<?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-8238285207707604576</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:42:49.194+08:00</updated><category term='gurlfrenz'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='3rd species'/><category term='malay'/><category term='batuk jap'/><category term='useful'/><category term='time-machine'/><category term='likes'/><category term='kelakar ke?'/><category term='dag-dug-dag-dug'/><category term='experience'/><category term='confession'/><category term='event'/><category term='mE'/><category term='hmmm...'/><category term='happy'/><category term='self-reflection'/><category term='issue'/><category term='N.O.W'/><category term='W'/><category term='s****'/><category term='wordless'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>And the journey continues...</title><subtitle type='html'>Smile...and the whole world will smile with You...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3055236614085328850</id><published>2012-02-06T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T22:44:46.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&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;I thought that I could update my blog yesterday, but unfortunately I was stuck with the parents' checklists. Blergh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In this post, I'm gonna talk about Love, love and looooove... (biar sampai korang muak dengan cinta...muahahaha)&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;So, before I proceed with my rumbles and jumbles of words, let me state two situations for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST:&lt;/b&gt; There is this one man who really really adore an artist. He did not tell the artist. All he did was praising him, write beautiful poems for him, did not buy his original albums, but instead download it illegally and did not attend his concerts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECOND: &lt;/b&gt;Another man who loves the artist. He approach the artist, telling him about his admiration, dress like the artist, talk like the artist, walk like the artist, act like the artist &amp;amp; people almost thought that he IS the artist!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUESTION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From these two different, yet similar situation, which one&amp;nbsp;portrays&amp;nbsp;the TRUE admiration or love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some may answer the first one. Some may choose the second one. Whatever the choice that you make, let me tell you this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;TRUE love ACT, not speak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;TRUE love DO, not talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You may said many many many, thousands, billions and&amp;nbsp;gazillions of words to express your love.... but if your action do not goes along with your sayings, well, it is &lt;strike&gt;EPIC&lt;/strike&gt; fail.&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;So pause, think &amp;amp; ACT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a reminder for myself too. Thank you for dropping by ^^.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May Allah bless you always.&amp;nbsp;&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/8238285207707604576-3055236614085328850?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3055236614085328850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3055236614085328850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3055236614085328850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3055236614085328850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-love.html' title='For The Love'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1031545335748262882</id><published>2012-02-03T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T23:06:30.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BS8_M8Uwxhs/TyvsqiBd7CI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dMzcIyfCKHE/s1600/IMG_1872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BS8_M8Uwxhs/TyvsqiBd7CI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dMzcIyfCKHE/s400/IMG_1872.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My NePHEWs &amp;amp; niece ^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Children.... Just by mentioning that word, the faces of sweet, innocent and cheeky of boys &amp;amp; girls will start to appear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened at school today. As usual, the afternoon session started at 12pm. I greeted the children with smile on my face &amp;amp; cheerful voice. I was instructed to check the children's hands &amp;amp; feet ( as a prevention of HFMD ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was checking the children &amp;amp; some of them were still&amp;nbsp;queuing&amp;nbsp;for their turn, a girl, aged 3 years old, who is always with me, came to me &amp;amp; stood besides me. I asked her to queue up, but she insisted. 5 minutes after that, I realized that she looked different. I keep talking to her (though she just looked at me, without any answer). Then suddenly.... *blueeeek* she VOMITTED!!!! It came out pouring &amp;amp; some of it stained MY clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked &amp;amp; quickly brought her to the toilet. While cleaning my clothes, I talked to her again. When I was about to vent my anger on her, suddenly something strikes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many mistakes a child did, they are innocent than YOU are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus tak jadi nak marah. Instead, I looked at her, hugged and gave her a kiss. Kesian dia kaaaan... coz she want to express her feelings &amp;amp; try to let it out. She just do not know how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again. Children...They are just like angels on this earth. Subhanallah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-1031545335748262882?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1031545335748262882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1031545335748262882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1031545335748262882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1031545335748262882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2012/02/children-of-heaven.html' title='Children of heaven'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BS8_M8Uwxhs/TyvsqiBd7CI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dMzcIyfCKHE/s72-c/IMG_1872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7880417834039928</id><published>2012-02-01T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T23:14:16.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&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;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56lVt6kBzKk/TylLcszwaSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/akYr3nigRhI/s1600/IMG_0027.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56lVt6kBzKk/TylLcszwaSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/akYr3nigRhI/s320/IMG_0027.PNG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not destroy it&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fadiah is in the mood to update her blog! wohooooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, first of all, Praise be to Allah for all the non-stop blessings, whether it is good or bad, in the end, it is for your OWN good. True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am soooo sad after the break up. Therefore this entry will gonna be a sad entry. NAAAAAH~ it is not gonna be the 'ala-la-la sayang intan payung' kinda sad. But it is gonna be a good one. Trust me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here goes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am in the PBS period right now (FYI, it stands for Post Break-up Syndrome). So there might be times when suddenly I will feel sadness all around me. It sounds crazy &amp;amp; sometimes I do feel crazy. But then, I will realize that I learn to cope with myself even better after all the incidents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O ALLAH, please grant me strength. I am strong. I am strong. I am strong. (This is my regular chant for these past few days.) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But deep deep down inside, I feel sooooooooooooooooooooooo sad. Thinking of the ungrateful me, who is always forget about the blessings which surround herself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Allah, My families, my friends, the Quran, the state of being healthy &amp;amp; alive ----&amp;gt; all those blessings. Are irreplaceble.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The possibility which kept me thinking about it is because he left without meeting me &amp;amp; explain everything FACE TO FACE. If in a harsh language, people would say "Macam jantan pengecut... Dah bagi harapan, pastu buat mcm gini. Pfffftttt..." After all the future plans, the promises, bla bla bla...and yes, TALK IS CHEAP. Until you DO it, then it will cost more than what money can buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever it is, everything happened for a reason. It would be a lie if I say that I do not assume. I DO assumed, but in the end, I know that only Allah knows the REAL reason.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He did says that he didnt have the feeling for me. He cant be in loved or to be loved. and We are not meant to be together. Oh yeah, bila baca dengan akal yang rasional, fadiah rasa nak ketawa pun ada. If he says about this lovey-dovey thing, I also wanna say that I also do not love him at first. I just want to get to know him. Though, Fadiah contact dia hari-hari, it doesnt mean that I am in love with him. The feelings DEVELOP along the way. And yes it does. But when it just STARTED to develop, he make this decision. Oh well, what else can I say? He made up his mind already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And if someone would ask me, do I forgive him? Of course I do. Who am I not to forgive him? I also make mistakes and full of weaknesses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sabar. Pasrah. Redha. Dan yang sewaktu dengannya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sabar terkadang hanya perlu seminit dua, terkadang berbulan, dan terkadang hingga kamu mati, perlu terus bersabar..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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;&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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7880417834039928?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7880417834039928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7880417834039928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7880417834039928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7880417834039928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2012/02/pbs.html' title='PBS'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56lVt6kBzKk/TylLcszwaSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/akYr3nigRhI/s72-c/IMG_0027.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3712497613907135427</id><published>2012-01-31T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:27:41.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternally</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything had ended yesterday. I felt very very sad in the beginning. But now, I feel relief and very thankful. Alhmdulillah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a good lesson for me. And new experience too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time jumpa parents org. First time pegi dating or whatever. &amp; whatever it is, just look at the brighter side of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, fadiah Malas nak pikir the real reason for his decision. Tapi tak dapat dinafikan, ada terpikir jugak. Mcm dia ada perempuan lain, or sbb fadiah ni terlalu mengongkong. Then when I shared it with my sis, she said that mayb his parents was the one who are not sure about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever it is, it had happened. Fadiah maseh tetap tak faham &amp; tanak tahu. Biarlah ia menjadi rahsia Allah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I did my istikharah. And I am confident that it is the answer for the istikharah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhmdulillah for all the blessings. Praise be to Allah, cause only Him, where true happiness lies. And I am on my way there. Kheir insyaAllah ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-3712497613907135427?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3712497613907135427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3712497613907135427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3712497613907135427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3712497613907135427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2012/01/eternally.html' title='Eternally'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7464884642998170387</id><published>2012-01-10T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:35:13.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20.12 ^^</title><content type='html'>Ahlan Wa Sahlan....Welcome 2012 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oK, I know that it has been a few weeks since the 1st January....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very very busy with my LIFE &amp;amp; did not have time to update it in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, most of my stories, I shared it with my one &amp;amp; only beloved diary. hehehe. So dont bother to read this blog as it will be abandon soon. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done! May Allah bless all of us...Ameen ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7464884642998170387?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7464884642998170387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7464884642998170387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7464884642998170387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7464884642998170387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='20.12 ^^'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1265814248676771885</id><published>2011-12-19T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T12:59:22.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre - Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFsXN8Hp08w/Tu9PbVc2HwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/NJmqtld09xE/s1600/IMG_2766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFsXN8Hp08w/Tu9PbVc2HwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/NJmqtld09xE/s320/IMG_2766.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will never walk alone...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was beyond my expectation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did not expect to know him. It was like a miracle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last month, when everything seems dark and fall apart, suddenly there is a light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here the story goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of my colleagues asked me if I would like to get to know with one of her friends... She wanted to introduce me to him. Then I said that I don't mind. Just ask him to make the first step.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then several days after that, I received a friend request on FB. It was a guy. I approved him. The next day, he messaged me. After some conversation, we exchanged our numbers. So that is the beginning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Few weeks after our conversation over the phone, he would like to meet me face to face. I was hesitated at first. But then, I just go with what my heart tells me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We met @ Tampines, right after my work. We went for a dinner &amp;amp; he walked me home. IT WAS THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE THAT A GUY WALKED ME HOME!!! (ada sikit bunga-bunga di hati ni, tapi baru sikit ajerrr)&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;So, that was the first time we met. Didnt feel so awkward, yet it was awesome. Totally.&amp;nbsp;&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;Followed by that, we initiated a second meeting. It was on Wednesday (several weeks after the first one), after his work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went for a walk @ the town, lunch at Cineleisure. While having our late lunch, he popped up some questions regarding our future. It was a short &amp;amp; nice meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, he is going to meet my parents. I am happy, yet not too happy. in other words, I am grateful. Truly grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many sins, and yet the blessings are still pouring non stop. Alhamdulillah :,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah make it easier for us. For every one of us. Ameen. &amp;nbsp; &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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/8238285207707604576-1265814248676771885?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1265814248676771885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1265814248676771885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1265814248676771885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1265814248676771885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/12/pre-meeting.html' title='Pre - Meeting'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFsXN8Hp08w/Tu9PbVc2HwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/NJmqtld09xE/s72-c/IMG_2766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8661167080654261383</id><published>2011-12-09T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:29:15.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December: My precious month</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YvbB0m7bv4/TuF7BnqyEZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2VebJJ3i8A8/s1600/IMG_0026.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YvbB0m7bv4/TuF7BnqyEZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2VebJJ3i8A8/s320/IMG_0026.PNG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The colours in my Life ^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is here again. Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have any holiday for this month, but I am glad that I could make it. All praises to the Creator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just a special month for me. Besides than it is my birthday month, it is also a month of reunite with my family. I have missed loads of family activities, and rite now, I am going to grab the oppotunities that have been given. And yeah, I am going to resign from Cordova and will be continuing in HANIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, U did not see a wrong thing. It is Hanis. I will be joining the team again. For the SECOND time. upon a REQUEST from my friends. And I am going to go for the Diploma in Early Childhood. Which means, I have to resume my studies. Weeeeeeeeeee~ I cant wait to have my student life. Though it is a different one. coz I have to work + study = WOAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a tough. But I am going to try. NO harm in trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-8661167080654261383?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8661167080654261383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8661167080654261383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8661167080654261383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8661167080654261383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-my-precious-month.html' title='December: My precious month'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YvbB0m7bv4/TuF7BnqyEZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2VebJJ3i8A8/s72-c/IMG_0026.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1833129655513442945</id><published>2011-12-02T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:29:12.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things we often forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, all praises be to Allah for all the blessings that have been pouring non stop, from the day we are born in this world, until now, the day we still standing on this earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;The oxygen that we breathe, the foods that we ate, the money that we have, those people that who we loved and who loves us too, the problems that we faced etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;All these are the littlest things that we overlooked and sometimes took it for granted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;This post is just a little reminder, for myself especially, to always appreciate and cherish those people and blessings that were blessed upon us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you, Allah...Thank you, thank you, thank YOU ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-1833129655513442945?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1833129655513442945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1833129655513442945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1833129655513442945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1833129655513442945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-we-often-forget.html' title='Things we often forget...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2106154395004653185</id><published>2011-11-20T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:52:55.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maju terus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFW9VcV5Oik/TsjbWhN0DeI/AAAAAAAAAVg/vx5MHkA3Rf4/s1600/IMG_3375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFW9VcV5Oik/TsjbWhN0DeI/AAAAAAAAAVg/vx5MHkA3Rf4/s320/IMG_3375.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Masa tidak akan menunggu sesiapa...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila ada sesuatu perkara yang di luar jangkaan kita berlaku, terasa hidup seperti terhenti seketika. Tetapi saya salah. Ia tidak berhenti, cuma ia dibazirkan. Ia terus berjalan dan berlalu meninggalkan kita. Dan apa yang saya dapat? Tidak ada apa-apa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, diri ini berfikir sejenak.... Mencari sesuatu yang hilang dari diri. Bukan orang yang hilang. Tetapi semangat &amp;amp; keimanan yang berkurangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, sekarang baru saya sedar. Dan saya tidak mahu membazirkannya lagi. Saya ingin mencapai sebanyak yang mungkin kerana saya telah banyak membazir. Dan sesungguhnya orang yang suka membazir itu adalah kawan Syaitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-2106154395004653185?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2106154395004653185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2106154395004653185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2106154395004653185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2106154395004653185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/11/maju-terus.html' title='Maju terus...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFW9VcV5Oik/TsjbWhN0DeI/AAAAAAAAAVg/vx5MHkA3Rf4/s72-c/IMG_3375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3223343319238645126</id><published>2011-11-09T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:57:40.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>في الآخر...</title><content type='html'>Bersyukur. Sedih. Lega. Kecewa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these feelings are inside me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to let it all go. So that I will not be thinking about it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mistakes:&lt;br /&gt;- I let she trust me.&lt;br /&gt;- I never verify it with him.&lt;br /&gt;- I broke the promise.&lt;br /&gt;- I pretend to be ok when it is not. &lt;br /&gt;- I keep it inside &amp; do not let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, It's over. Its the end. All the dramas. All the lies. I've hurt so much till it became numb. I learnt a lot from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only human. For Allah's sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say. It's done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...حسبنا الله ونعم الوكيل وتوكلنا على الله&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-3223343319238645126?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3223343319238645126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3223343319238645126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3223343319238645126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3223343319238645126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='في الآخر...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5981567211920549026</id><published>2011-11-07T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:45:13.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berpasang-pasangan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CRA1EEphFkE/TrfZLz6_YoI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iNoEJ-L6lsk/s1600/IMG_8626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CRA1EEphFkE/TrfZLz6_YoI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iNoEJ-L6lsk/s320/IMG_8626.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sepasang. Sama, tapi lain. ^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti gambar yang tertera di atas, kita juga begitu. Di ciptakan berpasang-pasangan. Allah telah sediakan pasangan bagi setiap individu. Tugas kita hanya perlu berusaha untuk bertemu dengan pasangan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bila nak kawen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dah ada calon ke belum?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang tipu kalau Fadiah katakan yang Fadiah tidak mahu kawen. Semua orang ada keinginan untuk berkahwin. Semua orang ada keinginan untuk hidup dengan pasangan masing-masing. Kerana kita semua manusia. Keinginan itu adalah fitrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi Fadiah sering terlupa. Bahawa fitrah itu harus dikembalikan kepada ALLAH. Harus berlandaskan cara-cara yang ALLAH telah tetapkan. Bukan dengan cara yang Fadiah RASA BETOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang ni, Fadiah kembalikan pada Pencipta fitrah itu. Kerana hanya DIA yang berkuasa di atas segala-galanya. Kita hanya sekadar hamba yang hanya mampu untuk berusaha &amp;amp; berusaha. Fadiah berusaha, walaupun kadang orang kata yang Fadiah tak berusaha. Cuma Fadiah rasa tak perlu lah Fadiah katakan apa yang Fadiah telah usahakan. Biar Allah saja yang tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, hati semakin tenang setelah kita meletakkan segala-galanya pada tempat yang sepatutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keadaan dengan kawan-kawan &amp;amp; di tempat kerja juga telah kembali seperti biasa. Semuanya baik-baik saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kita minta sedikit, Allah berikan banyak. Maha Suci Engkau, Wahai Penciptaku :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-5981567211920549026?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5981567211920549026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5981567211920549026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5981567211920549026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5981567211920549026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/11/berpasang-pasangan.html' title='Berpasang-pasangan.'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CRA1EEphFkE/TrfZLz6_YoI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iNoEJ-L6lsk/s72-c/IMG_8626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6796367589179567487</id><published>2011-10-27T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T23:09:20.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes...</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti yang tertera pada tajuk entri kali ini, Fadiah ingin membuat sedikit refleksi diri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah baru sedar selama ini Fadiah terlalu banyak membuat kesalahan sehingga kadang-kadang tu rasa macam dah takde harapan lagi nak hidup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi Allah itu Maha Pengasih, lagi Maha Penyayang.... DIA tetap bagi Fadiah peluang untuk bertaubat dan membasuh segala dosa-dosa yang ada... Dan Fadiah tahu, walau macam mana baik sekali pun, kita tetap manusia... yang penuh dengan dosa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah Fadiah buat keputusan yang tidak disangka-sangka, memang seriously Fadiah sedih... For about a week, Fadiah sedih sangat-sangat.... Senang sangat airmata ni keluar tengok bumi... Everytime solat, mesti aje nak basah... Kadang marah dengan diri sebab sedih sangat.... Tapi bila fikir semula, perasaan itu pemberian Allah, jadi kena bersyukur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, Fadiah terasa yang sebenarnya semuanya berpunca dari diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, diri saya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerana saya tidak berterus terang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pendam. Sehinggakan bila disakiti, Fadiah dah rasa lali. Dan bila Fadiah buat keputusan untuk lepaskan dia, Fadiah rasa yang Fadiah ni bagos sgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah apa yang bagos sgt pun tak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal, bagi dia, takde apa-apa. Fadiah yang sedih sorang-sorang, gembira sorang-sorang....hatta, lepaskan pun sorang-sorang. Tapi bila fadiah minta dia lepaskan untuk kali kedua, Fadiah RASA dia tahu yang Fadiah serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhatikan perkataan RASA tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of this friendship is based on 'Rasa'. sebabnya...komunikasi yang tidak berkesan. Fadiah ni bukan jenis kawan yang baik. Really. sebabnya Fadiah tak suke nak menegur orang. Bila orang tu dah rapat sangat-sangat dengan fadiah, fadiah akan jadi jenis 'tak-kuasa-nak-cakap'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are my MISTAKEs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan yang baik akan saling tegur-menegur. Kawan yang baik akan saling nasihat &amp;amp; ingat-mengingatkan. Kawan yang baik akan berbual dari hati ke hati. Yang paling penting, kawan yang baik itu saling DOA-MENDOAKAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah dah belajar dari kesilapan. Kalau ditakdirkan bertemu semula, Fadiah nak jadi kawan yang baik. Sesungguhnya dia memang seorang kawan yang baik. Really. It is me, who is wronged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah nak pergi jauh-jauh dari dia untuk perbaiki diri ini. Sungguh diri ini perlu belajar banyak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya Allah, jaga lah orang-orang yang aku sayang. Rahmati &amp;amp; kasihanilah mereka. Jikalau ditakdirkan aku tidak dapat bertemu dengan mereka di dunia, pertemukanlah kami di syurga-Mu. Ameen ya Rabb..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau NAK yang baik, kena JADI baik dahulu ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-6796367589179567487?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6796367589179567487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6796367589179567487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6796367589179567487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6796367589179567487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/10/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3613810116911311426</id><published>2011-10-20T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T00:45:36.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write. Tulis. كتب</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa macam dah lama tak belog dalam bahasa Melayu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semakin hari, semakin malas rasa nak belog... Encik Diari pun dah merajuk dengan saya. Kali terakhir menulis dalam diary ialah dalam bulan Mei ( kalau tak silap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang ni, kemalasan tahap gunung Everest harus dihapuskan.... Ibarat menghapuskan kotoran kerana masakan hangus yang melekat di periuk... Berus, berus, berus... lama-lama hilang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entri kali ni Fadiah nak mengemaskini sedikit tentang keadaan diri Fadiah sekarang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah maseh mengajar di Cordova. Dan insyaAllah sehingga hujung tahun ini, bermakna pada bulan Disember nanti, Fadiah akan berenti &amp;amp; bertukar ke tempat kerja yang baru. Fadiah ada dapat tawaran dari MCYS ( nama singkat bagi Ministry of Community, Youth and Sports). Jawatan belum tahu sebagai apa. Apa yang Fadiah tahu, mereka suruh Fadiah contact dalam bulan November nanti. So Fadiah akan contact. Dan kalau ada rezeki, insyaAllah tak ke mana....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tentang Cordova, takde banyak nak cakap. Semuanya ok...terutama sekali orang2 yang sepejabat. Memang best sgt2. Kebanyakan susasana kat cordova tu sikit lebih kurang sama macam zaman di Maahad dahulu. Subhanallah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ye, sekarang ni Fadiah dah sedar tentang sesuatu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah sedar yang selama ni Fadiah bertepuk sebelah tangan. Tadi pagi, Fadiah buat confession. Fadiah bilang seseorang yang Fadiah suke dia. Tapi dia tak bagi respon apa-apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... takpe la. Memang Fadiah tak mengharapkan apa-apa. Seriously. Fadiah cakap tu pun sekadar nak melepaskan apa yang tersirat di hati. Dan Alhamdulillah, apa yang ada di hati ni dah berkurangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah sedar akan kelemahan diri ni. Memang sedar sangat-sangat. Ibarat hidung tak mancong, pipi tersorong-sorong. itu lah Fadiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah lupa yang Fadiah pernah berjanji yang Fadiah cuma nak fokus untuk dapatkan redha Allah. Tapi kadang tu selalu kalah dengan nafsu. Fadiah terlalu ikotkan nafsu, sehingga apa yang dilarang oleh Allah, Fadiah sanggup buat. Kerana sayang punya pasal. Astaghfirullah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah memang bukan jenis yang senang nak share dengan orang. Hatta, keluarga &amp;amp; kawan rapat sendiri pun jarang share. So apa yang Fadiah buat, hanya ALLAH, Fadiah &amp;amp; orang tu aje yang tahu. It is a very very very very complicated thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah tak nak buka aib orang. Sebab kalau kita buka aib orang, tanpa kita sedari, kita juga akan buka aib diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah pun memang jenis yang tak suka nak berdo'a di dalam alam maya ni. Maksudnya, kalau nak luahkan rasa menyesal, luahkan sikit2. tak nak jadi macam sesetengah orang, di mana kalau mereka luahkan kekesalan + taubat, dengan penuh kesungguhan. Yang peliknya, mereka buat di alam maya. Bukan ke kita hanya di suruh buat begitu ketika berada di HADAPAN / DENGAN Tuhan sahaja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...masing-masing la ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa-apa pun, diri Fadiah ini maseh penuh dengan kelemahan &amp;amp; kekurangan. Tidak ada apa yang perlu dibanggakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya Allah Maha Mengetahui :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-3613810116911311426?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3613810116911311426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3613810116911311426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3613810116911311426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3613810116911311426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/10/write-tulis.html' title='Write. Tulis. كتب'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4388586372171960642</id><published>2011-10-18T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:44:41.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try Again</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry will be about W. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to let him go. I've deleted his number. Tell him to forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just when i was about to think that i have succeed, he came back. He texted me after 2 weeks of silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did all these not because I hate him. I don't even have a slice of hatred towards him. It is just that i want to keep my promise. The promise which I did with myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to myself that I will not be close to him when I know that he already has someone special. and I do not want to break the promise. I want to be sincere with myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, there is still one thing which I haven't try yet... That is to ignore him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, mayb I should try that too...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-4388586372171960642?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4388586372171960642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4388586372171960642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4388586372171960642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4388586372171960642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/10/try-again.html' title='Try Again'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2705206488925993120</id><published>2011-09-26T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T13:51:15.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be. Grateful</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of blessings. When we feel sad, there is always be someone who  will try to cheer you up. Alhmdulillah~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear friend for making me smile &amp; be there for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, there is only ONE goal in my life, that is to seek Allah's blessings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to be the old me, who is always talk about W and way too concern about him. The story about him is so yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, if he need any help or opinion, I am willing to help. But that's it. Nothing more. Nothing less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been such a grrrreat friend and I pray to Allah to give him blessings and happiness in this life as well as the hereafter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will end this entry with a good reminder for myself especially: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all travelers in this world. Therefore travel wisely so u will reach you destination safely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah knows the best ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-2705206488925993120?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2705206488925993120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2705206488925993120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2705206488925993120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2705206488925993120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-grateful.html' title='Be. Grateful'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6022307151524117616</id><published>2011-09-19T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T14:06:31.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey, indeed. You may not  get the things that you need NOW, but you will get it along the way somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And along this journey, I have learnt to be strong on the outside. Yes, it is just the outside. Cause my inner self is just for me to know. I may show or express it sometimes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think that I've had enough. I don't want him anymore. I don't want to get involve with any of their stories. And I knew that she does really want him. Really really want, to the extreme, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let them be. I have try to help and did my part. The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me anything. I don't wanna know. Thank you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-6022307151524117616?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6022307151524117616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6022307151524117616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6022307151524117616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6022307151524117616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/09/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4126326231453855</id><published>2011-09-17T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:43:15.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinion</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my old friend invited me to have dinner with her. So I agreed to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the dinner, I asked her: what if I be close with someone who already have a special person? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said: "Well if it was me, I wouldn't be close to that guy anymore. Coz I could understand how the special girl would feel. Cause that is the principle in my life. I do not want to do bad coz I do not want others to do it to me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda disagree with her. Oh well, that is her opinion after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does not understand my situation, therefore she can say whatever she wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I will continue to contact with him ONLY if he contact me first. If not, then I will shall proceed with my own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to hurt anybody. Sincerely, I am too tired of all these. So just keep swimming... Just keep swimming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-4126326231453855?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4126326231453855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4126326231453855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4126326231453855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4126326231453855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/09/opinion.html' title='Opinion'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7035817826624219117</id><published>2011-09-16T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:09:58.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is full of surprises, indeed..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I received a text message:&lt;br /&gt;"fadiaaaah... Ko free? Jom jalan2... Hehehe" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we met, have a chat. It was my wonderful night ever. Thank u, W ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7035817826624219117?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7035817826624219117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7035817826624219117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7035817826624219117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7035817826624219117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/09/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8040911418711664416</id><published>2011-08-12T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T13:36:21.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sekadar sedikit luahan tanpa suara... Enjoyzzzz....&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;Sepi itu datang lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Menyapaku sendirian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kali ini ia datang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Membawa kenangan-kenangan lama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sepi berbicara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Menyuruhku kembali pada zaman itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Duduk terdiam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Melihat kenangan-kenangan itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Diri bertanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ada apa dengan kenangan itu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sepi berkata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kerana padanya tersembunyi pengajaran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kerana padanya tercipta persahabatan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kerana padanya terselit keikhlasan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Diri berkata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi bukankah kita di suruh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Untuk melupakan kenangan itu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kita di suruh untuk pandang ke hadapan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan bukan ke belakang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sepi berkata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ya, tidak salah katamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi memandang ke belakang juga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dapat mengajar kita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Untuk lebih berhati-hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan jangan berputus asa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sepi menyambung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Diri ini juga tercipta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bukan sekadar untuk masa hadapan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi diri turut membawa bersama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kenangan-kenangan silam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kerana itu diri akan di persoalkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ketika pertemuan dengan Tuhan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Diri mengakui kebenaran sepi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ternyata kedatangannya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Membawa rahmat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan ketenangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Terima kasih, sepi &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;&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;&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/8238285207707604576-8040911418711664416?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8040911418711664416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8040911418711664416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8040911418711664416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8040911418711664416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/08/sepi.html' title='Sepi'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7826459296987801203</id><published>2011-08-11T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:46:54.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta &amp; Sayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fadiah jarang menulis tentang cinta &amp;amp; sayang. Bukan bermakna Fadiah tidak merasainya. Tetapi ia dirasai setiap hari.  &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;Pada setiap hembusan nafas, pada setiap degupan jantung, pada setiap pandangan mata, pada setiap nikmat yang dihadiahkan, pada setiap peluang yang diberikan = &lt;b&gt;Tanda cinta dari Pencipta. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pada segala perhatian, pada segala nasihat yang diberikan, pada setiap keperluan dari segi pakaian dan material yang disediakan, pada setiap waktu yang diluangkan bersama, pada setiap leteran yang diluahkan, pada setiap doa yang dipanjatkan = &lt;b&gt;Tanda cinta dari ibu dan ayah.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pada setiap pertanyaan "Fadiah sehat?", pada setiap senyuman dan tawa, pada setiap nasihat yang dikongsi bersama, pada setiap teguran yang diberikan, pada setiap doa yang dihulurkan, pada setiap masalah yang diluahkan = &lt;b&gt;Tanda cinta dari teman.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kesimpulannya, hidup kita ini sentiasa dipenuhi dengan Cinta. Cuma mungkin kita kurang bersyukur atau tidak puas dengan cinta yang diberikan.  &lt;i&gt;Wallahu'alam.&lt;/i&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;{And remember! your Lord caused to be declared (publicly): "If you are grateful, I will add more (favours) unto you; But if you show ingratitude, truly My punishment is terrible indeed.} ~14:7~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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: right;"&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;&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/8238285207707604576-7826459296987801203?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7826459296987801203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7826459296987801203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7826459296987801203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7826459296987801203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/08/cinta-sayang.html' title='Cinta &amp; Sayang'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4724979145946273637</id><published>2011-08-07T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:55:44.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunia Yang Indah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&lt;/i&gt;&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: left;"&gt;Orang kata, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"This world will appear on HOW we view it from our eyes." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan Fadiah dapati kata-kata itu sedikit sebanyak ada kebenarannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bahkan ianya bukan hanya untuk dunia sahaja, tetapi untuk bagaimana kita melalui kehidupan di dunia ini. Sebab itu lah, Fadiah sedaya-upaya memikirkan hal-hal yang baik sahaja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi di dalam memikirkan hal-hal yang baik sahaja, Fadiah tidak dapat lari dari ujian. Satu persatu ujian Fadiah tempuhi... Kadangkala rasa seperti hendak menyerah, tapi jauh di sudut hati ini, ada suara kecil mengatakan "Teruskan lah walaupun nyawamu sudah sampai ke penghujungnya..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan sempena bulan yang mulia ini, Alhamdulillah, Fadiah di beri kekuatan untuk mengharungi ujian tersebut. Bukan mahu lari dari masalah, tetapi sedang mengatur strategi serta mengumpul semangat supaya boleh berhadapan dengan masalah itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awak mesti tertanya kan... Masalah apakah itu? Besar sangat ke masalah Fadiah ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sebenarnya, masalah ni berpunca dari diri Fadiah sendiri. Diri yang terlalu berkeyakinan hingga ke langit, tetapi apa bila sudah tahu betapa rendahnya langit itu, mula lah turun ke bumi sedikit demi sedikit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alamak....metafora yang diberikan terlalu tinggi la pulak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Baiklah, terus terang Fadiah katakan, masalah ini adalah masalah dengan diri sendiri. Pembaca-pembaca yang setia pasti ingat pada W kaaaaan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bagaimana Fadiah ada hati padanya... betapa Fadiah sayangkan dia... Kadangkala rasakan hanya dia sahaja lah yang faham Fadiah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi dua tahun lepas, sesuatu terjadi. Fadiah dapat tahu dia sudah berpunya. Ye, sekali lagi di ulangi, dia SUDAH BERPUNYA. Walaupun Fadiah tidak dengar dari mulut W sendiri, tapi Fadiah tahu hamba ALLAH yang memberitahu itu tidak berbohong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oleh itu, sekarang ini Fadiah sedang mengumpul kekuatan untuk melepaskan dia. Kali ini, Fadiah tekad. Biarlah dia bahagia dengan pilihan hatinya. Dan memang itu yang Fadiah inginkan untuknya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tentang hati Fadiah ini, tak perlu risau. Kerana terus terang Fadiah katakan bahawa Fadiah memang seorang perempuan yang pemalu. Sukar hendak meluahkan isi hati. Bukan takut, tetapi malu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jadi cukuplah W tahu bahawa Fadiah menghargai tidak lebih dari seorang kawan. Walaupun sebenarnya tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tidak mengapa. Setiap ketentuan ALLAH itu PASTI ada hikmah di sebaliknya. Dan itu, Fadiah PERCAYA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8238285207707604576-4724979145946273637?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4724979145946273637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4724979145946273637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4724979145946273637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4724979145946273637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/08/dunia-yang-indah.html' title='Dunia Yang Indah'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8311728925636491349</id><published>2011-08-03T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:51:46.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Dunia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum WArahmatullahi WAbarakatuh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ye, Fadiah kembali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Di atas permintaan seseorang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fadiah akan kembali meneruskan kata-kata, cerita serta coretan yang tanpa suara ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tapi kali ini ada sedikit kelainan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fadiah akan menggunakan Bahasa Melayu yang sempurna bagi menyampaikan cerita-cerita ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ini adalah hasil dari pembacaan buku Bahasa Melayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fadiah amat cintakan Bahasa Melayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oleh itu, Fadiah tidak mahu kehilangan benda-benda yang Fadiah cintakan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi sekiranya, ada cerita yang menarik dalam Bahasa Inggeris, Fadiah tidak akan menukarkannya walau sedikit pun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- - - - - - - -  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - --  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - --  - - - -- - - -  - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Baiklah, sekarang ini Ramadhan muncul lagi. Oleh itu, Fadiah ingin mengambil kesempatan untuk mengajak bersama-sama lah kita menanam kerajinan untuk melakukan solat Terawih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kerana HANYA pada bulan Ramadhan ini saja, kita akan dapat melakukannya. Kalau pada bulan-bulan lain, hanyalah solat-solat sunat nawafil yang lain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kemalasan harus di lawan, bukan di ikutkan. Oleh itu, sambil berpuasa ini, marilah kita berperang dengan sifat kemalasan yang tertanam pada diri kita. Lakukan segalanya kerana Allah, &lt;i&gt;insyaAllah&lt;/i&gt; akan mendatangkan hasil yang terbaik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fadiah pun kalau sudah malas, memang &lt;i&gt;na'uzubillah&lt;/i&gt;. Ibarat seperti mengharapkan makanan disuapkan ke dalam mulut. Sungguh-sungguh kemalasannya. Jadi, sama-sama kita menuju ke medan perang. Bukan untuk memerangi musuh manusia, tetapi musuh yang ada dalam diri kita sendiri, iaitu Encik Kemalasan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ingat ye, jiwa yang suci datangnya dari akal yang bersih dan keimanan yang mantap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maju terus. &lt;i&gt;Kheir InsyaAllah&lt;/i&gt;! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;&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/8238285207707604576-8311728925636491349?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8311728925636491349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8311728925636491349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8311728925636491349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8311728925636491349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/08/salam-dunia.html' title='Salam Dunia'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5889478484371993204</id><published>2011-03-10T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:23:20.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear readers, this may be my last entry. Therefore, I would like apologize for all those things that I have said before. Some I did mean it, but some I dont (due to the instability of my hormones) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope that all of you will stay healthy always. Do take care &amp;amp; remember me in your prayers. &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;May Allah bless all of us. Ameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-5889478484371993204?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5889478484371993204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5889478484371993204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5889478484371993204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5889478484371993204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/03/goodbye-world.html' title='Goodbye world!'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5503016984552019424</id><published>2011-03-05T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:58:50.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>هذا القلب</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time letak title dalam Bahasa Arab... Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah cuma nak cakap yang Fadiah tengah sedih. Tak tahu la kenapa. Harap doakan ye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-5503016984552019424?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5503016984552019424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5503016984552019424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5503016984552019424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5503016984552019424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='هذا القلب'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2924986985319571519</id><published>2011-03-05T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:44:33.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semua tentang Blog ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum semua~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fadiah ni memang suka membebel. Kadang2 tu yang bermanfaat, tapi kadang2 ntah apa-apa yang merepek-kerepek. Orang yang paling tahan dengan bebelan Fadiah ialah W. Tu pun kadang dia tak kuasa nak layan. Thanks ar beb! heeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Semenjak takde mukaBuku ni, rasa semakin banyak masa kosong yang terluang kat dunia maya ni. Kalau dulu, asal masok internet je, tempat pertama yang disinggah ialah mukaBuku. Dari situ kan, macam2 benda kita boleh buat. Selain dari mencantikkan 'profile page' kita dengan meletakkan segala informasi tentang diri kita, kita juga boleh letakkan gambar2 yang kita nak orang tahu. Then kita boleh &lt;s&gt;kepo-kepo&lt;/s&gt;  concern, pegi tengok profile kawan-kawan kita, profile sedara-mara kita, profile artis-artis yang kita suke, dan tak terkecuali orang-orang yang takde kena-mengena dengan kita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dari situ la, banyak masa yang terbuang, sampaikan kadang-kadang Fadiah rasa: "Eh,cepatnye masa ni berlalu....padahal baru masuk mukaBuku aje..." So sebab tu la blog ni terabai....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kesiankan encik Blog ni...tapi tu dulu la. zaman Jahiliah abad yang ke seribu tahun yang lepas. Sekarang ni, dah zaman nampak cahaya sikit-sikit, so blog ni dah terjaga semula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Selain daripada yang meng'update' blog ini, Fadiah pun suke lompat-lompat blog, atau omputih kata 'blog-hopping'...Haaaaahh, macam gitu la bunyi nyeee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sebab kan, kadang-kadang otak ni ketandusan idea untuk menaip...Fadiah ni tak pandai sangat nak bercerita. True story....tapi kan, bila dah buat lompatan dari blog ke blog, idea tetiba hinggap di bahagian dalam kepala yang bernama otak. heeeee~  dan Fadiah sangat-sangat la suke baca blog-blog yang dari Msia especially...sebab Fadiah perasan orang msia ni pandai bercerita. atau pun mungkin orang-orang s'pore ni selalunya blog dalam bahasa omputih &amp;amp; bahasa omputih kita ni tak sehebat macam orang-orang s'pore lain. huhuhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan lagi satu yang Fadiah perasan, dorang kreatif sangat-sangat &amp;amp; ada banyak masa! Tak macam kita ni, yang senantiasa busy. Dari blog, dorang boleh buat business, boleh jual-beli benda...macam-macam la...Nanti Fadiah nak try jugak macam gitu. Tapi bukan sekarang... Tunggu bila masa Fadiah dah jadi surirumah sepenuh masa ye! heeeeeeeeeee~&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-2924986985319571519?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2924986985319571519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2924986985319571519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2924986985319571519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2924986985319571519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/03/semua-tentang-blog-ini.html' title='Semua tentang Blog ini'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3613515055995851103</id><published>2011-03-04T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:29:39.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Course-Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum wr. wbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sekarang ni Fadiah kat tempat keje, duduk sorang2, tunggu kawan2 sampai...Hari ni tak tahu nape tapi Fadiah rasakan semangat yang terlebih2...hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Semalam ada course WSQ (Work Skill Qualification) kat Wisma. Sampai dalam pukul 1030, course start pukul 11. And obviously that I am early. So duduk2 melepak dgn Ain @ Zuhri. Then bebual2, tetiba dia ajak pegi majlis Haida pada hari Sabtu ni. Dia nak amek dari Cordova. Wuhuuuu~ Hepi la...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, dalam pukul 11, course pun bermula. Kita belajar ttg topic non-verbal communication, ttg teamwork, ttg safety for the early childhood etc... Basically, most of the topic, Fadiah dah penah belajar masa zaman di UIA dulu. Kalau nak cakap ingat 100% tu memang mustahil la kan... &amp;amp; Alhamdulillah dengan adanya course ni, Fadiah dapat 'refresh' semula ilmu2 yang telah ada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan masa course tu, Ustazah Fadilah asek gunakan Fadiah sebagai contoh je...Tanak duduk depan lagi....tapi kalau duduk belakang nanti tak nampak pulak.. al-Maklumlah, kita ni kan kecik-molek...heeeee~ And one more thing, Ustazah Fadilah gerek! Kita suke cara dia ajar... suka sangat2.... Tak boring sebab dia mesti selitkan cerita2 yg best dlm pembelajaran dia...so the best! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok la, nak kena siapkan Benda2 nak ngajar untuk malam ni, hari sabtu &amp;amp; ahad nanti. Kita jumpa lagi. insyaAllah!&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/8238285207707604576-3613515055995851103?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3613515055995851103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3613515055995851103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3613515055995851103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3613515055995851103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/03/course-law.html' title='Course-Law'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1040232323501027107</id><published>2011-03-02T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:49:20.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muka-yang-dah-takde-buku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum kepada Pembaca-pembacaku yang setia =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dengan ini, Fadiah ingin memaklumkan bahawa Fadiah sudah tidak ada Facebook lagi! Weeeee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Antara sebab2 mengapa Fadiah sudah delete Fb adalah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Masa tu terbaca artikel dari Suhaib Webb tentang keburukan dan kesan FB &amp;amp; Fadiah terasa sedikit sebanyak terkena pada diri ini. Memang mula-mula tanak delete... Ingat nak senyapkan mcm gitu je....tapi jari ni al-maklumlah, kadang tu gatal, so tertekan2 mouse &amp;amp; masuklah dlm FB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Sebab ada orang-orang yang tak kenal, abeh add jadi friend. tak accept nanti kecik ati pulak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Pastu banyak sgt orang jual barang online yg nak post macam-macam benda, yang membuatkan Fadiah rimas. Huhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'Ala kulli hal, FB tu tak mendatangkan keuntungan &amp;amp; tidak mendatangkan kemudharatan. Ada &amp;amp; tak ada, sama aje. So mulai sekarang, kalau sesapa yang nak contact Fadiah, pandai2 la cari Fadiah je. Fadiah maseh ada twitter &amp;amp; 4sq lagi...Hp pun ada. So contact je la. Antara nak dengan tanak je. Nak seribu daya, tanak beribu-ribu dalih k...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok la...tu je nak citer. One more thing, Fadiah kagum dgn orang2 yang takde FB. And still they can survive. Yet nobody knows. heeeee~&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;&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/8238285207707604576-1040232323501027107?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1040232323501027107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1040232323501027107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1040232323501027107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1040232323501027107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/03/muka-yang-dah-takde-buku.html' title='Muka-yang-dah-takde-buku'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-885372226151821429</id><published>2011-03-02T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T02:51:42.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In some Niya</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana mata ni tak blh nak lelap, maka otak ni pun bercadang untuk menggerakkan jari untuk meng'update blog ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sebelum tu, Fadiah nak kebas2 sikit abok dari blog yg sudah agak lama ditinggalkan. *tiup kuat2 mcm wolf yg dlm citer 3 little pigs* heeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sekarang ni Fadiah rasa nak menulis blog dlm Bahasa melayu dgn tetap. Kalau ada English pun, selit2 aje la. Org zaman skrg ni faham mcm2 bahasa kan... Especially pembaca2 blog ni. Mesti golongan yg bijak pandai :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, nak citer ttg keje Fadiah yg skrg ni. Mmg banyak sgt keje tapi tak tahu nape, fadiah rasa still rilek. Sampaikan W nak mintak tlg Fadiah tlg dia buat smthg pun, fadiah maseh blh tolong. (itu pun kalau dia jadi la kan...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, mari kita senaraikan schedule keje yg dah semakin menimbun ni k:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnin: 11am - 6 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Selasa: 11am - 2 pm (kalau ada course) &lt;br /&gt;              10am - 12 pm (ajar nenek ngaji, kalau takde course)&lt;br /&gt;              6 pm - 8 pm (private ngaji @ rumah orang)&lt;br /&gt;Rabu: 2 pm - 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Khamis: 12 pm - 5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;               8 pm - 9 pm (private ngaji)&lt;br /&gt;Jumaat: 2 pm - 930 pm. &lt;br /&gt;Sabtu: 915 am - 430 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Ahad: 745 am - 330 pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So awak tengok la betapa banyak nya masa yg fadiah keje.&amp; fadiah kurang stress. (note: KURANG) Seriously. Alhmdulillah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadiah kena buat lesson plan utk class pra-skolah &amp; 5 RP utk tahun ni. &lt;br /&gt;Mmg dah ckp dgn diri yang tahun ni nak kumpul duit banyak2, so tahun depan, atau tahun depan lagi blh kawen. InsyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;Apa2 pun, kita merancang, TUHAN yang menentukannya ye, kawan-kawan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, mata ni dah menunjukkan tanda2 yg dia Akan tutup jap lagi. So selamat pagi semua &amp; slmt menunaikan solat Fajr! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kaseh krn sudi membaca. Maaflah sbb Bahasa ntah pape ntah... Adios amigos. &lt;br /&gt;Wassalam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-885372226151821429?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/885372226151821429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=885372226151821429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/885372226151821429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/885372226151821429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-some-niya.html' title='In some Niya'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3155333016983414816</id><published>2011-02-22T14:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:25:58.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kehilangan Yang Dirasai</title><content type='html'>Sebelum ni, Fadiah selalu kata pada diri, Takpe...walaupun W takde, Fadiah blh jadi kuat. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi sekarang ni, bila W dah takde, Fadiah betol2 rasa kehilangan dia. Fadiah betol2 rasa hilang tempat mengadu, hilang tempat nak berkongsi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memang Fadiah akui yang Fadiah ada ramai kawan. Tapi yang rapat cuma segelintir saja. Dan yang betol2 Fadiah percaya, kurang dari 6 org. So bila fikir2 balik, buat apa lah kawan ramai2 tapi yang kita perlukan cuma berapa org saje? Sebab tu skrg ni, Fadiah dah kurang buat kawan baru. Cuma yang ada, kawan2 baru di tempat kerja saja. Dan kalau tempat kerja, kerja saje la jawapannya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau masa Rasulullah s.a.w. kehilangan orang2 yg tersayang, Baginda turut juga merasa sedih. Jadi, macam tipulah kalau Fadiah kata yg Fadiah tak sedih bila W takde. Tapi kesedihan tu yang membuatkan Fadiah kuat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang2 Fadiah hargai W lebih mcm seorg kawan. Kadang2 Fadiah hargai W lebih dari yang sepatutnya. Fadiah pun tahu yg kadang2 mesti W rimas. Maafkan Fadiah ye. Fadiah tak boleh tipu perasaan ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau W baca ni, Fadiah cuma nak tahu yang Fadiah rindu nak cerita2 dgn W, rindu nak dgr cerita W, lawak2 dari W...mcm2 lagi la.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga kerinduan ini berpanjangan &amp;amp; menambahkan lagi perasaan kasih sayang antara kita. InsyaAllah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah, jaga W baik2 ye. Fadiah sayang dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-3155333016983414816?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3155333016983414816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3155333016983414816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3155333016983414816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3155333016983414816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/02/kehilangan-yang-dirasai.html' title='Kehilangan Yang Dirasai'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2664161562608575596</id><published>2011-02-15T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:07:51.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fly away and spread your wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you shall return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you are mine &amp;amp; I am all yours :)&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/8238285207707604576-2664161562608575596?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2664161562608575596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2664161562608575596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2664161562608575596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2664161562608575596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/02/fly.html' title='Fly'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6986198186974303203</id><published>2011-02-04T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:51:18.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ConneCTioN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently, Something happened. It made realized that I have been talking toooo much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It made me sad that I almost cried every night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But then, something strikes me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Crying will not change anything. Therefore, I have to upgrade and change. No more having fun. coz this WORLDly life is NOT for fun. you MAY have fun, but there's limit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I began to contemplate and questioning myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I realized that I have been such a terrible servant. I forget from where I came from and thus, forget the purpose of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like a big rock. It hits me. *ouch*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, I started to feel calm and try to implies the 'Redha' word into my life. and Alhamdulillah, it DID help me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Semua benda di dalam hidup telah ditentukan. Ajal, rezki &amp;amp; jodoh. Yang penting, kita kena usaha. Walau bagaimana pun, kita kena ingat yang menTADBIR itu, bukan kita. Redha, sabar &amp;amp; syukur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;JiKalau sesuatu itu sudah diTETAPkan untuk kamu, jika beribu-ribu orang yang datang menghalang, kamu pasti akan TERIMA juga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi jika ia bukan untuk kamu, walaupun tiada orang yang menghalang, kamu TIDAK akan dapat juga.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just pray for the best. coz ALLAH knows what best for us. If he is the best for you, he will definitely gonna come to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Berpisah di dunia ini hanya sementara. Kalau bertemu lagi, Alhamdulillah. Jika tidak, kita bertemu di syurga nanti ye. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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; &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-6986198186974303203?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6986198186974303203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6986198186974303203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6986198186974303203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6986198186974303203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/02/connection.html' title='ConneCTioN'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7384319050483550699</id><published>2011-02-04T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T16:50:11.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortunate is he</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TUu9aGj3KZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2KlJOzF7Qp0/s1600/save349384346mw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TUu9aGj3KZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2KlJOzF7Qp0/s320/save349384346mw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569753620309027218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fortunate is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who remembers Allah abundantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Worldly distractions cannot mildly sway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His thoughts of Allah and Judgment Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Righteous is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who bows to one he cannot see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whose deeds do not spring without Bismillah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fulfilling his tasks with perfect Taqwa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Devout is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who supplicates to Allah intensively&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whose heart is merciful, tender and kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His gaze on life after, this world behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prosperous is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who spends his wealth on the poor and needy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who speaks a kind word to kin and neighbour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever-grateful for Allah’s favors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guided is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who prays Salaat with punctuality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early morning, Tahajjud he prays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Allah’s pleasure and nearness he craves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God fearing is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who contemplates death early&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who starts as he sees his demise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And tears fall over wasted sacrifice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blessed is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who sings Allah’s praises fervently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blessed be all of Allah’s slaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allah’s mercy be with them always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7384319050483550699?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7384319050483550699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7384319050483550699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7384319050483550699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7384319050483550699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/02/fortunate-is-he.html' title='Fortunate is he'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TUu9aGj3KZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2KlJOzF7Qp0/s72-c/save349384346mw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1548962394507675530</id><published>2011-01-31T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:43:31.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing....</title><content type='html'>Ok ni testing jerrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time update blog melalui iPhone &amp; Fadiah merasakan yg misi ini berjaya! Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana dah berjaya, mari kita update sedikit ttg perkembangan diri ini yang sentiasa berkembang... Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni, Fadiah sedang dalam keadaan yg kerja - kerja &amp; kerja... My career is my life. Ada org tanya, Tanak kawen ke? fadiah kata "Mestilah Naaaak... Benda tu semua along the way...yang penting skrg ialah upgrade diri fadiah. Nak belajar mcm2 &amp; kawan ramai2... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; lagi satu kan, Fadiah tak suke BRAPE nak &lt;b&gt;bebual pasal orang.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kalau awak2 yg diluar sana, nak bebual dgn Fadiah, please avoid talking or gossiping about others. Fadiah tahu benda ni susah sbb fadiah pun penah buat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi skrg ni, nak Cuba kurangkan sedikit Demi sedikit. Nnt lama2 jd bukit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, sama2 lah kita meningkatkan diri utk menjadi insan yang lebih mulia. Ameen. InsyaAllah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-1548962394507675530?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1548962394507675530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1548962394507675530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1548962394507675530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1548962394507675530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/testing.html' title='Testing....'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7546597262215101697</id><published>2011-01-25T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:40:17.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingat ingat ye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Kiasan hidup ibarat roda. Kekadang di atas, di bawah, di atas semula. Redha &amp;amp; Syukur atas kehendakNya. Itu lah tanda kasih sayang kita..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kehidupan adalah sesuatu yang diluar jangkaan. Kadang2 kita dah plan baik2, kita nampak macam smooth aje...tapi in the end, terjadi sesuatu di luar jangkaan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa tu la kita rasa nak putus asa. Kita rasa yang kita ni takde kuasa nak control semua tu. Baru la kita sedar yang langit tu tinggi atau rendah. Baru lah kita nak sedar yang ada LEBIH berkuasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab tu kita selalu di ingatkan supaya berhati2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kita juga di ingatkan&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;agar&lt;b&gt; &lt;u&gt;jangan buat orang, kalau tanak orang buat kita.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab tu memang fitrah kehidupan. Benda baik di balas baik. Begitulah sebaliknya. Kalau nak orang buat baik dgn kita, buatlah baik dgn orang. Kebaikan atau kejahatan mesti bermula dengan diri kita dulu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenapa begitu ye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kerana ALLAH itu Maha Adil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi kadang kalau kita buat baik, orang tak balas baik pun.... Kadang2 Fadiah pun rasa macam nak &lt;s&gt;give up&lt;/s&gt; tapi tetap teruskan bila nak buat kebaikan ni...tapi, Fadiah teringat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disini lah sebenarnya ALLAH nak uji kita. DIA nak tengok kita ni buat baik kerana apa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kerana nak balasan ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atau kerana DIA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So....siapa kata senang nak buat baik?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, jangan sampai tanak buat baik pula ye =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat ber'amal ;)&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/8238285207707604576-7546597262215101697?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7546597262215101697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7546597262215101697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7546597262215101697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7546597262215101697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/ingat-ingat-ye.html' title='Ingat ingat ye...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8096544776625261773</id><published>2011-01-23T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:45:40.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practi-call</title><content type='html'>Practice what you've preached, Fadiah. Practice what you preached...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is undeniable that it is MORE easier to preach than to practice. However, Islam is the other way round. Its emphasized more on the practical aspect, rather than the theoretical part. But, it does NOT mean that the theoretical part is not important. Don't get me wrong k...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok...after nearly a month, I worked in this new place, I started to realize that I need to change. Really. A change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been wronged. And sometimes keep on doing the wrong things. As if, there is no ending to it. And keep on giving the same excuse:&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;"I am just a normal human. Human make mistakes."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow, when the same reason is given over and over again, does it still forgivable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To human, some may NOT. but to ALLAH, HE is the MOST Merciful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier today, I got an observation about how I conducted my classroom. It is really challenging coz it is my first time. For these whole years of teaching, NO ONE have NEVER ever observed me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Alhamdulillah, the observation went well, though the class is a bit hectic. I need to learn on classroom management. REally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite that, I really had fun during teaching today, for both KBM1 classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh, before that, just a brief info: I have to teach 6 classes for this year, which are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KBPS2 - KBK1 - KBK4 - KBK6 - 2 classes of KBM1. (The KB stands for Kelas Bimbingan) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, I tot it was a lot &amp;amp; afraid that I couldnt make it. But then I tell myself, why dont give it a try. There will be no harm in trying, rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, back to the teaching part. I taught about the topic: IMAN. I tell them about the basic tenets of faith, its link with Islam, the importance of faith etc. I added in some stories that are related to faith...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also mentioned some part about parents. And during this part, I can see that their eyes started to fill with tears...Bila Fadiah dah perasan mcm gini je, cepat2 tukar topic. hehehe. Tanak la class yg best2 bertukar jadi class sedih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after all the teaching was done, I did some self-evaluation on myself. Then, like a big heavy rock, it hits me. Really hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that I have been doing more preaching, rather than practice. I advised my students to be a good muslim, but I did not strive my best to show good examples. I even think that being a good muslim is boring. To be good is not boring, but to be typical is boring. heeeeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, at this very moment, YOU, as my readers, would be the witness to know that I am going to do some amendments on MYSELF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just wait &amp;amp; see. Doakan saya ye. Jazakumullah kheir.&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;/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/8238285207707604576-8096544776625261773?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8096544776625261773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8096544776625261773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8096544776625261773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8096544776625261773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/practi-call.html' title='Practi-call'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1123384921943288087</id><published>2011-01-20T09:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:20:19.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>owh-Kay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TTeLyiqumjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9TPNM0XNmO8/s1600/tumblr_lf8w4x4uVv1qbsnc8o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TTeLyiqumjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9TPNM0XNmO8/s320/tumblr_lf8w4x4uVv1qbsnc8o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564069565055277618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every moment thanks Allah, Every second remembers HIM =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im kinda happy rite now, therefore I blog. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, here are some updates on my lurvely Life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new Career: As an Ustazah. Ok, this is a bit awkward. Bcoz jadi ustazah. Luckily most of my students called me 'Cikgu' rather than ustazah. hehe. Bukan tak suke, tapi lebih suke Cikgu ar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that I lurves the most about this job is the TIME. The duration of my werking time is not the usual one, like everyone else...&amp;amp; I heart it sooooo much!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my new timing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mon &amp;amp; Wed: 11 am - 6 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tues: OFF DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs: 12 pm-5 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fri: 2.15 pm - 9.30 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat: 9 am - 4.45 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun: 7.45 am - 3.30 pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can u see? My werking time is not like everyone else &amp;amp; the best part is that: I get to escape the PEAK HOURS!!!! Weeeee~ ALhamdulillah.....But somehow, there are NO MORE weekends for me. My NEW definition for weekend is: BUSY-never-end. HAHAHAHA....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there is one thing about this new werk, which I find that it is a bit hard to swallow, is that the ENVIRONMENT. It is a really SOLEHAH environment. And when I said 'really', it means REALLY REALLY SUPER DUPER solehah. Ok, mayb Fadiah belum kenal dorg sgt. Sebab manusia kan, mesti ada kelemahan.... but then, dorg semua baik2, subhanallah laaaa.... Kawan2 SEBIJIK macam zaman maahad dulu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is really CONTRADICTing with my previous environment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.... I find really hard to adapt with it. But somehow, I will TRY. Whatever it is; Just BE YOURSELF &amp;amp; you will be FINE. InsyaAllah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O Allah, please strengthen me with YOUR super-duper-mighty power" ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ameen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-1123384921943288087?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1123384921943288087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1123384921943288087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1123384921943288087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1123384921943288087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/owh-kay.html' title='owh-Kay'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TTeLyiqumjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9TPNM0XNmO8/s72-c/tumblr_lf8w4x4uVv1qbsnc8o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1243067768895005203</id><published>2011-01-18T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:40:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kalau takde pape nak cakap, lebih baik diam k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tamo cakap pasal org, Fadiah. Allah tak suke. Kalau nak Allah suke, banyakkan zikir &amp;amp; buat kebaikan. Fadiah kan kata yang Fadiah nak cari keredhaan Allah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So stay strong aite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/8238285207707604576-1243067768895005203?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1243067768895005203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1243067768895005203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1243067768895005203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1243067768895005203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/note.html' title='A Note'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1096907339828504172</id><published>2011-01-16T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T15:21:07.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TTMNGWKzHTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NMeUpt8U4Yo/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562804367413943602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TTMNGWKzHTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NMeUpt8U4Yo/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I am hopeless when it comes to fashion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"If life is so short..." &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"If tomorrow never comes ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't you realize that there is always 'IF' in front of every sentences that are CERTAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now I realize it &amp;amp; times are running out. But thank u, LORD for making me realize the important things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;I have really learnt my mistakes &amp;amp; I have start my savings. And 3 months from now, I aim to save more than 3K. InsyaAllah. Do pray for me ya....really need ur duaa =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;And for all these time, I have been talking about marriage... I realize that I know NOTHING about it. All I know that I wanna get married, without knowing the REAL intention of doing it. I really need to learn a looot...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ive read this article about marriage &amp;amp; understand that it is not an easy journey. It is a journey which come with so many responsibilities. Therefore, I must get prepare &amp;amp; teach myself things that can please my future husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A slice from the article: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 16px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 16px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A marriage is based on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 16px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;Knowledge not looks,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;Practice not preaching,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;Forgiveness not anger,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;Spiritual love not lust and compromise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;One should look for a person who&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;(1) Has love for Allah (SWT) and his Messenger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(2) Has knowledge of the deen (religion), and can act upon it&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;(3) can control his/her anger and another important and crucial factor that he/she be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"&gt;(4) willing to compromise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;ALhamdulillah...After read it, I realize that life is short, therefore I wanna do the BEST that I can. I want to RENEW my relationship with my CReator... I really really do. It has been so long that I ignored HIM, I forget about HIM. How ignorant I am! I am so ashamed of myself as sumtimes it would really bring me down. However, Thanks to HIM again, for saving me, for showing me the way &amp;amp; for guiding me all these time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;Therefore, I will not let go of this chance. I wanna grab it &amp;amp; hold on to it tightly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;"If you Love ALLAH &amp;amp; do for HIS sake, everything will be fine." Kheir InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;Please spare a duaa for me. Jazakumullah kheir =)&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/8238285207707604576-1096907339828504172?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1096907339828504172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1096907339828504172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1096907339828504172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1096907339828504172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TTMNGWKzHTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NMeUpt8U4Yo/s72-c/IMG_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5306638314961977399</id><published>2011-01-12T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:03:44.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SemileyDictioN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TS20RtcgKSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/yjZTKHGc5j8/s1600/smile-its-a-sunnah.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TS20RtcgKSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/yjZTKHGc5j8/s320/smile-its-a-sunnah.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561299331222350114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am addicted to SMILE. Cant deny it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For these few days, I have been collecting smiles from strangers. Sounds weird, rite? Hahaha. But that is the truth. I will go out everyday, then start to count for every smile that I received from strangers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for these 2 days, I had received about 20 smiles - mostly are from woman &amp;amp; makchix2 &amp;amp; about 2 like that are from guys &lt;i&gt;(part ni terkejut ckit la...lelaki mana la nak senyum kat aku ni..huhu&lt;/i&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh FYI, I dont smile at guys but I can talk to strangers. And I dont smile every minute, but I do smile every MORNING, right after I woke up from my sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of benefits that we can get from smiling...And most of all, our Prophet has already encourage us to smile to our brothers &amp;amp; sisters as a charity. It has been mentioned in one of the Hadeeth: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) said: “Charity is prescribed for each descendant of Adam every day the sun rises.” He was then asked: “From what do we give charity every day?” The Prophet answered: “The doors of goodness are many…enjoining good, forbidding evil, removing harm from the road, listening to the deaf, leading the blind, guiding one to the object of his need, hurrying with the strength of one’s legs to one in sorrow who is asking for help, and supporting the feeble with the strength of one’s arms–all of these are charity prescribed for you.” He also said: “Your smile for your brother is charity.”&lt;/strong&gt; - Fiqh-us-Sunnah, Volume 3, Number 98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;And some of the benefits are (thanks to &lt;a href="http://about.com/"&gt;about.com&lt;/a&gt; ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1. Smiling Makes us Attractive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Smiling Changes our Mood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Smiling is contagious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Smiling Relieves Stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lsItm" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Smiling Boosts Your Immune System.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;(You can refer to the site for more benefits)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;Soooo... what are u waiting for? (Plez insert colby &amp;amp; mizz nina song) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Put on a smile &amp;amp; it's FREE!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8238285207707604576-5306638314961977399?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5306638314961977399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5306638314961977399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5306638314961977399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5306638314961977399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/semileydiction.html' title='SemileyDictioN'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TS20RtcgKSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/yjZTKHGc5j8/s72-c/smile-its-a-sunnah.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7049068748452010584</id><published>2011-01-10T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:28:37.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Bersendirian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TSniBQHGMbI/AAAAAAAAAUc/xJiQYwRShtE/s1600/IMG_0293.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TSniBQHGMbI/AAAAAAAAAUc/xJiQYwRShtE/s320/IMG_0293.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560223726098067890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Bila bersendirian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jangan rasa kesepian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Walau tanpa teman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kita tetap diperhatikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Dalam gelap atau terang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Ada mata yang sentiasa jaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Melihat perlakuan dan rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Mencatat dosa atau pahala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Bila bersendirian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Jangan katakan 'aku sunyi'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Sebaliknya selalu bisikkan di dalam hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Pada diriku sentiasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Ada Pemerhati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Bila bersendirian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Teruji keikhlasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Tanpa kejian atau pujian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Apakah terus ada kesetiaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Berfikir dan berzikir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Dengan tulus kesunyian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Petikan dari buku 'Siapa DIA di hatiku'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7049068748452010584?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7049068748452010584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7049068748452010584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7049068748452010584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7049068748452010584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/bila-bersendirian.html' title='Bila Bersendirian'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TSniBQHGMbI/AAAAAAAAAUc/xJiQYwRShtE/s72-c/IMG_0293.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5637762884679286331</id><published>2011-01-09T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:03:59.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindu~</title><content type='html'>Ye, Fadiah rindu W.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia senyap je. Fadiah rindu nak bebual2 dgn dia mcm dulu. Rindu nak share2 story. The last time Fadiah msg dgn dia masa Fadiah minta tolong dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia baik sgt2. MasyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fadiah nak dia hepi &amp;amp; tenang selalu. "&lt;i&gt;Ya Allah, jaga dia baik2 ye. Kurniakan dia seorang isteri yang baik ye. Coz he deserve it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fadiah rindu awak, W...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-5637762884679286331?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5637762884679286331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5637762884679286331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5637762884679286331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5637762884679286331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/rindu.html' title='Rindu~'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-708843277874803581</id><published>2011-01-08T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T23:22:55.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ting Tong</title><content type='html'>That is the sound effect in my head rite now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got this HUGE problem &amp;amp;  all bcoz of ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that I have been a very very bad girl. Dun wanna hear advice from my parents, always rebel, always do watever I like, always said things without thinking, always act emotionally etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and last nite, suddenly kakak said to me: &lt;i&gt;"Diah, ibu nak pinjam duit ko dlm 1K +..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I answered: &lt;i&gt;"Diah mana ada duit banyak gitu.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said: &lt;i&gt;"Abeh duit yang banyak2 dulu mana? Duit sepanjang ko keja dulu mana?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not answer. And suddenly I realized *dum dum dum* (bunyi batu banyak2 jatoh, hempap kepala).... I have been spending soooo much &amp;amp; yet, I couldnt trace back where it has gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, I realized it NOW. And Alhamdulillah, I have wonderful friends such as the 2 Khadijaaats &amp;amp; W, helping me out.... &lt;b&gt;THANK YOU A LOT. MAy Allah bless your kindness. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kak Dijah is the one who will always hyped in helping me. Dia siap called &amp;amp; taught me on how to organize my saving efficiently. and always keep asking me if I am ok or not.&lt;i&gt; Cute la ko, kak. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALLAH tu kan MAHA PENYAYANG. When HE gives you trial, it is always mean to make you STRONGER than before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang2 best pulak bila ada ujian mcm ni sebab bagi Fadiah sedar yang langit tu tinggi atau rendah. Kalau tak nanti, lupa diri, lupa Tuhan... Untuk yang sesapa yang Fadiah ada hutang, Fadiah akan bayar semula jika ada rezeki ye.... Bayar MESTI bayar, cuma antara cepat atau lambat k... Fadiah tak suka nyusahkan org, but sometimes we are left with NO choice. Maaf sangat2 sbb terpaksa nyusahkan awak semua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fadiah doakan yang terbaik &amp;amp; Fadiah sayang semua, ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saling doa-mendoakan ye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-708843277874803581?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/708843277874803581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=708843277874803581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/708843277874803581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/708843277874803581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/ting-tong.html' title='Ting Tong'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6643994618812060045</id><published>2011-01-08T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T00:41:16.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 cents</title><content type='html'>Had this heart-to-heart talk with my sister this morning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She shared with me some of her experiences &amp;amp; adviced me on some of my attitude, which has to be changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kakak said: "Dalam hidup ni kena banyak berkorban, Diah. Kita bukan hidup sorg. Ada orang2 di sekeliling kita yg hidup dgn kita. Sebab tu, sebelum buat apa2, pikir betol2. Ingat Allah, ingat ayah ibu. Diah kan bukan budak2 lagi. Dah dewasa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just smiled and nodded my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She continued: "Kakak bukan suruh Diah jadi macam kakak. Tapi sekurang2nya jadi lah diri Diah sendiri. Jangan ikot kawan. Jadi spt ikan, walaupun idop dalam air laut, tapi isi nya tetap tidak masin." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kadang2 kakak tengok Diah ni idop mcm dunia Diah sendiri. Cubalah open ckit. Kita idop berkeluarga, kena lah share2. Sekarang ni Diah blm kawen...nanti kalau dah kawen, kena banyak belajar. Bukan senang tau. Takkan la nak belajar bila dah kawen nanti. Kena la mula belajar dari sekarang. Jangan nak enjoy aje. Kita idop ni bukan selama2nya. sebab tu kena gunakan waktu yang diberikan sebaik2nya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried. The tears cant be seen. Coz it is kept close inside my heart. &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/8238285207707604576-6643994618812060045?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6643994618812060045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6643994618812060045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6643994618812060045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6643994618812060045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-cents.html' title='2 cents'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1155603507398614823</id><published>2011-01-06T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T23:40:36.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Boys</title><content type='html'>Yummy! Hahaha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have this tendency to fall for bad boys....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have something which will always make me like them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though they appear 'bad' &amp;amp; people might say that they are bad, but for me, I will try to UNDERSTAND them first, rather that believing in what others said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok la, nak continue tgk Lagenda Budak Setan. Fadiah tahu citer ni dah basi. huhu &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/8238285207707604576-1155603507398614823?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1155603507398614823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1155603507398614823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1155603507398614823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1155603507398614823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/bad-boys.html' title='Bad Boys'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3436548411354335633</id><published>2011-01-04T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T17:35:18.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulls Eye!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TSLpkPhzn4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/cufym8Mj0XE/s1600/IMG_0025%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TSLpkPhzn4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/cufym8Mj0XE/s320/IMG_0025%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558261698981502850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hijau Kaler Feveret Rasulullah S.A.W =)&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;Ada orang kata "If you fail to plan, then you will plan to fail" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada jugak orang kata "Buat apa lah nak plan2 ni...buat aje laaaa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan ada jugak orang kata "Plan je. Kalau jadi, jadi la. Kalau tak, sudah. Tapi yang penting, tamo bilang orang sangat. Takot tak jadi. Nanti malu..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi sekarang ni, Fadiah pulak kata "Nak plan jugak. Kalau jadi, Alhamdulillah. Kalau tak, kita cuba cara lain pulak!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dan...Sempena tahun-yang-tak-berapa-baru sangat ni, Fadiah nak buat beberapa azam baru &amp;amp; 'renew' yang mana belum tercapai lagi. Antaranya adalah:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NAk tambah dan mantapkan IMAN di hati.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Kalau dulu, Fadiah selalu rasa, &lt;s&gt;jadi solehah tu boring&lt;/s&gt;, tapi sekarang ni kita tanak jadi solehah,&lt;b&gt; tapi nak jadi seorang hamba yang BAIK, taat &amp;amp; patuh kepada Tuannya.&lt;/b&gt; so whatever yang tak mendapat keredhaan Tuhan, agak2 mesti kita kurang suke la kan...Nak cuba tanamkan dalam diri rasa mcm gini. Sebab sekarang nak kejar keredhaan Tuhan, so pelan2 &amp;amp; sikit2 kena berubah. Biar lambat, asal selamat. Macam dalam citer si Kura-kura &amp;amp; si Arnab. Wlaupun Kura-kura lambat, akhirnya dia menang jugak. Alhamdulillah~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nak Nikah. Nak jadi seorang Isteri &amp;amp; Ibu yang penyayang&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; Actually benda ni tak berapa baru sgt. Kira ni listed as 'renew' la.... So kalau dah jumpa orang yang sesuai, yang sayang kita, yang sudi terima kita seadanya, maka kpak-bing-bing la tak lama lagi...heeeeeeeeeee~  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau tak, kita bring forward lagi to another year. Tapi kalau masanya sudah tiba, insyaAllah &lt;b&gt;(please insert Maher Zain's InsyaAllah song)&lt;/b&gt; Sementara masih berusaha ni, kita tengah ikot course Introduction to Marriage Life. Lecturer dia: Ibu &amp;amp; Kakak kita. So far, yang dah belajar ni ialah cara2 nak handle baby....tukarkan pampers, mandikan dia, bagi dia makan, cara breastfeed dia &amp;amp; macam2 la... Pastu ada jugak cara2 nak buat keja rumah...mcm masak, cuci baju, kemas rumah....Tapi kita nak kena practice dalam susun2 barang, sbb kita ni unorganize sikit..&lt;b&gt; I am the Little Miss Messy&lt;/b&gt;. Heeeee~ So skrg ni tgh belajar untuk jadi lebih kemas &amp;amp; teratur =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nak kurangkan lemak di badan. Nak amalkan gaya hidup sihat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; As a Muslim, we should really take care of our well being. We should be aware of what we eat and consume. Bcoz from what we eat, will determine what we will become. So, mulai dari saat ini, tanak main makan sembarang je. Kalau dulu, masa pegi grocery shopping, main amek aje walaupun takde tanda halal. HEhehe.. Tapi skrg ni, nak kurangkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastu kita dah start alek jogging routine. Baru aje tadi pagi kita buat opening ceremony dia. Naseb baik ada Miss Yunita yg sudi jadi personal trainer kita. HEeeee~ Thank YOU!!!&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;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nak refresh, revise &amp;amp; relearn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ok...GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nak save duit banyak2!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Bukan sebab nak shopping. But i've learnt my previous lesson. Duit banyak2 jadi sikit sebab asek shopping je. So naseb baik skrg ni, my self-control dah reloaded. Kalau tak, pantang nampak benda2 cute sikit, nanti mesti nak beli. Lagipun, kalau banyak duit, nanti boleh bantu orang yang susah. &amp;amp; hopefully kita tidak diuji dengan kesenangan. Macam ada kata2: Lebih baik kita diuji dengan kesusahan dari diuji dengan kesenangan. Sebab bila kita susah, selalunya kita akan sedar. Tapi kalau senang, kita mudah lupa diri. Wallahu'alam.&lt;br /&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;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingat ye...Insan yang cemerlang, datangnya dari akal, dengan jiwa yang tenang &amp;amp; hati yang mantap. Selamat beramal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;And every single thing you ever did that bothered me, is every single thing I miss about you. Ya Allah, jaga dia baik2 ye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-3436548411354335633?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3436548411354335633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3436548411354335633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3436548411354335633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3436548411354335633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/bulls-eye.html' title='Bulls Eye!!!'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TSLpkPhzn4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/cufym8Mj0XE/s72-c/IMG_0025%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7617679262078496281</id><published>2011-01-03T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:53:20.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...and yeah, I hurt him again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my stupid mouth. and not-think-before action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these happened bcoz I met him @ a wedding. Then I talked to him, he did replied. Just a short conversation. Then I saw him talking to his friends, very the shiok one. Not a really short conversation. I wish that 'they' were me. &lt;s&gt;I wanna him to talk to me normally.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;I really really want to have that happy, funny, hilarious + sometimes serious conversation with him.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just do not know how to tell him that&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; Coz we could talk like almost anything in the SMS, but when in came face-to-face, we are speechless. or just a short conversation.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know why. but whatever it is, there is always a reason or some sort of 'hikmah' behind everything that happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind every mysteries in this world, there lies ALLAH's power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kalau dia maafkan aku kali ni, aku agak dia ni mesti bukan manusia. Aku tabik spring betol ar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...heeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8238285207707604576-7617679262078496281?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7617679262078496281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7617679262078496281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7617679262078496281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7617679262078496281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7771401784952713417</id><published>2011-01-03T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:35:48.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Bullets</title><content type='html'>Yeah it hurts. A lot. Really. An indescribable pain. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last saturday, while waiting for my bro to check in for his flight @ the airport, my family members (+ my aunty) suddenly asked me about my job-searching-project. I told them that I just received a job offer as an Ustazah @ Cordova. I told them about the job info, with a happy tone in my voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, my sister said: &lt;i&gt;"Ko amek pscyhology, and end up jadi ustazah? At the first place, kenapa amek psychology?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I said: &lt;i&gt;"Coz Im interested in human. I want to learn about human." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my aunty said:&lt;i&gt; "Apply la keje as social worker ke...&lt;/i&gt;"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I answered:&lt;i&gt; "Tapi Diah suka ngajar. I dun wanna b a counsellor.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ibu said:&lt;i&gt; "Apply la NIE. Jadi teacher @ government skool."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I replied: &lt;i&gt;"But I dont like the system. Lagipun ngajar kat skola stress. I know that every job have their own level of stress. Tapi I dun wanna work in government skool."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aunty asked: &lt;i&gt;"Then how much do they pay you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asnwered: &lt;i&gt;"Hmmm around SGD..... Tak banyak sgt, tapi ok la..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aunty said:&lt;i&gt; "They asked you to work for 6 days &amp;amp; paid you like that?! You have a degree tau. Dont underestimate your capabilities. You can get around SGD1800+ if you work at the NON muslim company. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I anwered:&lt;i&gt; "Ok, I'll try la."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is how I ended the conversation. My mind is too weak to handle all those bullets. and I did not prepare for it. bcoz I am too happy to get a job. After all those emails of resume, the stupid interviews, I finally get hired. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, the happiness has been covered with bullet holes that was shoot to me through peoples' mouth. I do not blame them as they always have the right to express their opinion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;What I do not understand&lt;/u&gt; is that why they &lt;b&gt;COULD NOT&lt;/b&gt; even be happy with &lt;b&gt;MY DECISION&lt;/b&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they think that I did not understand what life is all about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they really know what I want? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they think that they know what is the best for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that they want the best for me and do not want me to suffer. But I want to try. So if I fall, at least I&lt;b&gt; HAVE ALREADY try&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also know that all those 'bullets' are just opinions. After all, it is MY LIFE. I am the one who take the step and make the decision. Therefore, I will be responsible for now on. InsyaAllah. &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/8238285207707604576-7771401784952713417?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7771401784952713417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7771401784952713417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7771401784952713417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7771401784952713417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/shooting-bullets.html' title='Shooting Bullets'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7364205727759007067</id><published>2011-01-02T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:52:32.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takpelah....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have this typical mindset of 'takpelaaaa' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apa orang nak buat kat kita, takpelaaaa... yang penting, kita tak buat org. MAybe saya tak betol. Saya kena betolkan diri saya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7364205727759007067?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7364205727759007067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7364205727759007067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7364205727759007067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7364205727759007067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/takpelah.html' title='Takpelah....'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7013340479561888835</id><published>2011-01-01T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T11:25:57.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank u, Allah</title><content type='html'>After all these years passed, I am still alive &amp;amp; blessed with so many wonderful people around me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you, Allah... for all the blessings and guidance. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is especially dedicated to those who are close and dearest to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;b&gt;My Family&lt;/b&gt; - Sometimes I may not know how to express the feeling that I felt. But you guys are my inspiration. Ayah &amp;amp; ibu has been kind and patient with all my nonsense and weird behavior. They have been giving me all kind of advices and tolerate with my rudeness. Sometimes I feel that I am not really a good daughter. but I am TRYING to be one. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kakak is always the one who taught me and shared with me stories, excellent tips and ideas. I have learnt a lot from her without she realizing it. I learnt how to be more patient, calm and strict at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little BIG brother. Though we might talk all the time (coz sometimes we are too busy with our own life), but he is always there in my heart. I love him that I want him to grow and learn how to be responsible and good young man. and now, yes... he has grown sooo much. SOmetimes I admired his courage to work as much as he can. Hope all best for you, young man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;b&gt;My 3 awesome Girlfrens&lt;/b&gt;: The 2 Khadijah(s) and Noneng - We have been friend since the Maahad era. heeee~ And we have gone thru many things together. After the maahad era, we thought that we are going our own ways, but we stick together though we are far apart. Yes, distance has always been a problem for us. Unfortunately, it is NOT a barrier which keep us apart. Sorry distance, I might say that YOU LOSE. &lt;b&gt;Coz our heart are not connected thru distance, but it is connected thru duaa.&lt;/b&gt; Like kak Dijah always said: "&lt;i&gt;Kita kan kawan...so mestilah kena saling doa-mendoakan..."&lt;/i&gt; =) You girls has been with me thru all my life. Thank you for all the advices and courage that you have shared with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;b&gt;My 3 great superGirls&lt;/b&gt;: Bluefairy, Yunita &amp;amp; Fa - I know them during my IIUM era. They are very very nice and will always be there for me. I can share almost anything with them. And they also very the&lt;i&gt; giler-giler&lt;/i&gt;, just like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt; - He is the one and only my-other-gender-friend. And he has been stick with me for like &lt;b&gt;4 years together and still counting....&lt;/b&gt;insyaAllah. He has been tolerating with my nonsense and emo2 feeling and can also be a great friend to share ideas and thoughts. We do quarrel, then go silent for like a period of time, then I will go back to him again. coz I like him the way he likes me &amp;amp; love him the just the way he loves me too =) I would always want the best for him and whatever that make him happy. If by giving the world would make him happy, then I will give it. (&lt;i&gt;falsampah nah aku ni&lt;/i&gt;) Hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Ayoosh&lt;/b&gt; - She is my 2nd cousin a.k.a my partner in crime. We went thru skool together, then get closer during our tertiary period. She has always been listening to my rants and we will be each other 'back-up' system. hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are also many others who has touch my life and help me grow as who I am rite now.  When you starts to count your blessings, you will not be able to stop counting it coz it is endless. Therefore, &lt;b&gt;always Count your blessings when you are in difficult times so you know that blessings are much more that hardship. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the type of person who do not know how to express my feeling thru talking, therefore I &lt;b&gt;write &amp;amp; act&lt;/b&gt;. But some might not understand and they will get the wrong idea. But I dont blame them. After all, we are humans. And we make mistakes. &lt;b&gt;Life is a journey of discovery &amp;amp; learning.&lt;/b&gt; Therefore, I am learning to understand you and the other way round. &lt;b&gt;LOVE, RESPECT &amp;amp; TRUST&lt;/b&gt;. Those are my principles in every relationship that I have. &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saling doa-mendoakan ye =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ya Allah, aku sayang mereka semua. Lindungilah mereka &amp;amp; sayangilah mereka sepertimana mereka menyayangiku. Limpahkanlah rahmat &amp;amp; kasih sayang Mu ke atas ikatan ini supaya ianya sentiasa mekar &amp;amp; subur. Bimbinglah kami sekiranya kami tersesat &amp;amp; jadikanlah kami di kalangan hamba2Mu yang bersyukur. aku ingin bertemu di syurgaMu nanti. Allahumma Ameen." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7013340479561888835?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7013340479561888835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7013340479561888835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7013340479561888835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7013340479561888835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2011/01/thank-u-allah.html' title='Thank u, Allah'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7286720422631307621</id><published>2010-12-29T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:36:11.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>InterView</title><content type='html'>This more-ning, I had an interview. Went out at 10, then reached at bustop around 1020. I lost my way (as I expected) for a while &amp;amp; luckily I managed to find the place. The block located exactly near the junction, which directed to the Downtown East. *sigh*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interview was ok-ok la...As you all know, I DON'T LIKE interview. Thank You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the old saying goes "Kalau ada rezki, tak kemana..." Though I performed like *toot*, this evening I received a phone call, saying that I was selected and can start to come tomorrow for orientation. Weeee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what, My old colleagues missed me! HAhaha... They miss the DJ (which is me, coz I used to sing and entertain them) and the Tukang Gunting (which is also me) Hehehe.. ALamak, I also missed them la sey....All those gadoh2, pekik2 mcm tarzan...&lt;i&gt;rindu gilerrrrr...giler pun tak rindu mcm gini&lt;/i&gt;...hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah...I just remembered what Cikgu had said that during the interview... He used the metaphor of apples as to relate it to the economic increasing in Singapore. Woah. berat nah. tak larat nak pikir. hahaha. ok bye!&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/8238285207707604576-7286720422631307621?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7286720422631307621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7286720422631307621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7286720422631307621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7286720422631307621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/12/interview.html' title='InterView'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1146740441331027751</id><published>2010-12-28T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:54:26.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GoBLoG =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hidup ni mana ada senang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hidup ni kena banyak berkorban.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hidup ni hanya sementara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hidup ni tak blh nak hepi2 aje.&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;Mungkin ada org yg kata saya ni hanya pandai cakap saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mungkin ada org yg kata saya ni berubah2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mungkin ada org yg kata saya ni dah boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan mungkin juga ada org  yg tak peduli apa saya kata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Biarkan mereka.&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;Selagi saya tahu apa yg saya lakukan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selagi saya maseh ingat Tuhan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selagi saya maseh ada iman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selagi itu saya tetap teruskan perjalanan ini.&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;Tiada apa yg saya pinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melainkan doa yg tulus setia.&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;Terima kaseh di atas segala2nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semoga Allah memberkati dirimu. &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;P/S: selamat datang ke Blog saya. Bacalah apa2 yang awak mahu. Itu pun kalau awak boleh &amp;amp; sudi untuk membaca =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-1146740441331027751?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1146740441331027751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1146740441331027751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1146740441331027751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1146740441331027751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/12/goblog.html' title='GoBLoG =)'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3716487813509848831</id><published>2010-12-25T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:13:53.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go (or Let's Go!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“When Allah knows you’re ready for the responsibility of commitment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HE’ll reveal the right person under the right circumstances. Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;patie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ntly. Don’t waste your time searching and wishing. Grow and be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ready, you’ll see Allah will give you a love story far better than you could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ever dream of.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;It was me who started it &amp;amp; it will be me who will ended it.&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;W.&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Yeah...a lot of time I have said that I wanna let him go. And MANY times also I DID NOT STICK to my word.&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;&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Why? &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;&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Bcoz I LOVE him. &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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;I dont blame him, bcoz I also do not know his TRUE feeling. It is soooo hard for me to even guess what he feel, as he did not tell me. If I could guess, I would say that he LIKES me, but I do not know based on LOVE or desire. but I think that it would be more to desire rather than the love itself.&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Today, I went to work. He was also there as he has to relief for someone. After class, I asked him to wait for me. He did, but @ the MRT. Then, during the journey, I talked to him. I asked him a lot of questions. And all are DIRECT questions. and I EXPECT him to answer me honestly.&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;&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;These are some of the KEY-PoH questions:&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;-Ko takde matair lagi?&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;-Ko ada suke org tak? &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;&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Then he answered NO. He said "Fadiah, kalau ada, kau la org pertama yg aku akan bilang...."&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Yeah, mayb he's right. &amp;amp; he is telling the truth. It is only ME. and the problem is only with me. &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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;After that, I realized that I am too concern about him &amp;amp; it is not good. It is really not good. And when I realized, then I have to stop it. &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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;So before I stop him, it is better to stop myself. So there you go. Letting GO &amp;amp; Let's Go...!!!&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-3716487813509848831?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3716487813509848831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3716487813509848831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3716487813509848831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3716487813509848831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-go-or-lets-go.html' title='Let Go (or Let&apos;s Go!)'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7884986309808189215</id><published>2010-12-22T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:57:48.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game Plan</title><content type='html'>First of all, this is not about the movie which starring 'The Rock' k ...hehehe&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This entry is all about PLANNING...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As all of you would know that I am kind of person who would LIKE to plan, but I DO plan... and recently I did alot of planning (and I mean ALOT)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow, there are always obstacles that will come along the way... and I am aware of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance, Today was supposed to be the day that I go to SENTOSA with Yunita &amp;amp; Salmano. However, the plan were changed because both of them could not make it. Y has to stay @ home, while S is sick. Soooo, I stayed @ home for the whole day. The plan is forwarded to next Monday. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for today, I have learnt a lot of things... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- How to cook Lauk Pindang.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is a simple dish. All you need are some onion, ginger, shallot, garlic, turmeric, green &amp;amp; red chilis &amp;amp; some Asam Jawa. Oh ya, do add in the fish or meat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- To tolerate with the things which I do not like.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had a long and sweet conversation with my parents during dinner time. We discussed regarding our behaviour towards each other. For example, I will tend to have this argument with my mom...I told her that I dislikes the way she tend to repeat what she had told me before. But then dad told me that it is just the way of a mother. He said &lt;i&gt;"When you become a mother, then you will know the needs of repeating things."&lt;/i&gt; Yeah yeah yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, that are the lessons which I received today. And yeah, I also did some changes for today. For example, my feelings towards W. Alhamdulillah &lt;i&gt;(rasa mcm nak sujud syukur aje) &lt;/i&gt;this feeling are neutral. No more the 'I love You' feeling. Only the like and care are left. He is indeed a one hell of a good guy. Yeah really. That WAS why I have feelings towards him. Well, tried not to follow this feeling. Sometimes I succeed, but there are time of failures too. I was overwhelmed by this feeling, until  I forgot where I stand. When he treat me casually, then I realized that I am JUST friend to him. I did not blame him, coz he already stated his stand. The problem is with ME. And now, Alhamdulillah, my feeling is more stable than before &lt;i&gt;(agaknya berkat doa yg tidak putus2...Subhanallah)&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 I am soooo looking forward for Friday. There will gonna b slumber par-Tee! yeaY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok la, gotta go. Must sleep before 12. Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7884986309808189215?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7884986309808189215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7884986309808189215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7884986309808189215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7884986309808189215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/12/game-plan.html' title='The Game Plan'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2598620784631352064</id><published>2010-12-22T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:02:39.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelakar Abes!</title><content type='html'>NAk share Link ni dgn Korang...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://funny-profiles-story.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://funny-profiles-story.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau boring2, jengok la blog tu... mesti kekek punye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-2598620784631352064?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2598620784631352064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2598620784631352064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2598620784631352064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2598620784631352064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/12/kelakar-abes.html' title='Kelakar Abes!'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7468144678657796672</id><published>2010-12-20T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T16:55:35.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alrite!</title><content type='html'>Today is just like any normal day for me...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing special. Just a ME time. Stayed at home, did some chores, surfed the net, update this blog, chatted with some friends and oh yeah, I'm gonna buy a DSLR from my fren. weeeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's gonna sell it &amp;amp; I am so gonna buy it. Must start my saving from now. Ok Go! heeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regarding my not-very-special day, the First person who wished me is W!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am So hyped. that I went speechless. Then he called me &amp;amp; gave me the 'best' est birthday present ever!!!! Oh W...you are such a sweet sweet guy...&lt;i&gt;mcm mana la aku tak jatuh hati kat ko&lt;/i&gt;...but naaaah, that will just happen in my dreams...hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And rite now, my mind is still finding ways on how to get easy money. And I know, there is NO easy way to get it. So I have to try and try....never ever give up. Coz by giving up, you will not see the opportunity which lies in front of your eyes =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am loooking forward for tomorrow...insyaAllah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-7468144678657796672?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7468144678657796672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7468144678657796672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7468144678657796672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7468144678657796672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/12/alrite.html' title='Alrite!'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5478479200318283063</id><published>2010-12-16T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:30:23.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been like centuries I have not updated this blog.... If it is a thing, it will be super-duper dusty and surrounded by spiderwebs... and I will be sneezing while cleaning it up. I am allergic to dust, by the way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok...updates updates (I know that you guys are waiting for this part rite?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's go thru my updates chronologically k...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. I have officially resigned from my work! yeay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. I working as admin, which is just temporary...and my stress level has decreased. wuhoooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. I am very very very looking forward for the UPCOMING MONDAY...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. My parents have been bugging me to look up for full-time jobs. and I replied "OK".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    HAHAHA...dun wanna reply so much. it is really safe, u know. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. I AM IN THE SAVING MODE. Thank you. Therefore, I will be a bit (or maybe more)            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    calculative.&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;And let me recap a bit what happened yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up in the morning, bcoz Ibu have been nagging me to find full-time jobs. Then had my shower &amp;amp; help out with some chores. Went to the library (coz some of the mags are due. damn.), shopped for groceries. Went back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While I am doing the groceries shopping, Bluefairy texted me. She asked me to tell W that her workplace has been trying to call him , but no answer. Then I told her, that he has not contacted me since morning. So I guess that he is not in Singapore or mayb has been busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But then I texted him. Asking him to call her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5 min later, he told me that he already returned the call. &lt;i&gt;Ok...that was fast&lt;/i&gt;.  And I was thinking, &lt;i&gt;Nak kena tunggu aku bilang ke baru nak jawab call? Hmmmm.ok watever.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Later that evening, Bluefairy asked me to accompany her for a jalan2 @ Geylang. Asked permission from Ibu, then *poof* Out me go!!! Heeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had a lot of fun. But unfortunately didnt get to shop coz my MOTTO for this month is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say NO to SHOPPING. Say YES to SAVING.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(aku tak tahu nak rasa sedih atau gumbira)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok la..Azan pun telah pun berkumandang menandakan telah masok waktu solat zohor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I end this post, just wanna say that I miss all of u &amp;amp; this blog to. Sorry for abandoned you for a quite a long time. But this time around, I promise to keep updating it k... *pinky promise*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;k la. before Ibu datang, better aku cabot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chao chin chao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sekian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wassalam.&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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-5478479200318283063?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5478479200318283063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5478479200318283063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5478479200318283063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5478479200318283063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/12/follow-me.html' title='Follow Me...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-557005446666916675</id><published>2010-10-31T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:50:20.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh&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 been thinking a lot lately... Thinking about what I am gonna do after my contract end. I think I'm gonna make full use of the degree that I have, meaning that I have to find jobs according to my field. I admit that I really loves in this early childhood thingy, but then, I could not continue in this field as my degree doesn't allow me to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, so just have to go with my degree... and I know that it will be harder and tougher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do pray for me ya! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-557005446666916675?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/557005446666916675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=557005446666916675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/557005446666916675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/557005446666916675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-more-weeks.html' title='2 more weeks...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4931804100574064129</id><published>2010-10-10T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:24:59.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Ten Ten Ten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everybody says that it is a special date...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everybody says that it is an unique date...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But to me, it is just numbers...and numbers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the other hand, I had a great day today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to a friend's wedding, then went to meet W...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is quite weird coz HE is the one who ask me out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is rare for him to ask me out...coz I am the one who will always initiate things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But for some unknown reasons (which I do not want to know), we had a great time together. Had our lunch @ BK, then he helped me with some shoppings. Bought a Fossil watch &amp;amp; bag from Aldo. Weeeee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He told me some stories and some of his dreams. I listened well. He made some jokes and I laughed. It is just great. And I do not know why, but deep down inside, I feel so secure. and there is this feeling that could not be explain thru words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever it is, Alhamdulillah. Thank you Allah, for giving me the chance to meet him =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-4931804100574064129?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4931804100574064129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4931804100574064129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4931804100574064129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4931804100574064129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/10/ten-ten-ten-ten.html' title='Ten Ten Ten Ten...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4526982242791808821</id><published>2010-10-08T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T23:03:58.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too GooD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TK8ufRqy1mI/AAAAAAAAAUI/BZnnrkVJX84/s1600/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TK8ufRqy1mI/AAAAAAAAAUI/BZnnrkVJX84/s320/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525686382660605538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been like years since the last time I've updated my blog....Woah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And things are just sooooo great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently I've just officially 'graduated' from my Uni...yes, I had my convocation. And Alhamdulillah, everything are just great. Gotta meet my lovely frenz, spent time with my super-duper bestfriend; W....he was there for me... Thank you for accompanying me though ur assignments are waiting for you...hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My awesome adek2 also spent their night with me in my hotel.... oh btw, I stayed in the hotel from Monday till Wednesday...all alone...but there are people who willingly spent their precious time with me...Weeeeeeeeeeee~ Thank you, thank you *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And about my werks...well, just cant wait till the end of the year...and so looooooooonng. Heeeeeeeeeee~&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-4526982242791808821?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4526982242791808821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4526982242791808821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4526982242791808821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4526982242791808821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-good.html' title='Too GooD'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TK8ufRqy1mI/AAAAAAAAAUI/BZnnrkVJX84/s72-c/IMG_2220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3929392076165157529</id><published>2010-08-05T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:28:51.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been quite long I didnt update this blog. I am not busy. It is just that I am too LAZy to type. HAhaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but Today, I have the 'mood' to type it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, let see....tomorrow is going to be the all RED&amp;amp;WHITE day @ skooL...we have to dress according to that colour code as to celebrate our Country National day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, on Saturday, I will be going for a short trip to kL...a visit to my sister's place &amp;amp; IIUM... wohoooooooo~ cant wait...*rabb yassir*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And next week...will be the coming of the Holy Month of Ramadhan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For this Ramadhan, these are my resolutions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Finish my Quranic recitation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Reduce listening to music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Increase in good deeds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Strengthening my relationship with ALLAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Preserving my relationship with humans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Reduce in talking and gossipping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+ Read more books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope that Allah will help me in reaching for my goal. InsyaAllah~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you fail to plan, you will plan to fail."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/8238285207707604576-3929392076165157529?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3929392076165157529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3929392076165157529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3929392076165157529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3929392076165157529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/08/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6857863293143832956</id><published>2010-07-03T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T09:30:30.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TC_kGp5u9MI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RLXVYJQmfnc/s1600/IMG_1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TC_kGp5u9MI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RLXVYJQmfnc/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489857273766278338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heard this story on the radio this morning. About an assistant of a minister, who always saying this phrase as his favourite: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The best one is the one that ALLAH has choosed for you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the minister was doing some works then accidentally, cutted one of his fingers. The minister told his assistant and as usual, he replied:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "The best one is the one that ALLAH has choosed for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister was angry and decided to put his assistant behind bars. So the assistant was caught and put in the jail. While being arrested, the assistant repeated the same phrase again: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The best one is the one that ALLAH has choosed for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks after that, the minister decided to go for a expedition with his armies. During the trip, they were caught by a group of some aborigines at the area. This group have a ritual of sacrifising humans to their god. Therefore, the minister and his armies were used for the ritual.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the minister was excepted as they found out that one of his fingers is missing. He was considered as imperfect and not suitable to be sacrifised. He was released and get to go back to his country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he reached his country, he meet with his assistant, who was in jail. He realised that what his assistant is true. He asked the assistant: "...but why do say that it is the best for you when you are being put in jail?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He answered slowly: "Well, if I am not being arrested, I will be following you expedition and get killed as the others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And indeed, being grateful and accepted all the things that ALLAH has choosed for you is the best. It may hard to accept it at first, but it is the best for you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only ALLAH knows the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-6857863293143832956?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6857863293143832956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6857863293143832956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6857863293143832956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6857863293143832956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/07/being-grateful.html' title='Being grateful'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/TC_kGp5u9MI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RLXVYJQmfnc/s72-c/IMG_1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4850608325992042740</id><published>2010-06-27T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:54:41.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TaHaN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kalau badan kita lemah, kita kena cari sesuatu yang boleh menguatkan sistem ketahanan badan kita. Tapi kalau hati lemah, nak buat macam mana ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawapannya: &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kembali kepada Pencipta hati itu. Minta kekuatan daripada-Nya.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-4850608325992042740?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4850608325992042740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4850608325992042740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4850608325992042740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4850608325992042740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/06/tahan.html' title='TaHaN'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4227940952031595169</id><published>2010-06-25T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:13:05.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kebenaran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kebenaran itu kadangkala pahit untuk diterima. tapi itu lah kebenaran. Biarpun di selindung, di tutup, namun baunya maseh dapat di hidu. Sinarannya maseh dapat di lihat, walaupun kurang jelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pada waktu ini, izinkan aku untuk menyatakan kebenaran, walaupun sedikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebenaran tentang perasaanku terhadap W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang benarlah orang yang mengatakan: Lelaki &amp;amp; perempuan tidak boleh terlalu rapat. Kalau terlalu rapat, mesti ada perasaan yg lebih2 akan timbul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ini tidak pandai untuk menyatakan perasaan aku. Aku lebih suka pendam, atau tunjukkan sebaliknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi aku, biarlah orang itu tidak tahu. Biarlah dia rasa yang sebaliknya. tapi hakikatnya, bukan itu yang aku rasa. Tapi benda ni aku tidak aplikasikan kepada semua orang. Tak semua orang aku buat yang sama. Ada yang aku nyatakan tentang perasaanku dan ada yang tidak. Tapi jika pada kes W ni, selalunya aku tidak nyatakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...entahlah. Aku ada pernah cakap dulu, yang aku suka dia. Dua kali aku nyatakan. Tapi kedua2 itu menerusi SMS. Aku tidak berani untuk bersemuka. Kerana aku malu. bukan malu jika ditolak. kerana aku tak kisah. tapi aku malu kerana aku seorang Wanita. ya, itulah yang aku lebih bimbangkan. Aku tidak kisah jika dia hendak menolak. kerana itu hak dia. Malah, aku lebih risau kalau dia mengiyakan, tetapi pada hakikatnya, dia merasakan sebaliknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku maseh lagi sedar diri. Walaupun perasaan suka ini kadangkala timbul, aku cuba untuk mengawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku lemah. Aku tidak berdaya untuk menahan keinginan yang menyebabkan kemurkaan Allah. Oleh itu, aku mohon pertolongan dari-Nya. Aku tak nak terus-meneruskan merosakkan hubungan dengan W. Aku doa agar Allah tunjukkan dan beri ketenangan walaupun aku tidak lagi rapat dengan W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada minggu lalu, yang mana aku rasa aku tak akan dapat berjumpa dengan W lagi, tapi ditakdirkan Allah untuk berjumpa dengannya. Dia menemani aku ketika pergi &amp;amp; pulang dari kL. Dan sepanjang perjalanan pergi &amp;amp; pulang dengannya, telah mengubahkan pandangan dan perasaaan aku terhadap W. Dari pandangan yang kurang senang kepada yang lebih senang. Dari perasaan yang kurang yakin, kepada yang lebih yakin. Aku rasa dia telah berubah. dan aku bangga &amp;amp; gembira untuknya. Sungguh aku katakan. Aku bahagia melihat keadaannya yang sekarang. Dan kerana kegembiraanya &amp;amp; keyakinan yang aku ada, aku terasa mudah untuk melepaskan dia =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tetap kawannya. dan dia tetap aku anggap sebagai seorang kawan yang sangat baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih kepadanya yang telah banyak berkongsi dan mengajarku tentang erti hidup. Aku banyak belajar darinya. Sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kini, kerana perasaan sayang, aku ingin melepaskannya. Biarlah dia pergi. Kerana aku tahu, aku hanya mampu untuk doakan dia. Aku sayang sangat hubungan ini &amp;amp; aku tak sanggup hendak mengotorkannya lagi. Cukuplah dulu kesilapan2 yang pernah aku buat. Aku insaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan terus kuat untuk meneruskan hidup kerana hidup ini lebih dari W. Aku memang suke cerita pasal dia dgn kawan2 aku sbb bagi aku, cerita dia interesting &amp;amp; best2. Dan takde sebab lain. BetoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sekarang ni, nak kurangkan cerita pasal dia. nak lebih fokus pada hidup aku. Nak menikmati hidup yang indah ini dan bersyukur atas segala nikmat yang telah Allah berikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentang jodoh, biarlah Allah tentukan. kerana aku yakin dengan janji Allah. Aku akan redha, biarpun dengan W. Well, we would never know, rite? =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-4227940952031595169?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4227940952031595169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4227940952031595169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4227940952031595169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4227940952031595169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/06/kebenaran.html' title='Kebenaran'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2963003031726745492</id><published>2010-06-23T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:02:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H+L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I fall in Love again....with who ever him/her is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is Hlovate...it is the combination of the word Love &amp;amp; Hate...creative rite? MashaAllah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the previous novel which is the Rooftop Rant and I just finished reading another novel from this author titled Versus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I learnt a LOoooOooooT.....and I discover something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered my strength, I found again myself. Thank you, Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For guiding my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For showing me the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For making things easier for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supporting me with strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For providing me with good health, family, friends and those who I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not going to fall again. I did fall and then get back up. Fall then rise up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time around, I am going with YOU. Through YOUR way. I know it is hard, but I will try. Because changing for good is HARD.. It will gonna take a lot of sacrifices. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am going to TRY. though it takes thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ALLAH, please support me with strength and perseverence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Changing for good is not a sin. Though it'll cost you blood and tears for a start."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;~Hlovate~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-2963003031726745492?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2963003031726745492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2963003031726745492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2963003031726745492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2963003031726745492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/06/hl.html' title='H+L'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7684903819340554764</id><published>2010-06-19T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:31:56.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson oh Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In order to learn something, speed is not important. The most important thing is perseverence and the application of the lesson itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just came back from my short kL trip recently. I reached home aroun 10pm yesterday. Went back with W. Thanks a lot to him that I have received many lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there on Tuesday...At first, I made arrangement with W, to go there together. But then, he cancelled it last minute bcoz of some reasons. So I decided to just proceed on my own. I reached Larkin around 845am, then rushed to change some money (as I dont have any RM in my wallet) and bought the 9am bus to kL. At first I though that I wanna buy the Transnational tix, but then the counter was a bit far, so I bought the Konsortium bus instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the bus and settle down in my seat. When I was about to put on my iPod on my ears, suddenly there was a guy standing beside me and said: "Excuse me, this is seat is taken already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I look up and saw W!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked, but manage to maintain it. I smiled and said: "Eh...ko naik bus ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "Yup..aku memang selalu naik bus ni..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we said goodbye and he went to his seat, which is two seat in front of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt talked much, but we had a great conversation on our way to IIUM. He shared a lot of things and updated some of his life stories with me. Some of them are inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I went to JPJ, to settle my convert letter. After that, I went to HS for some meet-up session with my juniors. W came later. We had a great and short meet up. After zohr, I went out with Farhan. We watched Shrek 3. It was fun, but Farhan finds it bored, so he slept during the muvee. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I met with my sister. Had a conversation with her, accompanied her for her check up @ the clinic. She advised me a lot and it blends well in my head. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, went back with W. on the way back, we talked a lot. and yeah, he is the one who will usually have a lot to share. I managed to learn a loooooooooooooooot from his stories. He is one good friend who shared and taught me a lot about this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the recap for the my short and sweet kL trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Allah, for everything. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-7684903819340554764?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7684903819340554764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7684903819340554764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7684903819340554764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7684903819340554764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/06/lesson-oh-lesson.html' title='Lesson oh Lesson'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5310107765238500212</id><published>2010-06-07T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T00:57:38.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone need somebody to love, understand and care for them. The same goes with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need that person. But somehow, I must be patient. bcoz it is not easy to find the right one. NO, not the right one. just the one who completed you as who you are. Yes....He is the one whom I am looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have made some few wrong decisions. but this time around, I am not going to make the same mistakes again. I want to make my choices and go on with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W still lingering in my life, bcoz I allowed him to do so. I know about my feelings towards him and he also express his feeling but not exactly in a way that I would exactly understand...but whatever that he is trying to express, I will ensure that it is not love. It maybe just a mere feeling or lust. I do not know. I know that I cannot be fickle-minded anymore. Therefore, if he is the one, just leave it to Allah coz I have already tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that Allah will show me the way. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-5310107765238500212?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5310107765238500212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5310107765238500212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5310107765238500212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5310107765238500212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/06/feeling.html' title='Feeling....'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5675972126680948071</id><published>2010-05-31T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:20:46.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Building</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"A muslim towards another muslim is like a building. They support one another." -Hadeeth sahih min Sunnan Abi Daud &amp;amp; Tirmidzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what will happen to those who condemn one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing have been lingering in my mind since like just now...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to meet with Bluefairy after werk. She treat me for my iftar *Thanks to Bluefairy* After the iftar, went to solat and widow-shopping for a while, then went back coz got nothing to do. Reached home, joined my dad to watch for the local news. Then ayah said: "There is a recent news..." I was excited to wait for the news...then...there it was: the news about the Israeli attacks a boat which is on their way to Gaza to send the food supplies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit shock for me (who did not always care to watch or care for what happening in this world) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now....I realize something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I have been sleeping in my own world....with my own feeling....with my own comfort....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment, I want to spare some of my time, doing a little thing for my brothers and sisters who is suffering in their own land...either in Palestine, Thailand or even in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These will not only be an empty words...but those words which will bring some benefit for them. InsyaAllah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8238285207707604576-5675972126680948071?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5675972126680948071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5675972126680948071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5675972126680948071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5675972126680948071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/05/building.html' title='Building'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-509276450149850606</id><published>2010-05-23T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:46:48.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidup Ini...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dah lama tak tulis entry dalam bahasa Melayu...Sebenarnya aku dah malas nak blog...&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 tu, rasa nak blog, tapi bila nak type, malas...So kalau perkataan MALAS tu dah ada, selamat tinggal la jawabnya...heeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aku baru perasaan yang entri aku sebelum2 ni banyak pasal W...so aku dah penat nak citer sal W...mari kita cerita pasal idop aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni tengah sibuk dengan PTC (parent-teacher conference) yang akan berlangsung pada bulan JUN nanti....minggu depan merupakan minggu terakhir persekolahan...aku dah tak sabar nak cuti...heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan lately ni, aku tgh stress dengan worksheet budak2 yang berlambak...semua datang last minute...Entah kenapa eh? Aku pun tak paham curriculum department buat keje mcm mana... Haizzzz....Yang penting, aku buat keje &amp;amp; nak kena rush budak2 ni...Kesian aku tgk budak2 ni...tapi nak buat mcm mana....aku harap dorg kuat...insyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh...baru2 ni ada sorang adek dari skola lama aku semangat menegur aku kat YM, tapi aku malas nak layan...tak tahu la nape..sekarang ni aku dah malas nak layan orang esp guys...aku cuma layan W sorang je..sbb cuma dia je yang kuasa nak layan aku...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan lagi satu perkara penting, Aku dah tak pikir tentang kawen lagi....kalau ada jodoh, ada la...kalau bukan di dunia, mungkin di akhirat nanti...kan? kan? Tapi usaha tetap diteruskan =)&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/8238285207707604576-509276450149850606?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/509276450149850606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=509276450149850606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/509276450149850606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/509276450149850606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/05/hidup-ini.html' title='Hidup Ini...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3086360219577566266</id><published>2010-05-10T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:57:08.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Bond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things always happened when you are least expecting it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That what had happened to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected that I will not continue my friendship with W, after all the fights and confessions...but then, he forgave me and accept me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad but I did not put any hopes on him. Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great chat on last Saturday night. He shared with me a lot of stories. About his life, his dissapointment towards me (duh!) and his hopes towards me. I know and understand how he feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that it is really hard for me. He also said that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Fadiah, i know that it is hard for you. tapi aku harap sgt ko tak citer dgn org lagi. It is the best for both of us. Aku tak nak ko susah nanti."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It is hard. But I have to try. because It is a promise. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is MY PROMISE to him. and to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are risks. I dare to take it &amp;amp; I leave it in Allah's hand. Let HIM guides his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;والله على كل شيء قدير &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-3086360219577566266?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3086360219577566266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3086360219577566266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3086360219577566266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3086360219577566266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-this-friendship_10.html' title='This Bond'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8278321414717366648</id><published>2010-05-09T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:17:01.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-get-her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah...i got a chance to prove that i can make him happy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for trusting in me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont let you down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont repeat the same mistake again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah (ni InsyaAllah Islam k, bukan Melayu sbb aku bukan orang Melayu)&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/8238285207707604576-8278321414717366648?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8278321414717366648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8278321414717366648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8278321414717366648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8278321414717366648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-get-her.html' title='To-get-her'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7889293564113435816</id><published>2010-05-08T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:41:23.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you begin a journey, always remember to equip yourself with the right intention. Once the intention is right, the journey will be smooth and you will get to your destination safely, though there might be some obstacles and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is also like that. It is a journey. and throughout this journey, you may come across many kind of people and you will learn a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, be patient and never ever give up =)&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/8238285207707604576-7889293564113435816?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7889293564113435816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7889293564113435816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7889293564113435816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7889293564113435816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/05/walk.html' title='The walk'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4695490813368335914</id><published>2010-05-02T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T03:40:03.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S9x9QChjYtI/AAAAAAAAATg/2szrewTyifA/s1600/DSCF0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S9x9QChjYtI/AAAAAAAAATg/2szrewTyifA/s320/DSCF0586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466381762229920466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assalamualaikum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we leave someone behind, most people will think because of hatred or dislike....but not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave him behind bcoz I need time for myself. Frankly speaking, &lt;u&gt;I really care for him more than myself.&lt;/u&gt; But I have to make this decision due to the mistakes that I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Allah knows how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may assumed and talked. So let them be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it meant to be, then just let Allah handles it. As for me, I am not strong enough to handle this thing. Without Allah's help, I am absolutely nothing...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.Rabb yassir wala tu'assir..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-4695490813368335914?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4695490813368335914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4695490813368335914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4695490813368335914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4695490813368335914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/05/leaving.html' title='Leaving....'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S9x9QChjYtI/AAAAAAAAATg/2szrewTyifA/s72-c/DSCF0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-546667217977641043</id><published>2010-05-01T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T01:54:55.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As requested</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S9sXUPWcliI/AAAAAAAAATY/H1nnIVVrvCU/s1600/e4893f802e3ccc3ecb4c6f459b35a9cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S9sXUPWcliI/AAAAAAAAATY/H1nnIVVrvCU/s320/e4893f802e3ccc3ecb4c6f459b35a9cd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465988209229731362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been quite long since I updated this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went online yesterday &amp;amp; chatted with Ayu. She asked me about my blog. I told her that it has been soooo long since I updated it. Therefore, I decided to update it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to know that I have changed this blog to public as I want to share it with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz we are all human, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*do you think that there is any significant between blog &amp;amp; being human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is. However I couldnt type to long coz I got to do some summaries for the DP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bYe!&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/8238285207707604576-546667217977641043?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/546667217977641043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=546667217977641043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/546667217977641043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/546667217977641043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-requested.html' title='As requested'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S9sXUPWcliI/AAAAAAAAATY/H1nnIVVrvCU/s72-c/e4893f802e3ccc3ecb4c6f459b35a9cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1560136400985101061</id><published>2010-03-13T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:29:38.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harapan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bila kita letakkan harapan kita pada sesuatu, kita selalu akan pastikan bahawa harapan itu terletak di tempat yang selamat dan terjamin. Tidak ada orang yang mahu mengharapkan pada sesuatu yang kurang pasti. Begitu juga dengan diri aku ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila mengharap, biarlah pada yang pasti. Segala yang kurang pasti itu, aku letakkan di tepi. Aku tidak terus buang. kerana aku sendiri kurang pasti, apakah ianya seperti yang aku rasa, atau sebaliknya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau apa pun, aku tetap mengharap...tetapi mengharap hanya pada yang PASTI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S5pp5A-pRII/AAAAAAAAATQ/hG9_gagTzho/s1600-h/IMG_8845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S5pp5A-pRII/AAAAAAAAATQ/hG9_gagTzho/s320/IMG_8845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447783127494247554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gambar tu menunjukkan yang orang besar &amp;amp; orang kecik sedang bergaduh. Orang besar tu ingatkan yang dia dah besar sgt. Yang orang kecik pulak ingat yang walaupun dia kecik, tapi dia kuat. Namun, kedua2 tak sedar yang masing2 ada kelemahan tersendiri. Suka hati la...&lt;br /&gt;gadoh la korang sampai tua nanti...muahahaha&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/8238285207707604576-1560136400985101061?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1560136400985101061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1560136400985101061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1560136400985101061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1560136400985101061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/03/harapan.html' title='Harapan'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S5pp5A-pRII/AAAAAAAAATQ/hG9_gagTzho/s72-c/IMG_8845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2219604554040786700</id><published>2010-03-06T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:29:16.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Bila rindu dipendam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Lalu doa tersemat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Sebagai tanda ingatan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yang tulus lagi ikhlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biarlah orang tidak tahu dan tidak mengerti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asalkan diri kita yang faham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-2219604554040786700?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2219604554040786700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2219604554040786700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2219604554040786700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2219604554040786700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/03/rindu.html' title='Rindu....'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4854580797581015973</id><published>2010-02-01T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:01:22.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me disappear for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to recharge my battery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in a couple of months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-4854580797581015973?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4854580797581015973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4854580797581015973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4854580797581015973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4854580797581015973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/02/gone.html' title='Gone'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5777462332054180835</id><published>2010-01-31T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:16:51.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes we may touched other peoples' heart without knowing it...and it also goes the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believed that there will always be a reason for EVERYTHING that happened in my life. Therefore, I will TRY not going to worry about the unnecessary things. I want to keep moving forward and do wanna look back, although sometimes we have to look back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the unsure things, I will try not to think about it....I want to leave it to Allah and let Him handle it for me... I know that I have to strive my best, but certain things are just beyond our limit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the BEST help always comes from ALLAH, coz HE is the ONE who controls everything. And we as human, will tend to forget about that =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"La hawla wala quwwata illa billahil 'aliyyul 'adhzim..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-5777462332054180835?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5777462332054180835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5777462332054180835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5777462332054180835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5777462332054180835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/touch.html' title='Touch'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8653001850753725567</id><published>2010-01-26T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:40:02.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These few months have been pretty hectic. Last Sunday, I had a private meeting with the boss of my working place. The purpose of the meeting was to negotiate about my salary and to ask about the course which I have to take in order to pursue in the Early Childhood career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking that I am NOT going to take it as I just would want to gain experience through this job. But then, she told me that I have to take or else I would have to resign. Then I answered: "If that is the case, then I think that I shall quit." Her face changed as she was sooooo shocked that I said like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know that it is quite personal to say this kinda thing in a blog. But somehow, I think that would not be staying too long in this kind of environment. At first, I thought that I could stay long as I always enjoyed with the kids. But then, there is a sudden change in my passion. I do not enjoyed much.  and I could not understand much. I admit to my boss that it IS MY MISTAKe because I did not think carefully while accepting the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of the confusion, I cried that night. I texted W. This is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: W, ko rasa aku ni senang give up nye orang tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Tak =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks W. I really need to hear that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Jangan pikir bukan2 k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Khair InsyaAllah. Aku kena kuat. Doakan k =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Selalu doakan ko... Gi rehat, sok keje kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that he was here with me. But somehow, I am grateful that he is always with me eventhough he is far. Thank you, W. and thank YOU, ALLAH for giving me a friend like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-8653001850753725567?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8653001850753725567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8653001850753725567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8653001850753725567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8653001850753725567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-career.html' title='My Career'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-5525492001261189404</id><published>2010-01-24T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:22:03.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Expectation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Baru je nak sedey2 sbb ingatkan W dah lupakan dyah, tetiba ALLAh bagi dyah sesuatu yang di luar jangkaan...Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam off day. so kuar jumpa Yunita...kita jumpa dlm kul 12+.. gi makan, shopping jap, then chill2 story...heee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dalam kul 3 gitu, aku dapat sms dari W:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fadiah, aku kat s'pore...Nana pun ada sini. Dia minta bday present. hehe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyah pun dgn excited membalas. Sms punye sms, dipendekkan cerita, kita pun decide untuk jumpa. Diorg nak gi Sentosa. So tyme tu pun kebetulan nak alek, Dyah terus shoot ke Sentosa. &amp;amp; FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE, i went to SENTOSA, all by myself. (sbb diorang naik bas ramai2 gi Sentosa). &amp;amp; Alhamdulillah tak sesat. huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met them at the beach station &amp;amp; from there, we went to the Merlion, played the LUGE (aku &amp;amp; nana je main. W duduk tepi dgn Muja, pegangkan beg kita...heeee~), walked at Siloso &amp;amp; rode the beach tram. weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when they are about to go to the next event, which is the Songs of the Sea show, W and I decided to go back, as the show required ticket to enter. kita mana sempat nak beli, abeh budak2 ni dah beli siang2. huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas je 'berpisah' dgn diorang, kita decide nak gi makan sbb lapar giler. Sampai Vivo je, kita makan kat Breeks. Masa makan2 tu, sempatlah citer2. mcm2 jugak la citer until one part ni, dah tak tahu nak citer apa lagi...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas abes makan, aku ingat nak bayar, abeh W dah bayarkan dulu. Apa la dia ni...tak bagi aku can nak blanja dia. huhu. Pas makan, kita alek sbb sok aku keja. Kita naik cab &amp;amp; head to our own different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Entry kali ni pakai bahasa rojak sbb otak ni kurang berfungsi sikit. Huhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-5525492001261189404?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/5525492001261189404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=5525492001261189404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5525492001261189404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/5525492001261189404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/beyond-expectation.html' title='Beyond Expectation'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4783819189299705403</id><published>2010-01-22T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:52:29.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb dia dah lupakan Dyah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe....&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/8238285207707604576-4783819189299705403?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4783819189299705403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4783819189299705403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4783819189299705403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4783819189299705403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/forget.html' title='Forget'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4376070461727129209</id><published>2010-01-16T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:43:11.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fare thee Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dan setelah beberapa kali berkata pada diri tentang perasaan ini, Dyah akhirnya berputus untuk melepaskan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tinggal, W. Dyah bukan tak sayang persahabatan ini, tapi kerana terlalu sayang la dyah terpaksa tinggalkan. Dyah tahu susah, sebab tu dyah nak cuba. and I know that it is not an easy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan-kawan semua pesan dengan dyah, biarlah masa yang menentukan segalanya. Ye, tapi dyah ni tak sabar. Bagi dyah, masa terlalu lama untuk dinanti. Oleh itu, dyah buat keputusan untuk mengundurkan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam dyah msg W kat Fb, tanya dia nape dia senyap je. Dyah kata lah yang dyah rindukan kawan dyah. Dyah rindu nak bebual2 dgn dia. &amp;amp; tadi dia reply. Dia kata sejak nenek dia meninggal, dia jadi kadang betol &amp;amp; kadang tak. Dyah tak tahu nak percaya atau tak. Apa2 pun, kalau dia jujur, khair insyaAllah. kalau tidak pun, dyah tahu dia buat gitu sebab nak jaga hati dyah. Dia mintak dyah faham. Dyah cuba faham. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa2 pun, dyah nak cuba hidup tanpa dia. Dyah nak cuba untuk lupakan dia. Dyah nak kena move on. Kali ini betol2. Fadiah BOLEH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ya Allah, berikanlah hamba-Mu ini kekuatan..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-4376070461727129209?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4376070461727129209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4376070461727129209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4376070461727129209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4376070461727129209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/fare-thee-well.html' title='Fare thee Well'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8854975888045861991</id><published>2010-01-16T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:04:06.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasa Ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dyah tak suke rasa ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 rasa penat nak layan perasaan-perasaan yang tak penting ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dyah tahu, perasaan ni adalah ujian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyah bersyukur sebab dengan adanya rasa ini, dyah tahu nak menghargai dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kadangkala penat jugak dengan rasa ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa-apa pun, Khair InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kena yakin k, Fadiah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-8854975888045861991?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8854975888045861991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8854975888045861991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8854975888045861991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8854975888045861991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/rasa-ini.html' title='Rasa Ini'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2630649591637232349</id><published>2010-01-10T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:50:49.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Private</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba aku dapat ilham untuk nak 'private' kan blog ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama lagi lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUNGGUUUUUUUUUUUUU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Pada sesiapa yang sudi untuk membaca blog aku, bagi la email korang k...&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-2630649591637232349?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2630649591637232349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2630649591637232349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2630649591637232349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2630649591637232349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/private.html' title='Private'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-830622905330307496</id><published>2010-01-09T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:19:04.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukan Untuk Dijual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S0ibAt8Ap_I/AAAAAAAAATA/8Rkot955zCY/s1600-h/memories_by_TheNightSheDied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S0ibAt8Ap_I/AAAAAAAAATA/8Rkot955zCY/s320/memories_by_TheNightSheDied.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424756187801364466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Benda2 yang tidak boleh dijual-beli&lt;/u&gt;, meskipun kita ada seluruh harta di dunia ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;1. Iman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2. Hati&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;3. Perasaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;4. Maruah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ahli Keluarga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;6. Persahabatan yang SEJATI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;7. Kepercayaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;8. Rasa hormat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;9. Kasih Sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;10. Kenangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tidak percaya, cubalah. Dan jikalau ada yang kurang, tambahlah. Takot terlupa. Biasalah. Manusia =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-830622905330307496?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/830622905330307496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=830622905330307496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/830622905330307496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/830622905330307496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/bukan-untuk-dijual.html' title='Bukan Untuk Dijual'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S0ibAt8Ap_I/AAAAAAAAATA/8Rkot955zCY/s72-c/memories_by_TheNightSheDied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6080505749375318781</id><published>2010-01-06T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:55:49.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahasa KITA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok...PENGUMUMAN: Mulai dari entri ini, aku nak membiasakan diri untuk menulis dalam bahasa Melayu yang betul. Biarlah kalau orang tak faham ke...orang nak kata skema ke... tidak mengikuti perkembangan zaman ke...peduli apa...yang penting, aku sayang bahasa aku =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang membuatkan aku bersikap begini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, kerana 2 sebab:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Sebab aku dapat inspirasi dari Dila &amp;amp; Ayoosh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Sebab aku mengajar &amp;amp; aku dapati bahawa anak-anak di Singapura yang berBANGSA MELAYU, tapi tidak tahu atau tidak fasih berbual MELAYU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak bermaksud hendak fanatik dengan bahasa....TIDAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakap atau gunakanlah bahasa mengikut keadaan yang sesuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau bercakap dengan orang Melayu, gunalah bahasa Melayu. Kalau bercakap dengan bangsa lain, gunalah bahasa Inggeris atau apa-apa bahasa yang boleh difahami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang ni, aku sedang memerah otak tentang cara untuk mengajar anak-anak ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seawal umur 3-4 tahun sudah tidak tahu berbahasa Melayu. tetapi bila tengok bangsanya diletakkan Bangsa: MELAYU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hairan bukan?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-6080505749375318781?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6080505749375318781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6080505749375318781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6080505749375318781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6080505749375318781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/bahasa-kita.html' title='Bahasa KITA'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3235684198925162238</id><published>2010-01-03T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:17:11.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jatuh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terasa nak menulis dalam bahasa melayu. Baru ingat nak tidur cepat hari ni. Tapi mata ni maseh segar nak menatap skrin laptop ni. Huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S0CyUyUMy9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/k6vfeXPqQlw/s1600-h/Hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S0CyUyUMy9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/k6vfeXPqQlw/s320/Hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422530021527702482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mari aku cerita sedikit tentang apa yang berlaku hari ni. Pagi2 lagi dah keluar untuk mengajar madrasah. Dah lama tak mengajar &amp;amp; bila mengajar pagi tadi, aku terasa sedikit kepuasan sebab dapat berkongsi serba sedikit ilmu dengan adek2 ni.... Untuk kelas aku, sepatutnya ada 11 orang kesemuanya. Tapi oleh kerana minggu PERTAMA persekolahan, jadi yang datang cuma 4 orang je. Dan Alhamdulillah, kesemua mereka memberi kerjasama yang baik. Walaupun kadang-kala mereka tidak betah untuk duduk. Biasa laaaaa...remaja. Sape yang suka nak dengar cikgu berbual? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma satu saje yang aku kurang setuju ialah tentang sistem pengendalian kelas tersebut. Patot ke kita diberi penerangan tentang apa yang patot diajar pada hari yang sama sebelum kelas bermula? Sabar je laaaa...huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak kata seorang teman: "Khair InsyaAllah =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, selepas mengajar, aku terus ke Boon Lay untuk bertemu dgn W. Mula2 macam malas, tapi kena rajin2kan diri ni sebab W dah tolong bawakkan grad audit &amp;amp; partial transcript aku dari KL ke S'pura. Jaouh tuuuu...Jasamu di kenang, W... Mula2 ingatkan nak bebual2 dgn W sebab dah alang2 berjumpa...tapi takde rezeki nampaknye...sebab parent dia pun ikot sekali...so dia tak boleh lama. Jadi lepas dia beri pada aku benda tu, kita jalan jap &amp;amp; aku pun alek. Khair insyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, aku tak tahu hendak ke mana. sebab kalau ikot plan sebenarnya, aku nak lepak dgn W jap, then terus ke Orchard selepas asar. Aku janji dgn Ayoosh untuk bertemu dengannya. Tapi memandangkan plan dah berubah, aku pun terus ke Orchard &amp;amp; layan diri sorang2. Sewaktu melayan diri tu, tetiba perasaan sedih menyelubungi hati ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sedih. kerana terjatuh lagi. Malam sebelumnya berulang sekali lagi benda yang sepatotnya aku elakkan. Aku terlalu ikotkan rasa. Orang kata kalau ikotkan rasa, binasa. Itu lah diri aku.&lt;br /&gt;Itu apa yang aku rasa petang tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana lama lagi nak bertemu dgn Ayoosh, aku berjalan perlahan2 menuju ke Masjid al-Falah. Di situ, aku mencari ketenangan yang hilang. Aku menangis. Dah lama tak nangis mcm tadi..Dan Alhamdulillah, aku menemui ketenangan itu. Walaupun tidak banyak, tapi ia dapat mengurangkan keresahan di hati ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas asar, Ayoosh pun tiba. Kita jalan2, makan2 &amp;amp; buat sesi luahan. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Terima kasih Ayoosh kerana sudi meluangkan masa bersama &amp;amp; menyinarkan sedikit cahaya dalam hidup ini.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak benda yang aku fikirkan sejak dah mula bekerja ni. Tentang masa depan, tentang masalah umat Islam di Singapura, tentang keadaan di tempat kerja...macam2 la... Lepas tu campur lagi dengan perasaan2 rindu aku terhadap kawan2...seperti adek2 aku, W etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi walau macam mana besar atau banyak masalah yang datang sekali pun, aku &lt;b&gt;TAK AKAN&lt;/b&gt; berputus asa. Biarlah lambat atau terhenti seketika, tapi aku akan teruskan.&lt;br /&gt;Sebab itu ada lah diri aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Khair InsyaAllah ;) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-3235684198925162238?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3235684198925162238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3235684198925162238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3235684198925162238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3235684198925162238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/jatuh.html' title='Jatuh'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/S0CyUyUMy9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/k6vfeXPqQlw/s72-c/Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4630686404733519891</id><published>2010-01-01T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:24:37.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Szzaza1I7fI/AAAAAAAAASw/34vHNj-w2z4/s1600-h/you_lied_to_me_by_sicknonsens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Szzaza1I7fI/AAAAAAAAASw/34vHNj-w2z4/s320/you_lied_to_me_by_sicknonsens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421448628357623282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kawan saya kata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kita &lt;b&gt;Rindukan&lt;/b&gt; seseorang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;doakan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; untuk dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya nak berdoa dan terus berdoa untuk orang2 yang saya rindu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ya Allah, KAU jagalah orang2 yang aku rindu. Ampunkanlah dosa2 mereka dan kabulkan permintaan mereka. Jika ada diantara mereka yg di dalam kesusahan, KAU senangkanlah. Jika ada diantara mereka yg resah, KAU tenangkanlah. Sesungguhnya tiada daya dan upaya selain daripada Mu. Ameen ya rabb...."&lt;/span&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/8238285207707604576-4630686404733519891?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4630686404733519891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4630686404733519891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4630686404733519891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4630686404733519891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2010/01/rindu.html' title='Rindu'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Szzaza1I7fI/AAAAAAAAASw/34vHNj-w2z4/s72-c/you_lied_to_me_by_sicknonsens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-8781560287679006987</id><published>2009-12-27T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:37:15.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlameS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you wanna blame others, I do rather takes that blame and put it on ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a bit weird when people started blaming others for THEIR own faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Szjcx23pFbI/AAAAAAAAASo/tb_fr8hXzgc/s1600-h/Argue_by_lazy_lizzard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Szjcx23pFbI/AAAAAAAAASo/tb_fr8hXzgc/s320/Argue_by_lazy_lizzard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420324900640986546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing a lot of thinking lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the benefit of blaming others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you REALLY satisfied after you blame other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said this, does NOT means that I do NOT blame others...well, sometimes I dO. AS human, we will always do. but then, when we reached to a certain LIMIT, we will start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to blame others when I am the ONE who decided everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others may have effect on you, but YOU are the one who decide whether want to be affected or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz  it is YOUR feelings and it is YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something happened out of your expectation, take times to calm yourself. Then &lt;u&gt;MOVE ON&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, if it is MEANT TO BE, it is MEANT to be. Even without any helps from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only ALLAH knows the best ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-8781560287679006987?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/8781560287679006987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=8781560287679006987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8781560287679006987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/8781560287679006987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/blames.html' title='BlameS'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Szjcx23pFbI/AAAAAAAAASo/tb_fr8hXzgc/s72-c/Argue_by_lazy_lizzard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6653687991503402345</id><published>2009-12-26T01:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:45:46.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>19 years &amp; beyond...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel happy today! Alhamdulillah =) I got the chance to meet some of my wonderful friends...And most of all, I got to meet with Nadia, my 'oldest' friend in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been friend since primary One, that is when I was like 7 years old...and up till now (please do the math on your own), we still keep in touch and shared our vision and series of our lives...Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Nad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT9McYuWeI/AAAAAAAAASA/UIfEmdV2hxk/s1600-h/IMG_9499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT9McYuWeI/AAAAAAAAASA/UIfEmdV2hxk/s320/IMG_9499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419234641853700578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a wonderful friend...who will always willing to listen to my ramblings and annoying comments, will always hear my stories and tell her amusing stories. And I really find that MOST of her stories are amazing! She is funny and adorable. Never fail to make me laugh. Always concern about my current situation and even willing to help me in finding for me a future husband! Great isn't it? Heeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May ALLAH grant her happiness in this life and the hereafter. Ameeen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, besides meeting with her, I went for the solemnization of one of my former schoolmates, Susie...The event was simple and one of the best thing is that: it was held in a &lt;b&gt;MOSQUE&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;s&gt;It is one of my dr&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;eam to do my solemnization in a mosque too!&lt;/s&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the captured moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Shy Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8byIJKXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/cdI9afUYlH8/s1600-h/IMG_9483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8byIJKXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/cdI9afUYlH8/s320/IMG_9483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233805876144498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Calm Groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8bmm4ixI/AAAAAAAAARw/BmfYOUrOqEk/s1600-h/IMG_9482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8bmm4ixI/AAAAAAAAARw/BmfYOUrOqEk/s320/IMG_9482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233802783853330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Excited Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8arbHuJI/AAAAAAAAARg/k5VOgQENWU4/s1600-h/IMG_9469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8arbHuJI/AAAAAAAAARg/k5VOgQENWU4/s320/IMG_9469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233786896824466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Great Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8bNg6sxI/AAAAAAAAARo/8h-LNosnRU4/s1600-h/IMG_9471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT8bNg6sxI/AAAAAAAAARo/8h-LNosnRU4/s320/IMG_9471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233796047942418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Swensens for some chillax moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rabiul &amp;amp; DaLiLah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDjXInm-I/AAAAAAAAASI/aFulAg44AGk/s1600-h/IMG_9515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDjXInm-I/AAAAAAAAASI/aFulAg44AGk/s320/IMG_9515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419241632650730466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khudaijah &amp;amp; me&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDjwaMI2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/QPIUCS0tjjI/s1600-h/IMG_9516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDjwaMI2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/QPIUCS0tjjI/s320/IMG_9516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419241639435314018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Burning Waiter&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDkaWdqnI/AAAAAAAAASY/wr4hyfUlsgQ/s1600-h/IMG_9517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDkaWdqnI/AAAAAAAAASY/wr4hyfUlsgQ/s320/IMG_9517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419241650693974642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fondue *YummY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDk6f5QLI/AAAAAAAAASg/ie37kULEie8/s1600-h/IMG_9519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzUDk6f5QLI/AAAAAAAAASg/ie37kULEie8/s320/IMG_9519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419241659323465906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we sat there for like an hour and doing some story-telling and updates. Nadia told us about the incident about the late 'Giant' who passed away in Cairo. It is like a wake up call for me after hearing to such stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life, I have been taking it for granted. Always procrastinating things that are important and pursue things that are not even worth at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, Alhamdulillah...after that night, I realized that I have to be strong. I will not going to bother about my love life anymore. This may sounds wrong. Ok, let me put it correctly. I will think about it, but not going to emphasize on it anymore. Previously, I put too much concern into it. Always worried, concerned and whatever la. but now, I will try to be strong. and when the right person comes, I will tie the knot. InsyaAllah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things will go along the way. But right now, I will have to do important things which I have been neglected for the past few years...such as, purifying my heart and soul. I want to reconnected with my Creator. so that when the time come for me to face him, I can face him in a good condition. I do not want to face HIM in a bad condition. because HE had created in a good condition. Therefore, I will have to return to HIM in that way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it will not be an easy way. Therefore I am asking duaa (prayers) from you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray the best for all of you too, my lovely readers! Jazakumullah khair. May Allah bless!&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/8238285207707604576-6653687991503402345?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6653687991503402345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6653687991503402345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6653687991503402345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6653687991503402345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/19-years-beyond.html' title='19 years &amp; beyond...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SzT9McYuWeI/AAAAAAAAASA/UIfEmdV2hxk/s72-c/IMG_9499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-9199467526433138659</id><published>2009-12-24T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:47:31.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N.O.W'/><title type='text'>So Far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I have just completed my training...Finally, Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been 4 days of training, then next Monday will soon be the General Meeting and I will gonna start my career OFFICIALLY on Tuesday. Wuhooo...I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it will be tiring, stressful, exhausted etc. but somehow I POSITIVELY feel that I am going to enjoy it more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so you wanna know what I am doing for my career rite now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I apply as Kindergarten Teacher in HANIS Montessori..It was unexpected for me to get the job actually... The story was like this: During one of my IIUM senior's wedding, I saw Sya spec and asked her if there is any job vacancy at her work, do tell me. Then she told me to email my resume to her boss...So I did as what she told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a week after dat, I received a phonecall, asking me to go for an interview in Tampines. I went for the interview, and was quite suprised to find that the one who going to interview me is one of my schoolmate! Waaaah...&lt;s&gt;I was thinking that it is gonna be easy&lt;/s&gt; but I kept it at the professional level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I got the job. Alhamdulillah. I was relieved. I did not expect so much although the job had always be one of my &lt;b&gt;DREAM JOB&lt;/b&gt;. Some people may find it stupid and say "Why must you want to be a kindergarten teacher, after you went for your degrees?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I am going to answer: "I will go for what I like to do. I have passion for it. So I am going to do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, people. And I know that it is gonna be hard but FUN. Heeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-9199467526433138659?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/9199467526433138659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=9199467526433138659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/9199467526433138659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/9199467526433138659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-far.html' title='So Far...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-3746126559085675773</id><published>2009-12-23T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:46:23.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you are enjoying the little things in your life, you will feel happier than ever...Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I felt for these past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started my first full-time work...but not exactly the working part. I have just started the training part. It is fun, but sometimes I do get bored...but most of the time, I enjoyed! heeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of things that I have learnt and I got to meet with new people! yeay! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed meeting them and although I know that I may not be close to them, I am grateful to get to know them. However, I DO miss my friends and adek2 in IIUM...but life have to go on... When I chatted or talked with them, I will tell them how I missed them so much, shared with them my stories and so on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always enjoy the smallest things in my life and I am grateful to have them. Thank you Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share with you about my current working place, but got no time. Mayb later k.&lt;br /&gt;So, remember this: Enjoy the small things in your life. You will never gonna regret! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people =)&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/8238285207707604576-3746126559085675773?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/3746126559085675773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=3746126559085675773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3746126559085675773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/3746126559085675773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-things.html' title='Little Things'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-4890398523678369092</id><published>2009-12-21T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:47:50.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N.O.W'/><title type='text'>First Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At first, when I finished my studies in IIUM, I thought that I have done learning... I dont want to learn anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, I realized that learning is a life-long journey...you will learn as long as you are breathing and walking on this earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is what I am doing right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning...not working =)&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/8238285207707604576-4890398523678369092?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/4890398523678369092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=4890398523678369092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4890398523678369092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/4890398523678369092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-step.html' title='First Step'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1776329028108760663</id><published>2009-12-20T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:45:03.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>As My Age Added...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a concert...It was indeed great and fun! I will post the pic later k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is my 26th birthday, but somehow I couldnt feel anything different at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that I heard someone said: "On your birthday, the first person who you should thank is your MOTHER. Bcoz of her struggle and hardship, you are born in this world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through this opportunity, I would like to thanks my &lt;b&gt;MOM and DAD&lt;/b&gt; bcoz they will NEVER stop believe in me. Although sometimes (or most of the time) I am stubborn, arrogant etc. , I didnt mean it. I acted like that due to my stupidity and lack of maturity. And deep deep deep down in my heart, &lt;u&gt;I love You both more than anyone else in this world.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayah, Ibu &amp;amp; Nenek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sy0UX2PMudI/AAAAAAAAARQ/E2KQmm6Tb88/s1600-h/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sy0UX2PMudI/AAAAAAAAARQ/E2KQmm6Tb88/s320/IMG_2039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417008326725384658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank YOu Allah for giving me such a wonderful parent!&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/8238285207707604576-1776329028108760663?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1776329028108760663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1776329028108760663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1776329028108760663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1776329028108760663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-my-age-added.html' title='As My Age Added...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sy0UX2PMudI/AAAAAAAAARQ/E2KQmm6Tb88/s72-c/IMG_2039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-1744523054659015373</id><published>2009-12-19T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:59:57.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batuk jap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><title type='text'>Hati &amp; yang sewaktu dengannya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 ada mata, tapi tak nampak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 ada telinga, tapi tak dengar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 ada hati, tapi tak rasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kerana diri ini JAUH dari Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab itu tak dapat nak nampak, dengar dan rasa dgn &lt;b&gt;BETOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bertanya pada seorang teman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Macam mana kita nak lupakan orang ye?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia menjawab:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Berbual dgn Tuhan, kak. Minta tolong dgn DIA. Sebab hanya DIA yang boleh bantu kuatkan diri kita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betul la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKu jauh dari Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kini aku kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudikah KAU menerima ku? :_(&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/8238285207707604576-1744523054659015373?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/1744523054659015373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=1744523054659015373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1744523054659015373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/1744523054659015373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/hati-yang-sewaktu-dengannya.html' title='Hati &amp; yang sewaktu dengannya'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-44496459204299675</id><published>2009-12-18T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:26:40.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindulaaaah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up quite early bcoz mum wanna go to work. And I had a lot of things to do today. Besides continuing my room make-over, I have to meet Syu to collect my ticket for the Malam Kebudayaan Islam. OMG. I cant wait. Seriously. I has been playing inside my mind, to see my adek2 perform again...All the best, adek2 ku =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rite now, IDK why I am missing badly these two little rascals....wohoooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdullah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SyrqcZztVLI/AAAAAAAAARA/7N1vXNqTV3s/s1600-h/P1000359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SyrqcZztVLI/AAAAAAAAARA/7N1vXNqTV3s/s320/P1000359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416399275551446194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abd Aziz&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Syrqc0Y7g7I/AAAAAAAAARI/g8J7eZoVHY8/s1600-h/P1000293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Syrqc0Y7g7I/AAAAAAAAARI/g8J7eZoVHY8/s320/P1000293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416399282686886834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their innocent faces and smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their charming characteristics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their naughty and cheeky way to get your attention....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed them so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, Last night at slept around 2am and when I woke up this morning, I realised that someone just texted me, wishing me Good night at 245 am (like, 2 in the morning?) &lt;s&gt;It is suppossed to be morning not night, rite?&lt;/s&gt; ok, whatever lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That someone is....W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot I said goodbye to him already. *wondering*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8238285207707604576-44496459204299675?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/44496459204299675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=44496459204299675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/44496459204299675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/44496459204299675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/rindulaaaah.html' title='Rindulaaaah...'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SyrqcZztVLI/AAAAAAAAARA/7N1vXNqTV3s/s72-c/P1000359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-6801881052220568573</id><published>2009-12-18T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:42:41.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New LeaF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home and unpacked my boxes, re-organized my wardrobe and decorated my room! Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;Below are the result of my hard work..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SypZ7oWQP-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3MkG2ndYbME/s1600-h/IMG_7882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SypZ7oWQP-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3MkG2ndYbME/s320/IMG_7882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416240382844354530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SypZ7QudwUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/f3eKDQyE6Ns/s1600-h/IMG_9352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SypZ7QudwUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/f3eKDQyE6Ns/s320/IMG_9352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416240376503451970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think? Nice rite? *perasan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis tyme around, I wanna make my room feel like a princess...I wanna decorate it more and more, but will have to wait for more cash to come in first...no money how can decorate ma? *see, I write also like singlish now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like my room, I am also emerging into a new person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 1st of Muharram... I am not changing bcoz of this maal hijrah thingy...but bcoz I want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye MY PAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye IIUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hello Future ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and hello to my adek2 and girlfrens...u gurls will always remain forever *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-6801881052220568573?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/6801881052220568573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=6801881052220568573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6801881052220568573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/6801881052220568573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-leaf.html' title='New LeaF'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SypZ7oWQP-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3MkG2ndYbME/s72-c/IMG_7882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7331591226259434363</id><published>2009-12-16T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:05:17.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SyfHX2mYyOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BHEj99OdGP0/s1600-h/P1000656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SyfHX2mYyOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BHEj99OdGP0/s320/P1000656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415516289543751906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mistakes are proof that we are trying..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do not called it mistake but called it an experience..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are sooooo many things that people do just to make others feel good about themselves after they have done something which is wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we did something that is wrong, we will always said this to ourselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never mind. It is just a mistake. Everybody make mistakes. Try not to repeat it again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, we will repeat it sooner or later. &lt;u&gt;UNLESS&lt;/u&gt; we are truly regret it and promise to ourselves (which is a REAL promise) not to repeat it eventhough we will have to die by not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done sooooooooooo many mistakes throughout the 25 years of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are some mistakes which I really really really regret it, and there are some which I &lt;s&gt;enjoyed&lt;/s&gt; not really regret, but I have my OWN reason of doing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I sounds evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not, coz I am not evil. I am just being myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, there are some mistakes which I did it on purpose just for the sake of learning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not actually bother what others wanna say, coz whatever it is, all are depends on ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the one who can really decide whether I want to be good or bad, innocent or daredevil, liar or sincere etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others may have the power to influence me. but I have the right to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, later in the hereafter, when I will be asked on my past actions during my life... I am the one who will answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I do not want to blame others. After all, I am responsible for everything that happened it my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YOU, just sit back and enjoy the ShoW. Thank You =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-7331591226259434363?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/7331591226259434363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=7331591226259434363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7331591226259434363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/7331591226259434363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SyfHX2mYyOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BHEj99OdGP0/s72-c/P1000656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-7691870320257423364</id><published>2009-12-10T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:44:15.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Irreplaceable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Right now, I'm in IIUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming here with the intention to finish up my driving license and clear my financial issue. Been here for 6 days already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my driving test on Wednesday. I passed but the hill &amp;amp; parking part, but have to repeat the road part. *sigh* Well, at least, there is a &lt;b&gt;REASON&lt;/b&gt; for me to come to KL again, right? Hehehe...I think that I might probably do the test in January or February. I do not want to repeat it as soon as possible because I will begin my work in the 2 more weeks. Therefore, I will have to see my working schedule and then, I can plan for my future. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that things between me and W are okay. and I am glad that he is not the type who will gonna entertain my nonsense. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gurlfrens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My families,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adek-adeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one and only bestfren...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those are IRREPLACEBLe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will always be special in every way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the BOTTOM OF MY HEART:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through My Window - Bunkface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont want much, I just want everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought that I could, do almost anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One step in front of the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought that I could do it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the blink of an eye, its just another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Telling me why, Ill find another way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got this feeling, got me reeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can almost start believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now theres me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are together now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through my window, I can see theres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More than you and more than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Different view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are together now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through my window, I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our wildest dreams could be so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see a spark, it starts a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this the one worth waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought that I could do it without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cant exist like this anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now theres me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are together now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through my window, I can see theres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More than you and more than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input 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href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/irreplaceable.html' title='Irreplaceable'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2701019899656978590</id><published>2009-12-03T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:59:02.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dag-dug-dag-dug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>WHATever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Indeed life is full of surprises! That is why I lurve surprises! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really bother what job i get, who I will end up with...I really really really didnt mind at all. But it doesnt mean that I dont have a goal or vision in life.... It is just that I am not a choosy type. Therefore, as long as the job is related to my interest and passion, I will go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I RECEIVED a phonecall for an intervieW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of my &lt;b&gt;DREAM JOBS&lt;/b&gt;. I didnt really expect to get the feedback this fast. I send my resume thru email last friday. And....TADAAAA....a phonecall! weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am a bit scared for this interview. I really really really &lt;b&gt;CAN&lt;/b&gt; feel butterflies flying around in my tummy. Huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason of why I DISLIKES interview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have to appear FORMAL (hate iT! Im not a formal person, I hate formal events etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They like to ask SILLY questions - &lt;u&gt;do you notice that I put it SILLY, becoz there is no such things as stupid question.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I feel like being INTERROGATEd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have to appear at my BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People will SOMEHOW have some EXPECTATIONS on you - be it many or little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i know that some of the reasons are irrelevant, but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I just hope that I manage to overcome all those reasons. Sometimes, you DO have to face things that you did not want. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been keeping my status as a PART TIME BABYSITTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you heard me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I have been doing for these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is here in Singapore with her two kiddos. And well, I learnt a LOT. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered there is this one time, when I was about to enter the bathroom, then her 2nd son (Aziz) said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khalah&lt;/span&gt;, baca doa..." (which means: Aunty, recite the supplication..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And immediately I recited it aloud. The same goes when I came out from the bathroom. (And he actually WAITED for me to come out!!! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I found that is is FUN to see kids fight. Why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I discovered that kids can EASILY get back together again. &lt;u&gt;They WON'T held any grudges against each other.&lt;/u&gt; They will fight, then will not talk, and then, within 5-10 minutes after that, you will realize that they will play together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, rite? *Subhanallah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;If kids could act like that, why can't we as Adults, be better than them? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Something to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little confession: I'm kinda of &lt;s&gt;MISSING&lt;/s&gt; remembering someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I confessed that it is HARD to let go of that someone. All the memories that I had With that someone are soooo hard to let go. tWo years + seven months. That someone really did left &lt;b&gt;something&lt;/b&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying my best here. Very Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough talking. Wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/dyat/track/the+same+damn+story" title="'d'yat - The same damn story' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;d'yat - The same damn story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:10;" &gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8238285207707604576-2701019899656978590?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2701019899656978590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2701019899656978590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2701019899656978590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2701019899656978590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/12/whatever.html' title='WHATever'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238285207707604576.post-2504917730353967831</id><published>2009-11-29T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:37:15.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKShuHrbSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vcJmz87OMcg/s1600/IMG_8758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKShuHrbSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vcJmz87OMcg/s320/IMG_8758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409547210438962466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Unstoppable Passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clouds (how I wish I can be there...up above and always floating...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSizb7bnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/SQerdkteL2o/s1600/IMG_8889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSizb7bnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/SQerdkteL2o/s320/IMG_8889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409547229045943922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSiYHOe1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/N8S3glBLb7I/s1600/IMG_8886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSiYHOe1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/N8S3glBLb7I/s320/IMG_8886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409547221711354706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSiGg1pAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QGxg5QuxiuE/s1600/IMG_8875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSiGg1pAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QGxg5QuxiuE/s320/IMG_8875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409547216986940418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at how small we are from up above the sky *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSjPJ5EII/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y7Kg-4Spql0/s1600/IMG_8901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKSjPJ5EII/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y7Kg-4Spql0/s320/IMG_8901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409547236486484098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subhanallah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MasyaAllah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalammualaikum&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/8238285207707604576-2504917730353967831?l=behind-theveil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/feeds/2504917730353967831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8238285207707604576&amp;postID=2504917730353967831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2504917730353967831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8238285207707604576/posts/default/2504917730353967831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behind-theveil.blogspot.com/2009/11/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Dyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08727519099524274251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/Sqb-0vUjcbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CiO-u_nHAFg/S220/IMG_3373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZ_DRvR4SEQ/SxKShuHrbSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vcJmz87OMcg/s72-c/IMG_8758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
