T02:26:27.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>insomnia.</title><content type='html'>i hardly switched off the lights on my own when i was a kid. probably never. before i went to bed, i will constantly remind my parents to switch it off for me and they never failed to do so. the parents will only do it once i fall asleep. and this includes when i was staying up to finish my homework, mom will wait for me till i'm done and finally, sleeping. thank you mak. you're the best. reason was because i always have trouble sleeping. [and &lt;i&gt;sikit penakut&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh i no longer afraid of the dark [&lt;i&gt;takdelah berani sangat tapi takdelah penakut.. eh?&lt;/i&gt;]. so i do it on my own, i lay on my bed for one hour plus then, i fell asleep. sometimes two hours and plus. and i will constantly keep looking on my handphone's watch. i closed my eyes and forced myself to sleep. but still can't. even if i was only having like 2-3 hours of sleeping hours. *sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, here i am decide to rant about my problems. reasons enough for a qiamullail, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nunites everyone. selamat bersahur! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8904974333673415972?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8904974333673415972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8904974333673415972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8904974333673415972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8904974333673415972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/08/insomnia.html' title='insomnia.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-7672762301312007888</id><published>2011-08-07T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T02:04:28.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>chasing the rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I want something so badly. I try hard to have it but I keep on failing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after few trials, i start to wonder whether it will be worth it if i finally have it seeing how painful the journey has been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should be worth it, right? at least the heart fractures that you endured before are worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but these thought kept popping into my mind, 'once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i figure that i, maybe will be happy but at the moment, all i feel is how painful/heartaches that it has caused. and because of that, i just don't feel like i want it anymore if i finally have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... well, Allah has a better plan kan? Have faith in Him :) selamat berpuasa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-7672762301312007888?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/7672762301312007888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=7672762301312007888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7672762301312007888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7672762301312007888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/08/chasing-rainbow.html' title='chasing the rainbow.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3981167768926033755</id><published>2011-07-31T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T22:56:45.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan'/><title type='text'>red alert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ramadhan Mubarak to all Muslimins and Muslimahs :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to fill all the loopholes in the hearts. Take the advantages to fill it during this month, inshaAllah. and it is the 'time-of-the-month' for me. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3981167768926033755?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3981167768926033755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3981167768926033755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3981167768926033755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3981167768926033755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/07/red-alert.html' title='red alert.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-2691788069185219293</id><published>2011-07-28T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T01:02:56.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>a mess.</title><content type='html'>I've been staring into this screen for 30 minutes. most of the time, backspacing. if i could take it all back, i would now. if i could burst everything inside my heavy chests, i would have done so. but things are just so complicated and some people who knew, probably know not more than 30%, maybe? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm in a mess. a terrible one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-2691788069185219293?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/2691788069185219293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=2691788069185219293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2691788069185219293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2691788069185219293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/07/mess.html' title='a mess.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3945048242815133616</id><published>2011-07-10T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:44:19.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issue'/><title type='text'>BERSIH 2.0</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure the twitter's timeline and fb statuses are full on #bersih. I have my own stand regarding Bersih. If by reading this, it can do harm to your blood pressure, i advise for you to stay away :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people said Bersih is about to cover anwar's scandals, some said it is an act against the government, worst, they are actually comparing this to Libya, Egypt and Thailand [exaggerated much?] :) i can't change these people's perceptions on how they view Bersih. People comes from different background, with different idealism. Some are against this because they believe that Malaysia should be kept peaceful. Those who support believes that the citizens should be treated rightfully, and btw, by having this street protest, that doesn't mean they don't love their countries you know. They love and they are trying to protect Malaysia from becoming more dirty/corrupted. You see, people have different ideas, different perception and you can't assume people to be similar to you. and honestly,&lt;i&gt; tak payahlah gaduh gaduh sampai nak kecik hati with your friends.&lt;/i&gt; that is so childish. make it a discussion and discuss your views. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do i believe. i personally agree with what Bersih is fighting for. a clean election. They demand for the use of inedible inks, for those who livings oversea are allowed to vote using posts etc. We have thousands of students and workers who work oversea. Don't they deserve to vote? Some who against claimed that they should have sent the memorandum without having the street protests, well well, in case you have forgotten, bersih 2007 was also fighting for almost the same cause. but taraaa, nothing has changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't see any reason why the government won't allow this to settle peacefully in the first place. Like they have in London, Hong Kong and Australia. If the so called democratic of Malaysia can allow this to happen peacefully without having to treat their own citizens in the way you're seeing in most videos posted in you tube, i'm pretty sure the government will gets credits on that. Come on, the number who joined Bersih yesterday should meant something right? It's a massive numbers of Malaysians. The government wouldn't want to take a risk of what happened during GE of 2008, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By saying all this, i am not admitting i am on the side of opposition. But, I believe in a fair government who does justice to its people despite whoever ruling. If the opposition win, that doesn't guarantee a clean government too, right? [i'm pretty sure they are gonna have a tough time covering the debts made by the current ones heh] .But we always still have a choice to vote. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh btw, the medias and police should be impartial in keeping peace, yes?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My conclusion, we can believe in different beliefs. But, make sure those beliefs are the informed ones :) Some may be misguided. with this, i thank you for reading. and sorry an advance if i might offense you in any way. toodles~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3945048242815133616?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3945048242815133616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3945048242815133616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3945048242815133616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3945048242815133616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/07/bersih-20.html' title='BERSIH 2.0'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5093421740248264542</id><published>2011-06-16T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T19:25:55.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ragam Orang'/><title type='text'>practical.</title><content type='html'>How exactly should you respond when people said out loud  '&lt;i&gt;ni nanti bos kita nanti ni&lt;/i&gt;' when we are only having practical compared to all the cooks who have been working there for more than 5 years, worst 30 years. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people, definitely has ego. if someone new steps in and suddenly become your boss, don't you get intimidated? what not, we're only having practical and not yet graduated. worst, not yet working. i don't want the people around to think that we're bragging. we're not. someone else did. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5093421740248264542?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5093421740248264542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5093421740248264542' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5093421740248264542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5093421740248264542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/06/practical.html' title='practical.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5975048712797273688</id><published>2011-06-15T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T19:11:32.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>my two cents.</title><content type='html'>They said we're ungrateful for being part of peaceful country. you called that peaceful? i believe my country is in a 'cold' war. it's there but physically invisible. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They said we're part of opposition if we go against the government? ahhh, so much of freedom of speech for corrupted government? so, if the government is problematic, do you just stand and watch? don't say a word about it? do you just simply shut your eyes seeing them living a luxurious life while people around you working their asses out to survive in this country? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, reading too many news can cause a spike on your BP. bad huh? looking on a bright side, at least i post something here because of all the news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5975048712797273688?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5975048712797273688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5975048712797273688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5975048712797273688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5975048712797273688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-two-cents.html' title='my two cents.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6021238884738560823</id><published>2011-06-09T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:37:41.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Buzz'/><title type='text'>the guitar :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B1VlVDNXkeU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been playing in my laptop for millionth times already. simply, because i love the guitar :) ouh, this is FT Island. a korean band. a good one anyway. try listen to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itGNQbJwRSk"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6021238884738560823?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6021238884738560823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6021238884738560823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6021238884738560823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6021238884738560823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/06/guitar.html' title='the guitar :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B1VlVDNXkeU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1383752059159399617</id><published>2011-06-02T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T01:31:08.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random notes.</title><content type='html'>i have trouble sleeping, i have not yet packing, i couldn't find where i put my booking ticket numbers. i am hungry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus, i miss debating. i think i have too many unspoken words these days. nunites peeps. wish me luck in packing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1383752059159399617?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1383752059159399617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1383752059159399617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pounds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIQq6MX5a7w/TdgNSrh-_-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/y4ZaEnU2LNc/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIQq6MX5a7w/TdgNSrh-_-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/y4ZaEnU2LNc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609247950464024546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my heart hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-7029835086647619928?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/7029835086647619928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-2311188024203717133</id><published>2011-05-21T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:31:45.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>tentang kawan</title><content type='html'>i don't know what happened. things happened so fast that i lost track of times and incidents. but yeah, those were good times. if i have the power to teleport, i surely will teleport and turn back times. i wish i know how to fix things. because i really miss the old times. how i wish we are still like before. T.T&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;untuk kamu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy birthday dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you for being such a good friend to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for whatever happens/ed, i still love to you. to bits and pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-2311188024203717133?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/2311188024203717133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=2311188024203717133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2311188024203717133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2311188024203717133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/05/tentang-kawan.html' title='tentang kawan'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-2176924621327591570</id><published>2011-05-09T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T03:13:14.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>a broken heart.</title><content type='html'>i learnt that you can have everything in the world if you want it so badly, except having the love of people you love the most.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i can tell you how to heal a broken heart. my prayer with you. only the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-2176924621327591570?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/2176924621327591570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=2176924621327591570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2176924621327591570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2176924621327591570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/05/broken-heart.html' title='a broken heart.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8839625015272056393</id><published>2011-04-28T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T01:43:09.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misery'/><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>i am weak when it comes to my family. i hardly cry in front of everyone.&lt;i&gt; tak kesahlah jamuan perpisahan ke, apa ke, &lt;/i&gt;i definitely sad, but still the tears won't come out. so we were on our way to tc when alang called. and i told her the news. i cried so hard that i couldn't hear myself talking. everyone was quiet in the car. there was sarah and dayah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yes, today was a very emotional day for me. and i am sorry to everyone who were affected by me. i am sorry for being so selfish today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps: i deleted my previous post. for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pss: have a good day everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8839625015272056393?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8839625015272056393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8839625015272056393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8839625015272056393'/><link rel='self' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;‎"And if Allah touches you with hurt, there is none who can remove it but He; and if He intends any good for you, there is none who can keep back His favour; He brings it to whom He pleases of His servants; and He is the Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[Surah Yunus 10:107]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;many things happened yesterday. one news after another. i cried so hard that at the end of the day, i feel numb. have you ever feel that? o well, i think i am stronger than i thought i would be. *chin up!* :) and to you, sorry for making you worried. and thank you for always listen tho you were so busy yesterday. me loves you so much! *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;this semester has ended like really fast. i feel like it was only yesterday that i begin my 1st class and worried about all the workloads. still worry though [FYP! :( ] but yeah, i survived! hihi :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;many things i learn this semester from classmates ^^, schools, bureaucracy, government officers, and to the important matters like friendship and love. ok lah, i feel a bit gross writing the word love. hahaha :D here, i share the things i remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;bureaucracy is always complicated. and out of so many things, i wonder why i am always the PR. *sigh* but from here, i thing i learn how to make things easy for others. can't they just do the same to us? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the world doesn't revolve around you, ok? this has been my fav quote but as i see these days, there are just so many selfish people that i met. and i am too, selfish for wanting everything to go my own way. btw, you can have everything in the world if you want them so badly except for having the love of people you love the most. yes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;common sense? this also goes to me actually. hehe :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if i can respect your decision, why cant you respect mine? why do people have to make it personal? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;always and always see the beauty in other people. and see the positives things in everything. things happened for reasons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Respect requires no demand, you just simply have to respect everyone and words spoken when you're angry are the most dangerous words that may come out from you. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;freedom of speech comes together with it freedom to listen. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you may think you are right, and others may think they are right. so try to work it out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;okeylah, banyak sangat&lt;/i&gt;. eyes are about to shut to summarize everything. this semester is of course, another ride of rollercoaster. but that what makes a life, yeh? till i write again. i even forgot the purpose of having a blog in 1st place. *slap face* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good night y'all. have a good day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-2012194357609998894?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/2012194357609998894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4148544560747264280</id><published>2011-04-14T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:14:08.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated mode'/><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! seriously&lt;i&gt; rasa nak jerit kuat kuat&lt;/i&gt;! so i bought new blouse yesterday and normally, i will wash it before use. talking about being hygienic here. but apparently, i washed my blue colored shawl together with it and my new blouse are now, tinted blue!!!! the thing is: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have not yet wear the blouse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i only bought it yesterday all the way from the curve!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. the 2 reasons above are reasons enough to make me frustrated right now. damn! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4148544560747264280?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4148544560747264280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4148544560747264280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4148544560747264280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4148544560747264280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/04/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-465113610438475573</id><published>2011-04-08T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:11:30.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Buzz'/><title type='text'>sedetik lebih :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;di kala penuh ketakutan dengan badai kehidupan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ku bersyukur adanya kamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biarlah kehilangan semua yang dimiliki di dunia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asal masih adanya kamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i don't get bored that easy. and this song is being played on my player for the millionth times. but i know, once i get bored of something, it will take years for me to listen/like/eat that particular things again. so it happened lotsa times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to you, thank you! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-465113610438475573?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/465113610438475573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=465113610438475573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/465113610438475573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/465113610438475573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/04/sedetik-lebih.html' title='sedetik lebih :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1823063130928347742</id><published>2011-03-23T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T16:50:10.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>me being angry.</title><content type='html'>i find my tolerance level towards others are decreasing lately. which is soooo not me. if before, i would have just pretend that i'm perfectly fine with everything tho i was freaking angry, but this lately, i feel that it is obviously shown on my face.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;izzah ismail is so not cool anymore. bleurghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1823063130928347742?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1823063130928347742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1823063130928347742' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1823063130928347742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1823063130928347742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-being-angry.html' title='me being angry.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-516720277663986295</id><published>2011-03-16T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:12:05.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The thing about being lied to is knowing that to that person, you weren't worth the truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-516720277663986295?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/516720277663986295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/516720277663986295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/03/thing-about-being-lied-to-is-knowing.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8335885157709943032</id><published>2011-03-15T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:31:18.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>25 oh-not-so-random facts!</title><content type='html'>i've been tagged by my best friend, &lt;a href="http://sutera-muslimah.blogspot.com/"&gt;husna&lt;/a&gt;! so here is my not-so-random facts about me! you may find it repetitive cuz i used to write about 7/15 random facts about me before. [read:i was tagged anyway] &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i get easily sick. but i don't prefer going to clinic unless it's really really really unbearable. but i have no problem of taking medicines. i am not scared of pills. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have problem with insecurity. and sometimes, i feel guilty because of this especially to my close friends. yes, even to my best friends, i pick to which i will tell my stories. most of the time, i'll keep things to myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm stubborn, i know. but i am rational. well, i think i am :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hardly get angry. once i am, i cant look at the person to the eyes [which makes things obvious] but i easily cool down when they apologize or explain. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love good musics and meaningful lyrics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i still love a guy who can play guitar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have loads and loads of wonderful friends around me :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am blissful, despite the ups and downs, inshaAllah :) and i am grateful for that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my favourite color now is red and pink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have lotsa white shirts/blouses. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love colours. yes! i have in my drawers 3 sets of magic colour pens [36 pens + 12 pens + 12 pens], a box of color pencils and a box of colorful pens which have 25 different colours. how colourful is that? i just love colourssssss! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love quotes. some people are just good with words and i'm so envy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love cookings and bakings. hihi, thank you to my course! XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i just figured another side of me, i am quiet. hahaha. i know, but yeah, i am :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my crush got a child recently. T.T &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trilogy of lord of the rings are still the best movies i ever watched.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm addicted to kpop these recently. not that recent anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i took few days break from writing this cuz i have no idea what to write. :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love bookstores and the smells of books. very seductive. haha. haihhhh. kalau lah boleh duk bookstores hari hari.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love coffees. from the black one, to latte, mocha, white coffee. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby has the best smells in the world even when they SWEAT! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish i can give positives vibes to people around me. but i find myself don't do that these days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;urghh. blurr already.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love to try foods. eh saya memang suka makan :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alhamdulillah, thank you Allah. i am grateful for everything that you give me :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouh, this is actually hard to complete. HAHA, demi husna, saya gagahkan jua. ok, sounds weird. but i think my formal malay is better than 'pasar' one. hehe :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8335885157709943032?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8335885157709943032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8335885157709943032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8335885157709943032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8335885157709943032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/03/25-oh-not-so-random-facts.html' title='25 oh-not-so-random facts!'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6107609723388081846</id><published>2011-03-04T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T02:19:01.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;err. rebound? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*yawn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nunites, love! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6107609723388081846?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6107609723388081846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6107609723388081846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6107609723388081846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6107609723388081846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/03/err.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1695159272233470003</id><published>2011-03-02T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T01:25:17.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm deciding on something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something BIG for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i pray to Allah for His guidance and mercy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a good day peeps :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1695159272233470003?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1695159272233470003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1695159272233470003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1695159272233470003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1695159272233470003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-deciding-on-something.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-2313489635886961210</id><published>2011-02-10T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:14:29.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>i have issues</title><content type='html'>i have issues of trusting people this lately. in friendship, works, etc etc. so yeah, the problem is not with the other side of party. but me and it's getting worst! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and since i couldn't connect to internet 24/7, you'll see me writing everywhere about my life instead of blog, since i have so many things to express [read: fyp, assignments, schools, assignments, schools, fyp] my god. i'm tired. and honestly, i think i'm stressing out right now. so i don't really know how exactly people define stress. and whether what i'm experiencing right now is supposed to be called stress. uh whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i wanna go home so badly and curls myself under the blanket without having to think of FYP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secretly wishing on something. i pray and pray tomorrow will be a better day :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-2313489635886961210?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/2313489635886961210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=2313489635886961210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2313489635886961210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2313489635886961210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-issues.html' title='i have issues'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4331442414111817426</id><published>2011-02-09T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:28:18.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish some things are simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and happy things come along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but well, taylor swift said this ain't a fairytale baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so dear myself, please lah stop being so &lt;i&gt;gedik &lt;/i&gt;just because of piles of works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*note to self - &lt;i&gt;tak payah nak homesick2 ok&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, &lt;i&gt;kata&lt;/i&gt; self-claimed macho and strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mak kata biasalah kalau jadi students. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4331442414111817426?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4331442414111817426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4331442414111817426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4331442414111817426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4331442414111817426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wish-some-things-are-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3506898138787630037</id><published>2011-02-04T03:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T03:35:48.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>oh so random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://chedet.co.cc/chedetblog/2011/01/nik-aziz-dan-kwan-yew.html"&gt;http://chedet.co.cc/chedetblog/2011/01/nik-aziz-dan-kwan-yew.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/breakingviews/article/jawapan-saya-untuk-tun-mahathir-nik-abdul-aziz-nik-mat/"&gt;http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/breakingviews/article/jawapan-saya-untuk-tun-mahathir-nik-abdul-aziz-nik-mat/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tell me now, how a person defines liberal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have a good day y'all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3506898138787630037?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3506898138787630037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3506898138787630037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3506898138787630037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3506898138787630037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-so-random.html' title='oh so random.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4117258144483062601</id><published>2011-02-03T03:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T03:33:09.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>looking at this blog, i felt rustic. &lt;i&gt;haih. apalah nak jadi. otak makin sempit. &lt;/i&gt;maybe because it has been long since the last time i spill something beneficial here. the blog is supposed to be contented, but obviously it isn't. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drama and drama. my life is so full of dramas for these past few months. hehe,&lt;i&gt; semua drama melayu&lt;/i&gt;. boring, typical story line, dull settings, exaggerating climax, expected endings, and not to mentioned, poor actors. proven from previous posts. hehe. ouh not to cause misunderstandings, &lt;i&gt;drama takdelah hebat mana. &lt;/i&gt;as usual, never ending self conflicts :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ups and downs. life is so full of it. i think i forgotten of who i am. yeh, i used to be a walking definition of egoism. now? heh. lembik. *shame on me* and i find myself less cooler these days. haha :) ignore that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i'm on my way to be that girl again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh, biggest lesson learnt and still learning. everything happened for reasons. and He knows best. and to me, everytime things happened, i often forget this fact. so typical of me and so typical of human beings. yeah, maybe i should have stamped it on my forehead so i will always remember :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; line-height: normal; "&gt;Rasul Allah (SAW) said: “Strange are the ways of a believer for there is good in every affair of his, and this is not the case with anyone else except in the case of a believer: For if he has an occasion to feel delight, he thanks (Allah), thus there is good for him in it, and if he gets into trouble and shows resignation (enduring it patiently), there is good for him in it.” [Muslim]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a good day everyone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4117258144483062601?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4117258144483062601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4117258144483062601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4117258144483062601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4117258144483062601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/02/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5971503436562418444</id><published>2011-01-26T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:17:54.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halfway gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am halfway gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.. for good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5971503436562418444?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5971503436562418444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5971503436562418444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5971503436562418444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5971503436562418444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2011/01/halfway-gone.html' title='halfway gone.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-7339149980183926287</id><published>2010-12-22T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T01:36:53.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>awesome, but lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;being happy is only in the state of mind, agree? i feel the need to jot down things. it's unbearable that i wanna write it somewhere. somewhere private. it is not my private blog, obviously not in facebook, and not this blog. somewhere where only strangers exist or maybe i could do few familiar people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gudnite y'all. have a good day ahead :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-7339149980183926287?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/7339149980183926287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=7339149980183926287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7339149980183926287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7339149980183926287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/12/awesome-but-lost.html' title='awesome, but lost.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5175432180069882276</id><published>2010-12-20T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T01:05:06.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>short note to myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we often forget that He always works in mysterious ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so yes, embrace everything in front of you and always, be grateful. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at this particular, i just have faith in Him. and to be positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gudnite everyone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5175432180069882276?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5175432180069882276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5175432180069882276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5175432180069882276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5175432180069882276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/12/short-note-to-myself.html' title='short note to myself.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6877383289448793553</id><published>2010-11-24T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:28:00.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>V for .....</title><content type='html'>the thing about telling others about your feeling, you're bound to their reactions. so yeah, i don't think there is even one person who truly understand how you feel. i now seriously understand what i learnt in class. sympathy and empathy are two different things. and most people failed to be empathy. little advise: never ever tell someone when you're feeling vulnerable, sad or fear, cuz most of the time, you'll be disappointed with the reactions. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i have 2 questions stuck in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;people often take others for granted. they see it coming but the still do it anyway? why? isn't the other person matters? most of the time, yes, it doesnt matter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so if you take a risk, why did u do things half way? why not fight it till the end? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;words. sweet words. &lt;i&gt;manusia ni memang pandai berkata-kata&lt;/i&gt; [and this goes to me too]. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles. have a good day everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6877383289448793553?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6877383289448793553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6877383289448793553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6877383289448793553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6877383289448793553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/11/v-for.html' title='V for .....'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5769651093224107340</id><published>2010-10-31T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T02:37:18.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes, i wish that my heart makes a sound when it is broken. because it is so important for me that people hear it. and understand. but it doesn't. when the heart breaks, it is a complete silent. and no one will ever know how much a heart can bears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am sorry. i have adopted a habit of deleting posts this recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5769651093224107340?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5769651093224107340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5769651093224107340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5769651093224107340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5769651093224107340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-i-wish-that-my-heart-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6281449327744947920</id><published>2010-10-25T01:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:03:14.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issue'/><title type='text'>IFF</title><content type='html'>it's been long since the last time i talk about current news. recently, the news about Islamic Fashion Festival [IFF] in Monte Carlo becomes the highlights. the first time i read about it, i felt scared and nervous. &lt;i&gt;rasa kasihan pun ada jugak&lt;/i&gt;. but more like scared. scared about the reality. about the current situation, about the people. about the future. about how we ignorant people today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i meant, what were they thinking? are they do not know about it? or being plain ignorant? or they are just too liberal?  i remembered when the world protested NIKE against the use of Allah on its products. This is BIGGGGGGGGGG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand, this doesn't justify you to come out with bad words. &lt;i&gt;saya jenguk di internet melihat komen komen orang tentang hal ini. bodoh, bangang, dan segala bagai 'curse' semua keluar.&lt;/i&gt; i felt uneasy about this.we're angry and protest because this is an insult to the Muslims [i admit it is an insult]. so we commented and cursed showing the world how mad we are. yes, i believe that we should show them that we're mad, and this is insensitive and rude. BUT, by cursing? seriously? Islam doesn't teach us that way. It doesn't resemble sunnah rasulullah at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banyak lagi benda yang saya tak senang. dari segi politik. dari segi cara respons. bila tengok manusia lantang bersuara. bagus memang bagus. kebebasan bersuara. kalau tak cakap, orang takkan tahu. tapi perlu kena pada cara, hemah nya dan sebagainya. jangan main cakap sebarangan sahaja. pada mulutnya memperjuangkan islam tapi haruslah seiring dengan tingkah laku, percakapan dan contoh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and by saying this, that doesn't mean that i agree with IFF. of course, i am angry. how ignorant these people and insensitive they are about Muslims/Islams. and the saddest part is they are Muslims. apa nak jadi lah.mohon tuhan lindungi hati hati kita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6281449327744947920?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6281449327744947920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6281449327744947920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6281449327744947920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6281449327744947920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/10/iff.html' title='IFF'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5014838687747831451</id><published>2010-10-20T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:51:38.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i heard different stories today. not just today actually. it happened so many times in so many different situation. the two sides of stories.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for once, i thought what i had before is real. and now, i am not so sure anymore. ouh, and this is very random. so stop guessing, toodles :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5014838687747831451?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5014838687747831451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5014838687747831451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5014838687747831451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5014838687747831451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/10/random_20.html' title='random'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-2784790981136389310</id><published>2010-10-14T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T00:02:42.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;"Did you ever walk through a room that's packed with people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;and feel so lonely you can hardly take the next step?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;— &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/7128.Jodi_Picoult" class="authorNameRegular" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Jodi Picoult&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/3349802" class="bookTitleRegular" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Second Glance&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh yes. it is PMS. let's not elaborate further. take care people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-2784790981136389310?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/2784790981136389310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=2784790981136389310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2784790981136389310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/2784790981136389310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/10/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3662328407987999242</id><published>2010-09-30T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T02:05:53.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>as always :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;' O mankind! There has come to you a direction from your lord and a healing for the [diseases] in your heart- and for those who believe, a Guidance and a mercy' [Yunus, 10: 59]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to you, i am perfectly fine. and i wish that you are, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;blessed.loved.very ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3662328407987999242?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3662328407987999242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3662328407987999242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3662328407987999242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3662328407987999242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-always.html' title='as always :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-7968556542160337113</id><published>2010-09-27T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T12:13:54.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issue'/><title type='text'>islamophobia.</title><content type='html'>sending experts from Malaysia to explain to Westerners about Islam. good efforts, seriously and the intentions should be praised.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my POV, how about malaysia? &lt;i&gt;dah cukup bagus pemahaman and praktis nya untuk betulkan pemahaman orang lain&lt;/i&gt;? even i myself fail sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, things to ponder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-7968556542160337113?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/7968556542160337113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=7968556542160337113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7968556542160337113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7968556542160337113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/09/islamophobia.html' title='islamophobia.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-714503794322475972</id><published>2010-09-19T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T01:50:08.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i remember a friend of mine told me that heart heals. time will heals the heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my question: time can be forever, right? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-714503794322475972?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8630728519810103202</id><published>2010-09-17T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T02:01:43.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love ;)'/><title type='text'>cn blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TJJa9aDtOxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/thHHbv0dhNc/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TJJa9aDtOxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/thHHbv0dhNc/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517572504495667986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TJJa9ECZ0fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/XROBLfXa1_I/s1600/jung+hyun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TJJa9ECZ0fI/AAAAAAAAAlA/XROBLfXa1_I/s320/jung+hyun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517572498584621554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;never thought that i would love a korean band. but, this one is irresistible. the last time i remembered was orlando bloom. but, not anymore. he's engaged to miranda kerr. lol :P &lt;div&gt;check them out singing geek in the pink, love, wherever you will go and i'm a loner. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8630728519810103202?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TJJa9aDtOxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/thHHbv0dhNc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3312058382420705003</id><published>2010-09-16T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:00:49.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Eidulfitri'/><title type='text'>still breathing.</title><content type='html'>i thought i have something to write about. i did. and posted it in my private blog. haih. and i've been staring at this empty screen trying to figure what to write here. about my heart? nahhh, let me keep that to myself, schools? boring already rite? current news? my brain is just too slow for that right now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eid has been wonderful. everyone is there. alhamdulillah :) iman slept with me for almost every night except when i requested him to sleep with daddy cuz i was having a hot fever.&lt;i&gt; itu pun punyalah susah nak pujuk.&lt;/i&gt; kakak is 8 years old already. very girly and matured for her age. how time flies kan? pray that both of them be a good son and daughter[read: soleh and solehah]. inshaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3312058382420705003?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3312058382420705003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3312058382420705003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3312058382420705003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3312058382420705003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/09/still-breathing.html' title='still breathing.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4529493734594415122</id><published>2010-09-10T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T17:51:11.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Eidulfitri'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taqaballahu minna wa minkum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 'Eid Mubarak, people :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May this syawal brings you barakah and happiness. inshaAllah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4529493734594415122?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4529493734594415122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4529493734594415122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4529493734594415122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4529493734594415122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4299283930201506243</id><published>2010-09-03T05:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T05:49:37.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>swallow hard.</title><content type='html'>selalu, benda yang kita hendak adalah benda yang kita tidak dapat. Kalau bagitahu emak, mesti dia cakap Allah tahu yang terbaik untuk kita. Belajar untuk bersyukur dengan segala yang ada.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is time to let you go. hard, but slowly. Heart heals, it is a just matter a time. Even they said, time can be forever? well, who knows? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a brighter note, i'm going back this saturday :D  i have this overwhelming feeling inside of me since i finished my exam papers yesterday. over-excited i guess :) there is no place better on Earth except the one we called HOME :) [teringat daughtry]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4299283930201506243?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4299283930201506243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4299283930201506243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4299283930201506243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4299283930201506243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/09/swallow-hard.html' title='swallow hard.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5541570331548325914</id><published>2010-08-29T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:23:08.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Family'/><title type='text'>for every reason :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/THk3PuESutI/AAAAAAAAAkw/18_4VQMH-AM/s1600/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/THk3PuESutI/AAAAAAAAAkw/18_4VQMH-AM/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510496362268113618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one who always there. during the ups and downs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps: daddy is not in the picture. he's too busy that he left early for qurban :) and along dear and abg sukri, &lt;i&gt;smoga Allah permudahkan segalanya. inshaAllah. mungkin Allah nak bagi yang lebih baik untuk kita :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5541570331548325914?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5541570331548325914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5541570331548325914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5541570331548325914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5541570331548325914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-every-reason.html' title='for every reason :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/THk3PuESutI/AAAAAAAAAkw/18_4VQMH-AM/s72-c/DSC00478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3880089644318084158</id><published>2010-08-28T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:02:24.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>changing.</title><content type='html'>when life knocks you down, you stumble and fall. but you get up again, and think. i know my strength, &lt;i&gt;aku sangat optimis&lt;/i&gt;. in everything that i do, i try to be optimist tho everything is breaking and falling apart.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i noticed these past few months [read: months. ye bulan. lama sungguh]. I've been too ignorant about what is happening around me. I've been too busy taking care about my heart that i forgot about all hearts out there who care for me. I've forgot about so many things. I've forgot about my passion in readings, debates, politics, current issues. Yes, i forgot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love politics. maybe because i've been brought up that way. My mom is a passionate reader. She reads politics, histories.. more like everything. Despite the fact that she's 60+, she is pretty much young in her own way. I remembered the feeling of reading all political articles, went to talks during &lt;i&gt;zaman zaman reformasi&lt;/i&gt; 1998 with my dad. reading about every single article about the death of princess diana. i was young but i enjoyed it. every bit of it and i dont know where that passion has gone. the passion in reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;changing. the world gets scaries every day. anak anak muda, jangan ignorant. life is not all about akademi fantasia, rempit, gossips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note to self: open your mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: post ni caca marba. [btul ke ni?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3880089644318084158?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3880089644318084158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3880089644318084158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3880089644318084158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3880089644318084158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/changing.html' title='changing.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4416206946762244989</id><published>2010-08-27T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:33:26.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing grip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;"I don't want to lose you.' His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. 'But you don't want to keep me, either, do you?' To that, he had no response."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;— &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2345.Nicholas_Sparks" class="authorNameRegular" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Nicholas Sparks&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/1268663" class="bookTitleRegular" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;The Rescue&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;give me reason to hold on. to hang on. because i'm losing grip on everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4416206946762244989?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4416206946762244989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4416206946762244989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/losing-grip.html' title='losing grip.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1096025728169690852</id><published>2010-08-23T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:33:38.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; [10 things i hate about you]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i remember how i like this movie. sukaaaa! and that guy from 3rd rock from the sun is all grown up :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1096025728169690852?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1096025728169690852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1096025728169690852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1096025728169690852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1096025728169690852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-hate-way-you-talk-to-me-and-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3898605021901834092</id><published>2010-08-16T17:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:15:42.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>untuk abang dan kakak saya! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TGkOzA7UGVI/AAAAAAAAAko/nvivfckNP0k/s1600/19463_1325161245076_1112222732_30998566_2625927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TGkOzA7UGVI/AAAAAAAAAko/nvivfckNP0k/s320/19463_1325161245076_1112222732_30998566_2625927_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505948289022040402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to izyan ismail, happy birthday. tho i know most probably you don't read my blog and that is why i don't write a specific post for you[and since i met you during ur birthday and gave you surpise at hospital with along :P]. i have lotsa stories about you. funny ones and nice ones. thank you for everything. walaupon alang jengkel, but u still kakak i yang hebattttt sehhhhh! :D we love you so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TGkKOmR1Z4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/IWO0Vp-7bMI/s1600/SAF146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TGkKOmR1Z4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/IWO0Vp-7bMI/s320/SAF146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505943265346938754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waktu kecik2 memang comel, dah besar? errr.... hahahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TGkJWwkQzaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/GGgl_ae_zFU/s1600/Wan11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TGkJWwkQzaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/GGgl_ae_zFU/s320/Wan11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505942306035912098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okeylah. because of me, we got 2nd place. and along and alang got 1st place. HAHA :) &lt;i&gt;gara-gara si adik yang asyik tolak si abang suro cepat2 jalan&lt;/i&gt;. we were leading at 1st!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;about him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;he's a bully!&lt;i&gt; tak tipu! sangat kuat buli &lt;/i&gt;especially to me! =.=' but i still love him. &lt;i&gt;garang tapi baik&lt;/i&gt;. hehe :) kuat buli. haih. siap suro mak pasang sensor dkat setiap sudut kereta sebab aku takot bawak kereta, kurang asam kan? asyik gelak-gelakkan orang tak pandai bawak kereta! asyik panggil orang jerangkung dgn kepoh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there was one time when we went camping during primary school, and i was teammates with my neighbour faruqi, and waktu tuh baru abes night walk, and he stood up and asked where was i? and sibuk2 tanya faruqi adik aku mana. hehe :) and faruqi said, risau betul abang kau ni. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;his friends were teasing me nak usha2 lah konon. and he went saying, 'adik aku tuh wehhhh!',. haha :D garang!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;suka buat lawak ntah hape hape.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have few pet sisters during standard 4 because kakak2 tuh nak ngurat wan time tuh. hahaha :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, banyak lagi actually. but couldnt really recall, btw, happy birthday safwan ismail. hihi :D jgn rindu2 adik awk yg comel lagi baik hati ni ye. semoga menjadi anak soleh dengar ckp mak bapak. semoga sentiasa di bawah perlindungan Allah. semoga dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki :) semoga sentiasa jadi orang yang sabar. we love you so much! :) tho, awk selalu sangat sangat sangat buli ija, but still, i love you! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps: banyak untuk wan, sbb most probably he'll read this, alang mungkin tak. bwahahahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3898605021901834092?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3898605021901834092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3898605021901834092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3898605021901834092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3898605021901834092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/untuk-abang-sayang.html' title='untuk abang dan kakak saya! :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TGkOzA7UGVI/AAAAAAAAAko/nvivfckNP0k/s72-c/19463_1325161245076_1112222732_30998566_2625927_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8681664548945245970</id><published>2010-08-16T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T17:41:59.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tell me, remind me of what to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8681664548945245970?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8681664548945245970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8681664548945245970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8681664548945245970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8681664548945245970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/tell-me-remind-me-of-what-to-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-7986544782293660421</id><published>2010-08-14T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T03:00:16.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>listen.</title><content type='html'>i have counselling class today. alhamdulillah, i survived with no sleeping at all :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'i have no concerns about other problems cuz i'm too busy telling the world about my problems that i forgot to listen' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dr meriam were discussing about one situations in the class and came out with those sentences. i dont remember why or how it came out, but i find it very interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;note to self: listen and listen. mom said care for others. i'm sorry for being selfish. bila tak tahan sangat, it just came out unintentionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-7986544782293660421?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3101961559381406241</id><published>2010-08-13T01:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T02:20:12.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>pick one, pick one. :)</title><content type='html'>when i was in form 3, i got problems with my two best friends. i love both of them. but they get jealous everytime  when i get too close with one of them. [&lt;i&gt;errr. paham tak?&lt;/i&gt;] and i felt that situation is wayyyy too complicated for me to handle. come on! i love both of them. and i treat both of them equally. &lt;i&gt;takde sape lebih kurang&lt;/i&gt;. because i believe, we should just love all our friends equally and treat them equally. because i believe by treating them equally, i felt that i show them my love and care. after all, i knew them since forever. so, they both are important to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i don't remember what happened. but i did try my best to make them understand. even during the time, where the three of us walked together, i would always walk behind letting the two of them walked together. funny eh? but seriously, i feel the need to do that. why? as simple as they are my friends. and they are important to me and at least, i need to show them that i appreciate the two of them :) and i tried my best not to offend them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we are still best friends till now :) problems solved. i dont remember how. but i know they confronted each other :) i did play my parts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the two of you, you know who you are. we've been friends since primary schools. thank you for always be there for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: &lt;i&gt;kelakar la bila ingat balik. well, kita kecik2 lagi time tuh kan&lt;/i&gt;. grown ups don't do such things anymore. btw, thank you. at least i know that you guys love me and care for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3101961559381406241?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3101961559381406241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3101961559381406241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3101961559381406241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3101961559381406241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/pick-one-pick-one.html' title='pick one, pick one. :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5992639438675344587</id><published>2010-08-12T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:50:13.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>the homesick.</title><content type='html'>i cried when i called mom yesterday and tonight. it has always been like that. i am at my worst when i'm sick. the fever kept coming again and again. kejap ok kejap tak. and since evening, i dont feel really well. felt like i have chest pain, sore throat again. and i know athma is coming soon. the sickness doesn't really bother because the real reason that i cried is because i miss home. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5992639438675344587?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5992639438675344587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5992639438675344587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5992639438675344587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5992639438675344587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/homesick.html' title='the homesick.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-350205914336600289</id><published>2010-08-07T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:19:30.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 senses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sight, hearing, touch, smell and taste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and they said, there is another sense which we call it sixth sense. Allah gave us perfect combinations for us to judge and observe. But still people fail on this one particular sense. Well, guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we call it common sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tolonglaaaaahhhhhhh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-350205914336600289?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/350205914336600289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=350205914336600289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/350205914336600289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/350205914336600289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/5-senses.html' title='5 senses.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1283246505060989045</id><published>2010-08-03T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:58:53.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman syamim'/><title type='text'>iman is growing up. so fast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[scene 1]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iman: &lt;i&gt;mama, iman nak jadi imam muda mcm taufik.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;later he put on a black jacket,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mama: &lt;i&gt;kata nak jadi imam muda.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iman: i said later when i am 18 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[scene 2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iman was doing his mandarin homework,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;daddy: &lt;i&gt;betul ke awak buat ni iman?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iman: &lt;i&gt;betul ke tak, daddy bukan paham mandarin pun. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[scene 3]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he called me while he's on his way back to home after a wedding in Kelantan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: what are u doing in the car? sleeping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iman: no. i cried je. i miss you yaya :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;wahhh. seriously, i miss this boy. and not to forget syamim. rindu rindu that it hurts :( how time flies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1283246505060989045?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1283246505060989045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1283246505060989045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1283246505060989045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1283246505060989045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/iman-is-growing-up-so-fast.html' title='iman is growing up. so fast!'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6144572993338011450</id><published>2010-08-02T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T01:40:01.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i decided to delete few previous posts and kept it in my private blog. simply because few people were questioning me about it. haha :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, i miss home. and i miss my mom and dad. and iman najasyi and nurul syamim. ok, kesimpulannya, nak balik rumah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6144572993338011450?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6144572993338011450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6144572993338011450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6144572993338011450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6144572993338011450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-decided-to-delete-few-previous-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6386979526270554983</id><published>2010-07-28T01:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T01:21:32.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>i'm just plain boring.</title><content type='html'>still working on my assignments. seriously, my timetable isn't as packed as previous semester. but the amount of workloads are definitely increasing. almost every class, we ended up with at least one assignment. and as you get older, everything must be justified. obviously! you just don't simple google/bing it. heh =.='&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;texted an old friend. i felt good. really. a friend whom i felt comfortable with to talk about anything. tho how busy, i will still get a reply. it's not a kind of conversation where you share everything deep inside, but a free conversation to talk about random stuffs. i love random, surprises and free. i dont even know how we become friends in a first place. and to get close. not that i text you everyday but i felt close :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, i just need to jot things down and scribbles. so, this is random and boring. sorry about that. take care. toodles! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6386979526270554983?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6386979526270554983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6386979526270554983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6386979526270554983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6386979526270554983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-just-plain-boring.html' title='i&apos;m just plain boring.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5574653319703364182</id><published>2010-07-25T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:18:03.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>a new day has come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God promises a safe landing but not a calm passage [Bulgarian Proverb].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, if god brings you to it, He will brings you through it. Have faith :) Btw, i made certain promises to myself. and i'm determine enough to keep it. inshaAllah. pray for me ayte? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;munckins, did i tell you i miss you? get well soon kakak! yaya loves you! so much! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;take care people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps: hope everything turns out well. please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5574653319703364182?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5574653319703364182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5574653319703364182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5574653319703364182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5574653319703364182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-day-has-come.html' title='a new day has come.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4762753655942964705</id><published>2010-07-23T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T13:21:12.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Love is like an hourglass, with the heart filling up as the brain empties' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Jules Renard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4762753655942964705?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4762753655942964705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4762753655942964705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4762753655942964705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4762753655942964705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-is-like-hourglass-with-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1194172879881277645</id><published>2010-07-23T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:47:37.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>karma :)</title><content type='html'>one of my favourite quote,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 'don't make someone a priority when they only make you an option'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds like i'm a selfish &lt;i&gt;kan&lt;/i&gt;? well, i think i'm becoming one.  i'm too tired of trying to please people [read: jaga hati] and they do nothing but always make you the last choice.. i'm not hoping for anything in returns, just to feel appreciated and that would be enough for me. but what i felt now is like that i'm just an option, the last choice. will never be the first [not that i intended to compete to be the 1st, like i said. just to feel appreciated]. well, life is a karma. what you give, you get back. what comes around goes around.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;appreciate them, if you wanna feel appreciated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and maybe, i'm being hurt for too long, that i just don't care anymore :) &lt;i&gt;mungkin saya patut jaga hati saya sekarang instead of jaga hati orang je :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1194172879881277645?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1194172879881277645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1194172879881277645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1194172879881277645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1194172879881277645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/karma.html' title='karma :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4216851765222983898</id><published>2010-07-22T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:10:32.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reminders'/><title type='text'>RESPECT.</title><content type='html'>respect requires no demands. no matter where, what, when, how, who, classes, tan sri, dato', cleaners, you just simply have to respect people. it is what we call a common sense! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, i felt pity for myself. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4216851765222983898?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4216851765222983898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4216851765222983898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4216851765222983898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4216851765222983898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/respect.html' title='RESPECT.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-9101775913036243841</id><published>2010-07-20T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:53:45.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it is annoying.'/><title type='text'>orang gila!</title><content type='html'>dear crazy stalker, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stop calling. and i will still hung up on you unless you tell me who you are. my god! it's annoying. it's not funny! o seriously, calling me at middle of the night, morning, afternoon, evening, night again? &lt;i&gt;gila ke haaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/i&gt;? note that i've never encounter one before =.=' i'm not a kind of girl who have lotsa stalkers. really. waaaaaaa :( stop it pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's weird. only close family members and friends know my maxis number :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-9101775913036243841?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/9101775913036243841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=9101775913036243841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/9101775913036243841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/9101775913036243841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/orang-gila.html' title='orang gila!'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-9032177812796871813</id><published>2010-07-19T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:50:54.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Fighting is prescribed for you, and you dislike it. But, it is possible that you dislike a thing which is good for you, and that you love a thing which is bad for you. But Allah knows, and you know not" [Albaqarah, 2;216]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it is funny when you try so hard to convince yourself that everything is gonna be fine when you know exactly that at the end of the day, it will never be okay, will never be yours. the thing is never gonna be good for us. but, we keep on pretend that things are fine and normal. that is so human in denial. everyone does that especially when they are losing something and just won't admit it. well well, Allah knows and you know not. and maybe, there something better for us out there. maybe it is just never right for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;truth hurts, face it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-9032177812796871813?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/9032177812796871813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=9032177812796871813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/9032177812796871813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/9032177812796871813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/fighting-is-prescribed-for-you-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8530086670609352802</id><published>2010-07-10T09:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T09:30:51.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fear'/><title type='text'>perihal kereta and driving 3</title><content type='html'>did i mention that i already drive the car at 3 lanes highway, flyover, got stuck in a jam and being honked twice. ishish. it wasn't my fault. there was this stupid car who forgot to signal while trying to cut me off and i was driving fast, and i brake suddenly that the car at the back honked at me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first time i drove to seqda's house which is about 5 minutes from my house, no highways, no traffics, just a housing street. mom called asking whether i have reached or not. she's unbelievable cuz she went saying with shock, '&lt;i&gt;wahhh, dah sampai? ada apa2 jadi tak&lt;/i&gt;?''. i was like oh my god, &lt;i&gt;tak masuk jalan besar lagi!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my father will call every single time i drove the car. have you reached the place? how was the parking? but my dad sounds more encouraging than my mom. hahaha :D cuz, he will later says things like, 'see i told you driving isnt that hard' and 'ouh i'm glad that you've reached safe and sound', etc. if my mom, she will kept asking whether was i the one who truly drove the car or my friend. and if it is possible, she will ask my bro/my dad to accompany me. heh! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was one time i forgot to call after i reached at hanah's. and my dad went like why you didn't call. and i totally forgot actually :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, i have the best/most awesome/coolest/understanding mom and dad in the world. i'm sure everyone does :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T.T i don't wanna go back! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8530086670609352802?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8530086670609352802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8530086670609352802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>packing and packing!</title><content type='html'>i'm trying hard to pack my stuffs and ended up with 2 bags [laptop bag is included and minus another 2 that atiek kindly will bring it back for me, thanks to her parents too! terima kasih atikah. saya sayang awak!] :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeylah, i give up. i tried my best to post something but,  failed. btw, i'm still waiting for something. i knew it long ago. but rather, keep things to myself. u must be wondering, well, you know you love me, xoxo, gossip girl :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care people. welcome back to uni life :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3864389921265895810?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-816585947331785950</id><published>2010-07-03T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:21:10.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>you are in charge of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no one will stands for you but you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they said, we should always put others before us. and maybe, i need to consider mine right now cuz it's falling to pieces. i'm not being selfish. but the world doesn't revolve around you. we call it give and take. it should be equal :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happiness is a byproduct of an effort to make someone else happy. simple things make the big things :) i just wanna feel appreciated once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care people :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-816585947331785950?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/816585947331785950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=816585947331785950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/816585947331785950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/816585947331785950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-are-in-charge-of-you.html' title='you are in charge of you.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1372888695025044479</id><published>2010-07-01T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:13:33.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it is annoying.'/><title type='text'>curses!</title><content type='html'>it hurts my eyes to see people cursing on their facebook's statuses, blogs, and everywhere. really. stop it. it ain't cool, it's annoying. really.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i just deleted one of my junior cuz he kept cursing. we're not even close. never speak to each other. so, i won't bother. please, stop cursing. at least not in public. i can be very judgmental. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1372888695025044479?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1372888695025044479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1372888695025044479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1372888695025044479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yan, mom, along, everyone in the family: apa yang awak takut sangat driving ha?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: ntah. takot. takot lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remember &lt;a href="http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2009/07/perihal-kereta-dan-driving.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me tell you, i am officially achieve my 1st new year's resolution. hahahaha :D o yes, i promised to tell what the resolutions are if i achieve it :) alhamdulillah :D *clap clap*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note that, i started my probation on june 2006. i passed the tests with flying colors [no fails!]. But, i remember those feelings that i had when i'm still learning. i got freaked out. every time i'm about to start driving class, i freaked out. lame? i know. so, this whole fear/scary feelings were there since i was still learning. it has been haunting me ever since. and i tell no one about it. i acted as if i was okay with the driving class. so, passed my licence with no fails. never drive ever since until june 2010. where i renewed my license for the 1st time. within the 4 years, i believe that it is less than 5 times i drove a car. i fear road the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;number of attempts from my parents to make me drive. everytime i'm on holiday, my dad will force me to learn to drive again with him. but, i ended up with lots of excuses. imagine, i wanted to go out with friends and had my mom to send me to seqda's house, seqda sent my mom back to the house because we wanted to use the car. and her house is like 5 minutes from my house. no highways, no traffic lights. haha :D my sister said to me that she's been wondering where do i get this whole &lt;i&gt;penakut&lt;/i&gt; things in myself. i'm scared of the animals, darks and driving. cuz, my siblings are all brave. like, really brave. jaja even got on solero shot twice without feeling scared at all. wtfish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things changed during the day my mom had to send me to seqda's house. we reached back at seqda's house at night. and we thought of having her brother followed us to my home. because it was my car that she drove and it's ridiculous to send me back home and i sent her back again. but no one is at home. and i desperately need to get back. no one is able to fetch her back. so, desperately, seqda asked me to drive around her house area for a while. then, i drove back at home. wooooottttt! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weird thing is, tho i drove for only like 10 minutes. i felt better and confident much when i reached home. i felt like ouh, ok. that wasn't that bad as i thought it is. haha :D and i started to drive again few times. &lt;i&gt;bunyi macam banyak je. padahal baru 5 kali&lt;/i&gt; up to now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well. not bad. &lt;i&gt;pada yang takut driving tu,&lt;/i&gt; tell me about it :) i knew how that felt. it scares the hell out of me. imagining all the big cars, trucks, lorries and motorcycles. =.=' but, alhamdulillah :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4393232554932289100?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4393232554932289100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4393232554932289100' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4393232554932289100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4393232554932289100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/06/perihal-kereta-and-driving-2.html' title='perihal kereta and driving 2'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-647032203501490652</id><published>2010-06-29T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T22:48:47.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>dont fall in love,</title><content type='html'>.......... fall of bridges, it hurts less. i am not happy. i thought i should be happy. but i am not. it is kinda depressing here, right? i meant this blog. no update, boring stuffs being written, aaahhh, depressing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like i am a big pathetic joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jason Walker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-647032203501490652?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/647032203501490652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=647032203501490652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/647032203501490652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/647032203501490652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-fall-in-love.html' title='dont fall in love,'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5286427860933150302</id><published>2010-06-03T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T19:24:43.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>pakcik potong rumput.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sometimes, when we see the world from other people's shoes, you'll start to realize how lucky you are. yet, you're complaining. o well, this lecture is for me resulted from seeing a &lt;i&gt;pakcik&lt;/i&gt; who were mowing our lawn yesterday. suddenly, it hits me. &lt;i&gt;rasa kasihan&lt;/i&gt;. i meant he mow the lawn to make a living. and he's already 40+ . i cannot see an older people, automatically there will be some sort of tv playing inside my head imagining what if that guy were to be my dad. aaaaahhhh. ok, i hate this feeling. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i read somewhere. there's a very thin line between giving up and moving on. you move on when you know you have tried your best and there's nothing you can do about it anymore. and you give up/let go is when you leave without trying everything. well, one thing i learnt, when it is real, you cant just walk away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm losing grip of myself lately. and i think it is a waste of time when i know there are better things to think and need my concerns. i need to be myself. again. and well, i know it's easy. and i can do it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care guys. i'm feeling... contented. at least i think i am :) when you feel like the whole thing is making you sad, show them million reasons to be happy with your life. so, i am grateful. alhamdulillah :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5286427860933150302?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5286427860933150302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5286427860933150302' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5286427860933150302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5286427860933150302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/06/pakcik-potong-rumput.html' title='pakcik potong rumput.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8798295008048292043</id><published>2010-05-31T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:19:41.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issue'/><title type='text'>Palestine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;"The hottest place in Hell is reserved for those who remain neutral in times of great moral conflict" Martin Luther King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;when i'm down with my own personal problems, there are bigger problem out there. Selfish, i am. My prayers are with those souls who fight for their way to Gaza :( Ya Allah, protect and save them. Keep strong and have faith in Allah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/05/palestine.html' title='Palestine.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6341768010347354926</id><published>2010-05-30T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:54:06.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Black Box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>elena and stefan :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"but my reasons aren't reasons, they're excuses. all i'm doing is hiding from the truth, and the truth is that i'm scared. i'm scared that if i let myself be happy for even one moment that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the world's just going to come crashing down, and i don't know if i can survive that"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Elena, The Vampire Diaries Season 1: Night of the comet(ep2)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6341768010347354926?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6341768010347354926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6341768010347354926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Black Box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuti cuti malaysia'/><title type='text'>which one is the hardest?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;let go, hold on or move on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and the worst part, i dont even know what/which to decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;i have trouble of sleeping lately. i went to bed at 2/3 am but only at 6am, i managed to sleep. except yesterday because i only slept at 5am, woke up at 6+ and didn't sleep until 12.30am. i guess there are just too many things in my mind that my brain is working very hard esp at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;i had two days of fun. thank you to wonderful friends. a good way to distract myself tho i failed many times. went to watch 3 movies in one day. prince of persia, shrek and robin hood. and by the time we watched robin hood, my brain felt so heavy and tired but still can focus. i wonder where i got the energy since i didn't eat anything except kebab the day before and only slept for an hour. hehe :) well, i guess it is how your brain works., if you say you can do it, you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;and yesterday, ziha texted me asking me out. i straightly answered yes. normally i would ask my mom 1st. luckily my mom said okay. i just need to make myself occupied with things. i stuffed myself with lotsa foods. really. never ate that much these days. and it felt good :D foods will always make you feel whole lot better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;btw, i felt like i don't know much about johor. ate delicious foods at kg melayu, went to bazaar jb, etc :) dua hari keluar, dua hari sesat. women and driving. haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;thank you thank you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TAAQSxkgxmI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/XFVRtrTK2Tw/s1600/28513_1371925870160_1592168626_874067_2345260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TAAQSxkgxmI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/XFVRtrTK2Tw/s320/28513_1371925870160_1592168626_874067_2345260_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476395061612693090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hardest?'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/TAAQSxkgxmI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/XFVRtrTK2Tw/s72-c/28513_1371925870160_1592168626_874067_2345260_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3016093821308725646</id><published>2010-05-26T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T00:37:18.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage/wedding'/><title type='text'>marriage ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;sebelum kau nak bercinta, kau pikirlah dulu kau nak heartbroken ke kau nak kahwin dengan orang tu&lt;/i&gt;" quoted from izyan ismail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and i remembered it when i read a friend's status in facebook :) anyway,&lt;i&gt; sekarang musim kahwin&lt;/i&gt;. i received lotsa invitations from friends and families :) cheers for the weddings :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;may it lasts forever. ameeen! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3016093821308725646?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3016093821308725646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3016093821308725646' 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term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>nurul izzati lokman :)</title><content type='html'>i cried for the whole night and stopped during afternoon. she entered my room. and those feeling crept back again into my heart and i burst into tears.again. maybe because she knew me well, maybe because she's the one who always be there and she's the person that i am always comfortable with. she lied next to me. not speaking a word. witnessed me crying for more than half an hour.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's okay. you can do it. i know you can. have faith. those words from her when i was feeling down, sad and vulnerable. she's optimists and when the world does not believe in me, she will. just like my mother. despite how low i was feeling, she'll make it sound easy. tho, both of us know how hard it can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to find a shoes. i am hungry and i am tension. can we go eat somewhere. and she will accompany me no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we annoyed each other. really. but we laughed our heart out. like when she wanted to borrow my room to go online and i said cannottttt! haha :D and she knew it is only a joke. she understands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if i were to write everything that we've been through, i will bore you enough reading this post. cuz only we understand how precious that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/S_Y8H4EI7hI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cY0eb_m0dnA/s1600/DSC00393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/S_Y8H4EI7hI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cY0eb_m0dnA/s320/DSC00393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473628503121915410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday darl, thank you for always listen to all the complaints, problems and happy times :D you, the best friend a girl will always wish for :) love you to bits and pieces. xoxo :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: please don't cry. cuz, i know you will :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-9134042761010911958?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/9134042761010911958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=9134042761010911958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1105277857588592418</id><published>2010-05-17T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:38:33.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>brain :)</title><content type='html'>being wealthy is like beauty. at least i find it almost similar in this context. no matter how filthy rich you are or how beautiful/macho/handsome [eg. orlando bloom :P] you are but if you don't have brain.. then, you are nothing. brain here doesn't mean you have to be a geek, super genius, nerdy and scores 4.0 every single semester. at least you know what is happening around you. at least you are matured in terms of decisions, mentality, what you speak etc. it's hard to explain. o well, i am complicated :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i find intelligent people is sexy. woot! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1105277857588592418?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1105277857588592418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1105277857588592418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1105277857588592418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1105277857588592418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/05/brain.html' title='brain :)'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3737187984923038509</id><published>2010-05-16T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T03:10:15.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>strong hearted won't let you deviate too far,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....... so catch it out. before it is too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps: i cannot sleep thank you very much to mr caffeine! you are just simply irresistible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3737187984923038509?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3737187984923038509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3737187984923038509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3737187984923038509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3737187984923038509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/05/strong-hearted-wont-let-you-deviate-too.html' title='strong hearted won&apos;t let you deviate too far,'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8734275292137472634</id><published>2010-05-07T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T01:01:02.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>hazy, it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the uneasiness of knowing that it'll be gone someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the feeling of wanting to give up because you can't do anything about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i know, how does that feel exactly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, it hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8734275292137472634?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8734275292137472634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8734275292137472634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8734275292137472634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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way?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and you thought that you're practicing the freedom of speech but eventually leads to misunderstanding esp when it comes to sensitive matters like religion and politics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and stating out your opinion on something [eg. about religion], and people accepted your view but it is actually wrong in a view of our religion [ape ni? sama dgn nombor 2!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and people understand it differently from what you're trying to say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, words kill. i was blog-hoping. i tend to be a silent reader nowadays :) and when i read about how people view on something, it freaked me out. up to the point where i read again few previous posts worrying that it may leads to misunderstandings etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok lah. straight to the point. simply to say before you write anything or maybe speak about something, think first. think wisely. [i learnt from the best; myself]. when you emotionally express something, it may turns ugly.  &lt;i&gt;jangan sampai ia bertentangan dgn ajaran islam&lt;/i&gt;. i know i am not very good about this. but, what i know, then, i pointed it out.  i am not intending to explain what i read but i think, you'll see this happening among bloggers :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers. i'm home. again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: point me out if it is wrong. it just a point of view from the small me. &lt;i&gt;tak semestinya betol kan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3607732217918260398?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3607732217918260398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3607732217918260398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3607732217918260398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3607732217918260398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/05/kerana-mulut-badan-binasa.html' title='kerana mulut badan binasa.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-3509197556438475899</id><published>2010-05-05T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:57:03.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls'/><title type='text'>dear guys,</title><content type='html'>let me tell you something, girls find that it is very annoying if you just started your friendship and suddenly, you asked about boyfriend. seriously. don't do that. at least it is annoying to me. and i will stay away from you. sheessshhhh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know that sometimes the question is just supposed to be/remain as a question only. just for the sake of asking without any intention. tapi please lah, don't ask. it is better that way :D perempuan cepat perasaan. and i'm not [at least i think i'm not]. it is just that it is uncomfortable :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-3509197556438475899?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/3509197556438475899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=3509197556438475899' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3509197556438475899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/3509197556438475899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-guys.html' title='dear guys,'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-7079303919725178085</id><published>2010-05-01T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:47:36.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stuck in the middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that doesn't feel good, ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-7079303919725178085?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/7079303919725178085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=7079303919725178085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7079303919725178085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/7079303919725178085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/05/stuck-in-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8662484708054237817</id><published>2010-04-27T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T00:02:18.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Buzz'/><title type='text'>Orianthi - " According To You "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfiafYOF2Hk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfiafYOF2Hk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;love 2:12.  she rockssssssss! ;D ouh, seriously smart gila lah the way she played :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: i love anything acoustic and seriously, guitar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8662484708054237817?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8662484708054237817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8662484708054237817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8662484708054237817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8662484708054237817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/orianthi-according-to-you.html' title='Orianthi - &quot; According To You &quot;'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4628212076765949081</id><published>2010-04-27T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:25:03.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Heart'/><title type='text'>i wanna be HIRO NAKAMURA!</title><content type='html'>aahh, seriously, at this period of time, i wish i am hiro nakamura. he possesses the ability of space-time manipulation. i wish i wish i can teleport and travel through time. life is full of surprises. i do love surprises but i do hate it sometimes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Uncertainty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Fray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps: i hate this feeling :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4628212076765949081?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4628212076765949081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4628212076765949081' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4628212076765949081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4628212076765949081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wanna-be-hiro-nakamura.html' title='i wanna be HIRO NAKAMURA!'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-697836042243707593</id><published>2010-04-23T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:02:06.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>gembeng..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-697836042243707593?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/697836042243707593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=697836042243707593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/697836042243707593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/697836042243707593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/gembeng.html' title='gembeng..'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1041303063825074393</id><published>2010-04-22T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:37:09.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gelora dalam hati you tuh sama dengan hati i. that was how it sounded.sort of.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg! hahahahaha :D this is unbelievable. people actually said that? uhhhh, jiwang jiwang! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-1041303063825074393?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/1041303063825074393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=1041303063825074393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1041303063825074393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/1041303063825074393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/gelora-dalam-hati-you-tuh-sama-dengan.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-6493047637291099604</id><published>2010-04-22T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:20:19.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>kejam and poyo. :P</title><content type='html'>seriously, the reason why i am abandoning my friendster is simply because there are bunch of people whom i do not know. yes, perfect strangers for me and i don't know why i actually approved them earlier. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am an active facebook'er [kids, there is no such word as facebook'er, ok?]. since i learnt from what happened to my friendster, i ignored those 'stranger' friend request in my facebook. i think it is more than 50+ already with few exceptions. but the thing is i easily forget. seriously, i have problems to recall people and also their names. i, couple of times ignored friend requests from my primary school's friends. and they added again. and finally, i added them back because they were my friends before. jahat kan? and malu jgak. macam org sombong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i do give exception especially those who are serious to be friend. like people who read my blog and send me personal message in facebook and wanted to be friends. i appreciated these people. really. cuz, i know there really wanna make friends [and i did that once before :D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please and please. do not add me/anyone that you do not know. really. i will ignore you. unless, you give me message or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to all my old friends, sorry if i ignore your request earlier. haih. shame on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: reminder to everyone, i dont simply ignore. but i did check on mutual friends, schools etc. cuz you know, like i said, i easily forget. damn damn! not good. not good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-6493047637291099604?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/6493047637291099604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=6493047637291099604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6493047637291099604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/6493047637291099604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/kejam.html' title='kejam and poyo. :P'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-538865417350483448</id><published>2010-04-21T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T02:47:10.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Family'/><title type='text'>munchkins. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/S832g7IH0tI/AAAAAAAAAkA/jfXLODN16_0/s1600/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/S832g7IH0tI/AAAAAAAAAkA/jfXLODN16_0/s320/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462292968558285522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rindu :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-538865417350483448?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/538865417350483448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=538865417350483448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/538865417350483448'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it is annoying.'/><title type='text'>3 posts in a day. heh.</title><content type='html'>i just checked my result. it isnt complete yet. but, alhamdulillah :D so far so good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i get annoyed of people who writes or spells their words or sentences as if &lt;i&gt;diorang budak kecik2 yang comel.&lt;/i&gt; you know?&lt;i&gt; tulis macam budak pelat.&lt;/i&gt; this is the one thing that i dont get and yes, it is freaking annoying. &lt;i&gt;kalau sikit2 bolehlah diterima akal kadang kadang nak mengada kan.&lt;/i&gt; but, if it is too much. duh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it took me couple of times to read so that i could understand. and i still can accept if it is still in primary or secondary school. &lt;i&gt;biasalah, budak2. [eceh, mcm dah besar sangat kan]&lt;/i&gt;.but if you're at my age, well well? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5295091052257308726?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5295091052257308726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5295091052257308726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5295091052257308726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5295091052257308726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-posts-in-day-heh.html' title='3 posts in a day. heh.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8069800392391733219</id><published>2010-04-20T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:24:33.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issue'/><title type='text'>global warming</title><content type='html'>global warming is an issue that should be tackled from grass root level. i used to present about global warming during Ethics, Fiqh for everyday life's class. It was an university required subject. and the last time i debated was about Copenhagen Climate Change Conference. ok, it was long long long ago. Copenhagen Climate Change Conference was almost similar to Kyoto Protocol. It was a conference held by leaders around the world to discuss about global warming. The difference was only that president of US and president of China participated in the Copenhagen. The similarity was that both failed to find solutions to global warming.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like mentioned, global warming is an issue that should be addressed from grass root level. It is not simply you cut 70% of your country's production to reduce the effects. and seriously, how you want to cut it in the first place when you are suffering from economic recession [credit crunch etc]. Grass root level here means from basic. For example, the habit of switching of computer instead of putting it into standby mode, the use of reusable bags for shopping etc. These small things are the reason for what happened today. Natural disasters that resulted from us. [and me *sigh*]. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is scary you know. especially when you read about the melting of glaziers in himalaya and its effects, the north and south pole, the sudden rain in jedda [or was it mecca?] and the fact that we in Malaysia is also suffering due to global warming. Well, blame ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;panas woooo. especially when you're in kuantan. my god! it feels like you are burning inside. tho you put your fan on the full blast. but it is seriously hotttt! but, now i am in johore, alhamdulillah, it rains once in a while compared to kuantan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8069800392391733219?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8069800392391733219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8069800392391733219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8069800392391733219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8069800392391733219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/global-warming.html' title='global warming'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-954975340232331554</id><published>2010-04-20T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:50:11.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>new layout.</title><content type='html'>hei hei hei. i've changed my blog layout :D i think it is like a tradition for me that i've changed my blog layout during semester break. simply because i dont have much things to do at home and i am too lazy to seek for a job. really. friends around will talk about the works they want to do during hols, as for me, i prefer H.O.M.E :D at least, this is the last holiday that i will be enjoying. next year, i have no more bebeh. since practical will begin next year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. take care. see you around. toodles :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-954975340232331554?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/954975340232331554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-4144906984767240804</id><published>2010-04-02T03:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T03:08:00.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>goodluck peeps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe someone should slap me and make me realize that i'm gonna lose it all one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; someday. someday. and i just realized that i am so pathetic. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry guys for there is no update. friends kept asking why there is no update. but, seriously. i tried my best to dig my brain or even heart, to write something. but, nada. nothing. nil. zero. i did blog anyway at my private blog. but, surely that will be boring for you guys to read :D will try to update soon right after i finish all my papers. wish me luck :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-4144906984767240804?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/4144906984767240804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=4144906984767240804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4144906984767240804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/4144906984767240804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodluck-peeps.html' title='goodluck peeps!'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5110686539064856259</id><published>2010-03-18T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:43:34.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribblings'/><title type='text'>mood swings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mood swings. blame PMS. i think so :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i think there are number of people who got the hits. haish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;let me tell you about friends. and i am not a good friend too! don't take them for granted. don't come and go as you wish. don't come to your friend only when they are the last choice that you have. appreciate your friends. you know why? cuz they will always be there for you when you need them. and thank you for those that always around and i am sorry for sometimes, i am forgetful of how important you are to me. ish3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;seriously, i don't really know what i feel these days. trying hard to control everything before i'm breaking. and trying hard to stay positive. wiiiiiiiiii :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5110686539064856259?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/5110686539064856259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=5110686539064856259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5110686539064856259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/5110686539064856259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/03/mood-swings.html' title='mood swings.'/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-5314027602195858292</id><published>2010-03-17T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T01:08:23.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the best i can do, or i prefer to do :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: i miss my munchkins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-5314027602195858292?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-8828303602586627416</id><published>2010-03-08T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:38:51.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have deleted almost half of the messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the messages which stayed in my inbox for almost a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sengal? i know. girls do that. very often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have decided to stop hoping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;full stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2574809241556388118-8828303602586627416?l=izzahismail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/feeds/8828303602586627416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2574809241556388118&amp;postID=8828303602586627416' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8828303602586627416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2574809241556388118/posts/default/8828303602586627416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzahismail.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-deleted-almost-half-of-messages.html' title=''/><author><name>izzahismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10490151479084781145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w7J-v5-hko0/SE-4Nb9FYXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AN57cfX_nL8/S220/P5240348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2574809241556388118.post-1186007195374012526</id><published>2010-02-25T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T02:29:51.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the all ears : &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://izziescribbles.blogspot.com/"&gt;hold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s: writing always makes you feel better, kan? 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