<?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-6247851848849346582</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:50:13.977+08:00</updated><category term='recipe'/><category term='tag'/><category term='mine'/><title type='text'>Celebrated LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'>Always looking for everyday's miracle and finding them... and counting the blessing ;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-6143767112279186007</id><published>2012-02-14T02:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T02:19:30.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antara</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Penat minda aku&lt;br /&gt;menjatuhkan hukuman Tuhan kepada kamu, kamu dan kamu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu keikhlasan &amp; kebangangan kamu aku persoalkan&lt;br /&gt;Aku lupa itu semua kerja Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;Antara kamu dengan Dia&lt;br /&gt;Tiada aku di antara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kerja aku hanya memaafkan!&lt;br /&gt;Oh banyak cantek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersedar aku itu bukan antara kita&lt;br /&gt;Antara aku dengan Dia juga sebenarnya&lt;br /&gt;Agar mudah Dia mengampunkan semua dosa&lt;br /&gt;atas mudahnya aku memaafkan segala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah nak bagi lebih pahala&lt;br /&gt;maka diturunkan manusia seperti kamu, kamu dan kamu&lt;br /&gt;ke dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-6143767112279186007?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6143767112279186007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=6143767112279186007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6143767112279186007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6143767112279186007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/antara.html' title='Antara'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-5415782032121114905</id><published>2012-01-13T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:10:33.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khutbah Terakhir Nabi Muhammad S.A.W</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Khutbah ini disampaikan pada 9hb Zulhijjah, tahun 10 Hijriah di Lembah Uranah, Gunung Arafah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wahai manusia, dengarlah baik-baik apa yang hendak kukatakan, aku tidak mengetahui apakah aku dapat bertemu lagi dengan kamu semua selepas tahun ini. Oleh itu dengarlah dengan teliti kata-kataku ini dan sampaikanlah ia kepada orang-orang yang tidak dapat hadir di sini pada hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai manusia, sepertimana kamu menganggap bulan ini dan kota ini sebagai suci, maka anggaplah jiwa dan harta setiap orang Muslim sebagai amanah suci. &lt;b&gt;Kembalikan harta yang diamanahkan kepada kamu kepada pemiliknya yang berhak. Janganlah kamu sakiti sesiapapun agar orang lain tidak menyakiti kamu lagi&lt;/b&gt;. Ingatlah bahawa sesungguhnya, kamu akan menemui Tuhan kamu dan Dia pasti membuat perhitungan diatas segala amalan kamu. &lt;b&gt;Allah telah mengharamkan riba, oleh itu segala urusan yang melibatkan riba dibatalkan sekarang&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berwaspadalah terhadap syaitan demi keselamatan agama kamu. Dia telah berputus asa untuk menyesatkan kamu dalam perkara-perkara besar, maka &lt;b&gt;berjaga-jagalah supaya kamu tidak mengikutinya dalam perkara-perkara kecil&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai manusia, sebagaimana kamu mempunyai hak ke atas isteri kamu, mereka juga mempunyai hak ke atas kamu. Sekiranya mereka menyempurnakan hak mereka ke atas kamu, maka mereka juga berhak untuk diberi makan dan pakaian &lt;b&gt;dalam suasana kasih sayang&lt;/b&gt;. Layanilah wanita-wanita kamu dengan baik dan berlemah-lembutlah terhadap mereka kerana sesungguhnya mereka adalah teman dan pembantu kamu yang setia. Dan hak kamu atas mereka ialah &lt;b&gt;mereka sama sekali tidak boleh memasukkan orang yang kamu tidak sukai ke dalam rumah kamu&lt;/b&gt; dan dilarang melakukan zina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai manusia, dengarlah bersungguh-sungguh kata-kataku ini, sembahlah Allah, dirikanlah sembahyang lima kali sehari, berpuasalah di bulan Ramadhan, dan tunaikankanlah zakat dari harta kekayaan kamu. Kerjakanlah ibadah haji sekiranya kamu mampu. Ketahui bahawa setiap Muslim adalah saudara kepada Muslim yang lain. &lt;b&gt;Kamu semua adalah sama; tidak seorang pun yang lebih mulia dari yang lainnya kecuali dalam taqwa dan beramal soleh&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah bahawa kamu akan menghadap Allah pada suatu hari untuk dipertanggungjawabkan ke atas segala apa yang telah kamu kerjakan. Oleh itu awasilah agar jangan sekali-kali kamu terkeluar dari landasan kebenaran selepas ketiadaaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai manusia, tidak ada lagi Nabi atau Rasul yang akan datang selepasku dan tidak akan ada lain agama baru. Oleh itu wahai manusia, nilailah dengan betul dan fahamilah kata-kataku yang telah aku sampaikan kepada kamu. Sesungguhnya aku tinggalkan kepada kamu &lt;b&gt;dua perkara&lt;/b&gt; yang sekiranya kamu berpegang teguh dan mengikuti kedua-duanya, necaya kamu tidak akan tersesat selama-lamanya. Itulah &lt;b&gt;AL-QURAN dan SUNNAHKU&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hendaklah orang-orang yang mendengar ucapanku, &lt;b&gt;menyampaikan pula kepada orang lain&lt;/b&gt;. Semoga yang terakhir lebih memahami kata-kataku dari mereka yang terus mendengar dariku. Saksikanlah Ya Allah, bahawasanya telah aku sampaikan risalahMu kepada hamba-hambaMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sumber dari &lt;a href="http://www.islam.gov.my/"&gt;Jabatan Kemajuan Islam Malaysia (JAKIM)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-5415782032121114905?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5415782032121114905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=5415782032121114905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5415782032121114905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5415782032121114905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/khutbah-terakhir-nabi-muhammad-saw.html' title='Khutbah Terakhir Nabi Muhammad S.A.W'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4509961739930645273</id><published>2012-01-06T11:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T11:51:34.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'BODOH'</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Aku tak paham kenapa bila seseorang dikenakan atau terkena, dianiaya atau teraniaya, yang memikul kesalahan mengikut definisi 'kesalahan' di dalam persfektif umum, dia adalah seorang yang bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Itulah kau, bodoh... ikutkan sgt...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Bodoh la kau ni... sape suruh kau percaya?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah hilang agaknya perkataan baik &amp; jahat dari kamus... &lt;br /&gt;Dia bukan bodoh. Dia baik. Baik hati.&lt;br /&gt;Atau naif. Tapi sejak bila naif tu sesuatu yang lebih buruk daripada licik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang mengenakan &amp; menganiaya tu pandai sangat la ya?&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;Dia jahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now siapa yang lebih bagus?&lt;br /&gt;Org baik hati tapi bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;Atau org licik pemutar alam tapi pandai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat dunia boleh la lepasss&lt;br /&gt;Kat akhirat, zassS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Doa org2 yg teraniaya akan mudah &amp; cepat dimakbulkan Allah.&lt;br /&gt;So now siapa yang lebih bodoh?&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-4509961739930645273?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4509961739930645273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=4509961739930645273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4509961739930645273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4509961739930645273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/bodoh-is-so-overrated.html' title='&apos;BODOH&apos;'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-205920404091560857</id><published>2011-12-30T15:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T19:08:47.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGELS - All around us</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Di masa itu, aku impikan menulis buku bertajuk "&lt;b&gt;ANGELS - All around us&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;I was so down I need to create my own world.&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself - all the intuituions of doing the good deeds are Allah's wishes imposed on you. HE wanted you to execute them.&lt;br /&gt;By doing it, you feel right - you feel good, because they are all the GOOD things.&lt;br /&gt;HE likes the GOOD everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita tidak akan tahu di sebalik jahatnya perompak itu, dia mungkin anak yang baik kepada ibu bapanya?&lt;br /&gt;Atau si pelacur itu - seorang kakak yang baik terhadap adiknya? Atau si Bangla tukang mop lantai di kedai mamak itu baru sahaja meminjamkan RM3 terakhir dlm poket seluarnya kepada seorg kawan yang memerlukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersyukurlah. Dan jgn menghakimi. Kerana bukan kita yang menilai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, I walked around seeing all the luscious white fluffy wings on each and everyone's back.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it was the most beautiful sight ever!&lt;br /&gt;And I smiled all the time - thinking of all the good deeds all these people had done.&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile to people - they smile back.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, you'll see that life IS actually very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: At this point of time, I wish I still have those perspective I had about 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful nonetheless, but I longed to have those pure indifferent feelings to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;It's ok if they had the bad intentions, God will condemn them and protect us.&lt;br /&gt;Or so I'd like to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, lindungilah aku &amp; keluargaku daripada kejahatan jin dan manusia. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-205920404091560857?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/205920404091560857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=205920404091560857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/205920404091560857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/205920404091560857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/angel-around-us.html' title='ANGELS - All around us'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-6745241837714933643</id><published>2011-12-29T10:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:23:29.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindunyaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Oh, I am so busy 'celebrating my life', I almost forgot about pouring in my mind here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty occupied in my little wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;that involves this tiny little angel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jl1LGLvXncI/TvvNhHUfs-I/AAAAAAAACHA/YYvgUlwBoqE/s1600/New%2BPicture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jl1LGLvXncI/TvvNhHUfs-I/AAAAAAAACHA/YYvgUlwBoqE/s400/New%2BPicture.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691368522897142754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She eats world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plenty unfinished drafts I should just post.&lt;br /&gt;It's coming near to year end now. &lt;br /&gt;I should just get it done with.&lt;br /&gt;Trail of posts to follow!!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-6745241837714933643?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6745241837714933643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=6745241837714933643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6745241837714933643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6745241837714933643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/rindunyaaaa.html' title='Rindunyaaaa'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jl1LGLvXncI/TvvNhHUfs-I/AAAAAAAACHA/YYvgUlwBoqE/s72-c/New%2BPicture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-3368803957941157379</id><published>2011-06-16T15:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:24:23.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S MY LIFE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diriwayatkan oleh Abu Ummah al-Bahili, di akhirat seorang terkejut besar apabila melihat cacatan amalan kebaikan yang tidak pernah dilakukannya di dunia. Maka, dia berkata kepada Allah "Wahai Tuhan ku, dari manakah datangnya kebaikan yang banyak ini,&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan aku tidak pernah melakukannya".&lt;br /&gt;Maka Allah menjawab : "Semua itu kebaikan (pahala) orang yang mengumpat engkau tanpa engkau ketahui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaliknya, jika pahala orang yang mengumpat tidak ada lagi untuk diberikan kepada orang yang diumpat,&lt;br /&gt;maka dosa orang yang diumpat akan dipindahkan kepada orang yang mengumpat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lenggangkangkung-my.blogspot.com/2010/11/bahaya-mengumpat.html"&gt;Sumber&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Terima kasih. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://quote-book.tumblr.com/post/1048539974"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kGOJNDDGLsI/TfrCtiX4OaI/AAAAAAAACBA/CIN2lNWz8iQ/s400/tumblr_l7xz2vRXtW1qzx5i0o1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619017572674976162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://quote-book.tumblr.com/post/1048539974"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-3368803957941157379?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3368803957941157379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=3368803957941157379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3368803957941157379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3368803957941157379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kGOJNDDGLsI/TfrCtiX4OaI/AAAAAAAACBA/CIN2lNWz8iQ/s72-c/tumblr_l7xz2vRXtW1qzx5i0o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-8569524115988724131</id><published>2011-05-03T10:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T17:32:49.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peringatan</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Ingat kata-kata&lt;br /&gt;Minta pada Allah&lt;br /&gt;Bukan pada manusia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kenapa labu-labu si Luncai juga yang dicita&lt;br /&gt;Dah dapat pon berganda-ganda&lt;br /&gt;Balasan kebaikan daripadaNya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, mungkin aku yang tak mahu dia lupa&lt;br /&gt;Busuk hancing hinanya&lt;br /&gt;Palitan najis yang masih tersisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakini saja janjiNya&lt;br /&gt;Jumpa kita di sana&lt;br /&gt;Setara nilai dosaku digantikan pahalanya&lt;br /&gt;Habis pahala tanggunglah dosa&lt;br /&gt;Kurang-kurang jadilah unta&lt;br /&gt;Untuk tunggangan di bawah matahari sejengkal di kepala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku takkan lupa&lt;br /&gt;Aku tunggu kau di sana, wahai unta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah, doakan saja&lt;br /&gt;Aku juga bukan unta siapa-siapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-8569524115988724131?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8569524115988724131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=8569524115988724131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8569524115988724131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8569524115988724131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/peringatan.html' title='Peringatan'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-5448714447047587131</id><published>2011-01-04T17:18:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:50:30.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hutang budi di bawa mati?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Years ago, a mutual friend asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Saya nak tanya sikit boleh? Awak ni nak kata bodoh tu, tak... belajar tinggi...&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apsal awak ikutkan sangat semua benda yang dia suruh? Layankan sangat?&lt;br /&gt;Dia ada bayar awak gaji ke? Dah macam org suruhan saya tengok...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Takde la, dia penah tolong saya dulu... Ni kira balas budi la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Sampai bila awak nak kena bayar? Tak cukup lagi apa yang awak buat selama ni? &lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something about membayar budi. &lt;br /&gt;Dia berbudi, bukan awak yang kena bayar... Tuhan yang akan bayar. &lt;br /&gt;DIA yang akan balas dgn cara DIA yang kita takkan tau... mungkin kekayaan, mungkin kesihatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awak pulak, daripada awak teruskan berbudi dgn org yang tak reti menghargai budi macam tu, baik awak berbudi dgn saya.&lt;br /&gt;Temankan saya dinner.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one enlightening conversation I had. Semoga Tuhan membalas peringatan tersebut dengan keberkatan hidup kepadanya. &lt;br /&gt;Tak ingat aku pegi dinner tak dgn dia malam tu... One of the nicest person I've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, when I was in the pantry, I heard sorang akak ni cakap, &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Kita ni, kalau nak berbudi, kita buat kat org yang kita tau takkan dapat balas balik budi kita...&lt;br /&gt;Some strangers, perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;Baru kita sedar tahap keikhlasan kita kat mana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa guna buat kebaikan atau pertolongan, dengan harapan suatu hari nanti org sama tu jugak la yang akan tolong kita balik. &lt;br /&gt;Kira macam kita melabur la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, kita nak pahala pulak lagi... Banyak cantik!&lt;/font&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you:&lt;br /&gt;Hanya Allah yang mampu membalas budi kau dan keluarga kau.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu Allah yang akan membalas budi yang aku dah tabur kat kau dan keluarga kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-5448714447047587131?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5448714447047587131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=5448714447047587131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5448714447047587131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5448714447047587131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/hutang-budi-di-bawa-mati.html' title='Hutang budi di bawa mati?'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-8372604595581884874</id><published>2010-12-30T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T14:18:55.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of walking on a wrong path...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Yes, I walked a path that wasn’t mine. &lt;br /&gt;I felt scared to leave the path that I knew so well. &lt;br /&gt;But the moment I stepped out, it turned out that all the demons I expected to face weren’t there at all. &lt;br /&gt;I had hardships of course, but all was worthwhile &lt;br /&gt;– because my soul was alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/12/29/did-you-walk-a-path-that-wasnt-yours/"&gt;.credit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-8372604595581884874?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8372604595581884874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=8372604595581884874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8372604595581884874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8372604595581884874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/of-walking-on-wrong-path.html' title='Of walking on a wrong path...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-148263665064415305</id><published>2010-12-28T09:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T13:06:39.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to die...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;... with the satisfaction of knowing I've done the right things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I've delivered my best within my humble capability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku harap aku pergi dgn keredhaan mereka-mereka kesayanganku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as my great teacher (Paulo Coelho, of course) puts it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;It was in my path, &lt;br /&gt;I had to see it as something that I must overcome, &lt;br /&gt;not as something I was victimized by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll be paid fairly for what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;And so do you.&lt;br /&gt;Allah knows better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-148263665064415305?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/148263665064415305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=148263665064415305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/148263665064415305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/148263665064415305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-to-die.html' title='I want to die...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-1368863506550936556</id><published>2010-12-23T13:33:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:08:27.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choosing the Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Allow me to share this, master.&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/12/17/choosing-ones-destiny/"&gt;Paulo Coelho's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I am willing to give up everything&lt;/span&gt;”, said the prince to the master. “&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Please accept me as your disciple.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;How does a man choose his path?&lt;/font&gt;” asked the master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Through sacrifice,&lt;/span&gt;” answered the prince. “&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;A path which demands sacrifice, is a true path.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master bumped into some shelves. A precious vase fell, and the prince threw himself down in order to grab hold of it. &lt;br /&gt;He fell badly and broke his arm, but managed to save the vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;What is the greater sacrifice: to watch the vase smash, or break one’s arm in order to save it?&lt;/font&gt;” asked the master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I do not know,&lt;/span&gt;” said the prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Then how can you guide your choice for sacrifice? The true path is chosen by our ability &lt;b&gt;to love it, not to suffer for it&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH, for granting me the path and the ability to love my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-1368863506550936556?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1368863506550936556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=1368863506550936556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1368863506550936556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1368863506550936556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/choosing-path.html' title='Choosing the Path'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-2418794324746663370</id><published>2010-12-15T16:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:08:59.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, from the Life Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;It seems cliche, but here it is anyway : "&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the student is ready, the teacher appears&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;" The teacher, however, is not always a person. Sometimes the teacher appears simply as life, circumstances, or synchronicities. I call the road &lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, those apparently random events that show up in my life that beg to be noticed. Like most people, I have an enormous capacity for brushing off &lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as unimportant. What happens when I do? The &lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; turn into brick walls -- those circumstances you crash into that stop you in your tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Betty Healey, M.Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. That sums up what I was trying to say in my entry '&lt;a href="http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading-road-signs.html"&gt;Read the road sign&lt;/a&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita sentiasa diberikan petunjuk... or &lt;em&gt;signs&lt;/em&gt;, sama maksudnya, cuma bahasa berbeza. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi berapa ribu juta kali kita butakan mata? Konon-konon kita yang merencana dunia... telah Dia tunjukkan jalan terbaik. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi jalan bertahi juga kita redahi. &lt;br /&gt;Konon kuat. Konon bagus. Konon baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-2418794324746663370?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2418794324746663370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=2418794324746663370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2418794324746663370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2418794324746663370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/again-from-life-lesson.html' title='Again, from the Life Lesson'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-2479320432950359730</id><published>2010-10-22T12:50:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:10:03.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Simple Ways to Get Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Full article at &lt;a href="http://www.rd.com/living-healthy/20-simple-ways-to-get-happy/article16181.html"&gt;Reader's Digest site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Practice mindfulness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in the moment. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of worrying about your things tomorrow while you have dinner, &lt;br /&gt;focus on the here and now -- the food, the company, the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Laugh out loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just anticipating a happy, funny event can raise levels of endorphins &lt;br /&gt;and other pleasure-inducing hormones and lower production of stress hormones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; Go to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have become a nation of sleep-deprived citizens. &lt;br /&gt;Taking a daily nap or getting into bed at 8 p.m. one night with a good book &lt;br /&gt;-- and turning the light out an hour later &lt;br /&gt;-- can do more for your mood and outlook on life than any number of bubble baths or massages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Hum along. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music soothes more than the savage beast. &lt;br /&gt;Studies find music activates parts of the brain that produce happiness &lt;br /&gt;-- the same parts activated by food or sex. &lt;br /&gt;It's also relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Declutter. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nearly impossible to meditate, breathe deeply, or simply relax &lt;br /&gt;when every surface is covered with papers and bills and magazines, your cabinets bulge, &lt;br /&gt;and you haven't balanced your checkbook in six months. &lt;br /&gt;Plus, the repetitive nature of certain cleaning tasks &lt;br /&gt;-- such as sweeping, wiping, and scrubbing &lt;br /&gt;-- can be meditative in and of itself if you focus on what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Just say no.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eliminate activities that aren't necessary and that you don't enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Make a list. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like writing down your tasks to help you organize your thoughts and calm your anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;Checking off each item provides a great sense of fulfillment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Do one thing at a time. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who multitask are more likely to have high blood pressure. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of talking on the phone while you fold laundry or clean the kitchen, &lt;br /&gt;sit down in a comfortable chair and turn your entire attention over to the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of checking e-mail as you work on other projects, &lt;br /&gt;turn off your e-mail function until you finish the report you're writing. &lt;br /&gt;This is similar to the concept of mindfulness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Garden.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only will the fresh air and exercise provide their own stress reduction and feeling of well-being, &lt;br /&gt;but the sense of accomplishment that comes from clearing a weedy patch, watching seeds turn into flowers, or pruning out dead wood &lt;br /&gt;will last for hours, if not days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Tune out the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one week go without reading the newspaper, watching the news, or scanning the headlines online. &lt;br /&gt;Instead, take a vacation from the misery we're exposed to every day via the media &lt;br /&gt;and use that time for a walk, a meditation session, or to write in your journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Take a dog for a walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are numerous studies that attest to the stress-relieving benefits of pets.&lt;br /&gt;Couples with pets had significantly lower heart rates and blood pressure levels when exposed to stressors &lt;br /&gt;than the couples who did not have pets. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, the pets worked even better at buffering stress than the spouses did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Scent the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Research finds that the benefits of aromatherapy in relieving stress are real. &lt;br /&gt;Today you have a variety of room-scenting methods, from plug-in air fresheners to essential oil diffusers, potpourri, and scented candles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Ignore the stock market. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astute investors know that time heals most financial wounds, &lt;br /&gt;so give your investments time -- and give yourself a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; Visit a quiet place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libraries, museums, gardens, and places of worship provide islands of peace and calm in today's frantic world. &lt;br /&gt;Find a quiet place near your house and make it your secret getaway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Volunteer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping others enables you to put your own problems into perspective and also provides social interaction. &lt;br /&gt;While happy people are more likely to help others, helping others increases your happiness. &lt;br /&gt;One study found that volunteer work enhanced all six aspects of well-being:&lt;br /&gt;happiness, life satisfaction, self-esteem, sense of control over life, physical health, and depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Spend time alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Although relationships are one of the best antidotes to stress, &lt;br /&gt;sometimes you need time alone to recharge and reflect. &lt;br /&gt;Take yourself out to lunch or to a movie, or simply spend an afternoon reading,&lt;br /&gt;browsing in a bookstore, or antiquing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Walk mindfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably already know that exercise is better than tranquilizers for relieving anxiety and stress. &lt;br /&gt;But what you do with your mind while you're walking can make your walk even more beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;In a study, researchers divided 135 people into five groups of walkers for 16 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;Group one walked briskly, group two at a slow pace, and group three at a slow pace while practicing "mindfulness," &lt;br /&gt;a mental technique to bring about the relaxation response, a physiological response in which the heart rate slows &lt;br /&gt;and blood pressure drops. &lt;br /&gt;This group was asked to pay attention to their footsteps, counting one, two, one, two, and to visualize the numbers in their mind. &lt;br /&gt;Group four practiced a form of tai chi, and group five served as the control, changing nothing about their lives. &lt;br /&gt;The group practicing mindfulness showed significant declines in anxiety and had fewer negative &lt;br /&gt;and more positive feelings about themselves. &lt;br /&gt;Overall they experienced the same stress-reducing effects of the brisk walkers. &lt;br /&gt;Better yet, the effects were evident immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Give priority to close relationships. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who had a lot of supportive friends were much more likely to have healthier blood pressure, cholesterol levels, blood sugar metabolism, and stress hormone levels than those with two or fewer close friends. &lt;br /&gt;Women, and to a lesser extent men, also seemed to benefit from good relationships with their parents and spouses. &lt;br /&gt;Studies also find that people who feel lonely, depressed, and isolated are three to five times more likely to get sick and die prematurely &lt;br /&gt;than those who have feelings of love, connection, and community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Take care of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Actively religious people are happier and cope better with crises. &lt;br /&gt;For many people faith provides a support community, a sense of life's meaning, feelings of ultimate acceptance, &lt;br /&gt;a reason to focus beyond yourself, and a timeless perspective on life's woes. &lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not religious, a strong spirituality may offer similar benefits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Count your blessings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who pause each day to reflect on some positive aspect of their lives &lt;br /&gt;(their health, friends, family, freedom, education, etc.) &lt;br /&gt;experience a heightened sense of well-being. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-2479320432950359730?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2479320432950359730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=2479320432950359730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2479320432950359730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2479320432950359730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/20-simple-ways-to-get-happy.html' title='20 Simple Ways to Get Happy'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-5178692010085792173</id><published>2010-10-14T09:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T17:35:02.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing Cycles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;His - Paulo Coelho's, again ;) - latest entry got me chocked in the throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everything that has been revolving in my mind being written in such precise words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/10/12/closing-cycles-eng-espa-port/"&gt;Click for the full post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely a must read.&lt;br /&gt;Like always ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some words I need to keep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;One always has to know when a stage comes to an end.&lt;br /&gt;If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters – whatever name we give it, &lt;br /&gt;what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-5178692010085792173?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5178692010085792173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=5178692010085792173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5178692010085792173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5178692010085792173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/closing-cycles.html' title='Closing Cycles...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4414668067391047079</id><published>2010-10-11T09:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T09:46:38.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He who writes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;From Paulo Coelho's - &lt;a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/10/10/20-sec-read-writing-eng-espa-port/"&gt;Writing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Join those who sing, tell stories, enjoy life and have happiness in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because happiness is contagious and always manages to keep people from being paralyzed by depression, loneliness and troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell your story, even if it’s only for your family to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. Inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;As always.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-4414668067391047079?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4414668067391047079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=4414668067391047079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4414668067391047079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4414668067391047079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/he-who-writes.html' title='He who writes...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4622253850098166020</id><published>2010-09-02T08:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:31:57.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumi's</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/09/02/character-of-the-week-rumi/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Paulo Coelho's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river. Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkh, or Rumi (30 September 1207 – 17 December 1273), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;was a 13th-century Persian muslim poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-4622253850098166020?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-7501721597592028041</id><published>2010-08-30T08:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T08:45:52.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Ratio Point Of The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hD2323zkQUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hD2323zkQUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-8358770206275693114</id><published>2010-06-12T10:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:45:10.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You must...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"...continually have the subtlety of the very wise, the flexibility of the child, the sensitivity of the artist, the understanding of the philosopher, the acceptance of the saint, the tolerance of the scholar, and the fortitude of the certain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Leo Buscalia describes the rigorous requirements for being great lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ In the coming weeks, you Aquarians will have the potential to get halfway there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(freewill astrology : is-magazine : friday : 4th June 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Halfway? Fine, halfway is good enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-8358770206275693114?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8358770206275693114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=8358770206275693114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8358770206275693114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8358770206275693114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-must.html' title='You must...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-1898234584292494057</id><published>2010-05-17T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:16:34.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;...dan Kami jadikan sebahagian dari kamu sebagai ujian dan cubaan bagi sebahagian yang lain,&lt;br /&gt;supaya ternyata adakah kamu dapat bersabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Surah Al-Furqan, Ayat 20.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-1898234584292494057?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1898234584292494057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=1898234584292494057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1898234584292494057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1898234584292494057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/drop-it.html' title='Drop it...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4293975992811824891</id><published>2010-05-13T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T11:13:59.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukti</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What goes around come around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is COMES. With an 's'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What actually that goes around in particular that make it comeS around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a simple word, what exactly did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your wedding in particular.&lt;br /&gt;Or to you in general?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/TSPh561BIiI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/6CQDcBtxTOM/s1600/bukti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/TSPh561BIiI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/6CQDcBtxTOM/s400/bukti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558534750265745954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-4293975992811824891?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/TSPh561BIiI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/6CQDcBtxTOM/s72-c/bukti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-9220265770880849510</id><published>2010-05-12T12:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:00:19.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew, He knew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;God sets us apart because He knew...&lt;br /&gt;I'm no good for you,&lt;br /&gt;and you're no good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us just enjoy the fate, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-9220265770880849510?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9220265770880849510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=9220265770880849510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/9220265770880849510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/9220265770880849510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-knew-he-knew.html' title='I knew, He knew...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-3092089110793905670</id><published>2009-12-15T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:26:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perasaan Perasan</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Susah nak crita…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau bkn taknak crita,&lt;br /&gt;Tp deep down, kau rasa semua pon tau…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Satu dunia la suka kat kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu something went wrong sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Biasa la bila2 Dia nak ingatkan…&lt;br /&gt;Pastu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Satu dunia la benci kat kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau rasa kau x pernah dgn sengaja buat silap.&lt;br /&gt;Kau rasa dah betul.Terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Satu dunia la dengki kat kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau.&lt;br /&gt;Kau.&lt;br /&gt;Kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sikit2 kau.&lt;br /&gt;Byk2 pon kau.&lt;br /&gt;Tak habis2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Org lain pon sebenarnya sama.&lt;br /&gt;Diorg pon mcm kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diorg.&lt;br /&gt;Diorg.&lt;br /&gt;Diorg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xde masa la nak pikir pasal kau.&lt;br /&gt;Tolonglah.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan, sila kuat. Dia masih sgt penuh dengan dirinya.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Sila jgn &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perasan&lt;/span&gt;. Ini bukan utk anda.&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/6247851848849346582-3092089110793905670?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3092089110793905670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=3092089110793905670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3092089110793905670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3092089110793905670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/perasaan-perasan.html' title='Perasaan Perasan'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-7050742050431369949</id><published>2009-12-11T09:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:48:18.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 good news</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Slalu kita lupa, itu yg kita minta&lt;br /&gt;Bila diberi, kenapa terngadah?&lt;br /&gt;Woi, itu rezekilah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasrah, sila terasa.&lt;br /&gt;Hajat hg kat situ ja.&lt;br /&gt;Jgn pjgkn. Buat pening kepala bokpa? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amir, itu tanda.&lt;br /&gt;Kekuasaanya.&lt;br /&gt;Berkat doa dari sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abaikan bayang serta labu2nya.&lt;br /&gt;Kesian kat depa.&lt;br /&gt;Kanak2 lagi akalnya.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-7050742050431369949?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7050742050431369949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=7050742050431369949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7050742050431369949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7050742050431369949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-good-news.html' title='2 good news'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4049546451363459339</id><published>2009-10-30T11:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:28:26.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;i don't want to be like you.&lt;br /&gt;i won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan aku tak mahu ikut permainan kanak-kanak kau tu...&lt;br /&gt;kau seronok?&lt;br /&gt;bagus.&lt;br /&gt;teruskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma nak bagitau&lt;br /&gt;awal-awal lagi kau dah hilang markah.&lt;br /&gt;dah kalah.&lt;br /&gt;sudahlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*kesian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm enjoying what HE granted&lt;br /&gt;that is making do without it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted this, for sure&lt;br /&gt;can't you be adult about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;be careful for what you wish for.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;/center&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/6247851848849346582-4049546451363459339?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4049546451363459339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=4049546451363459339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4049546451363459339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4049546451363459339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wont.html' title='I won&apos;t'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-8382061855039930017</id><published>2009-08-07T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:16:02.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I wrote a mantra on my wall mirror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Too blessed to be stressed..."&lt;br /&gt;~ by anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been my powerful daily motivation. I've truly been blessed. With a lot of things. I've always considered myself as lucky (though 'luck' is not what i really meant - but blessing, it is). LUCK? Ntah. I don't really favour that word really. It's not luck. It's blessing. Granted by HIM. THE ALMIGHTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying fairly fabulous blessing right now. Weehooo!! I always know being happy will always lead to more happiness... (although there's no exception that you're 'granted' with the 'reminder' from time to time). Just chill (menampar diri sendiri bila tetiba teringat all the tiny little things that I potentially turn into issues)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, let's count the blessing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ME, being ME (despite all the shortcomings),&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ME somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the people that surround me&lt;br /&gt;(xnak list down, sbb nanti terlupa nak include...)&lt;br /&gt;But that definitely includes YOU (despite who you are)&lt;br /&gt;And you, it's ok, I love you somehow.&lt;br /&gt;For being part of my life for the good &amp;amp; the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what surrounds me now.&lt;br /&gt;The environment, the people, the feelings.&lt;br /&gt;The offices, the gardens, the roads.&lt;br /&gt;And all the good things.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, for the fact that I'm learning new things.&lt;br /&gt;That will take me somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. They have a free gym on the next building. And the personal parking. And they have a nursery and library... (ke aku yg jakun nih?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful I was granted the opportunity to experience all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, keep on asking &amp;amp; praying. HE will help us in various ways you can't even imagine. Things are so damn good and will get better. A whole lot better. Soon. Very much sooner.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-8382061855039930017?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8382061855039930017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=8382061855039930017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8382061855039930017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8382061855039930017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/truly-blessed.html' title='Truly blessed'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-8943353963102410022</id><published>2009-07-20T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:20:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beringat</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Kau ingat x dulu kau penah ckp,&lt;br /&gt;"Aku mmg benci kat dia tu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia tu = aku la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau x ingat?&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sbb kau x ingat, maka kau tak mintak maaf.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku dah lama maafkan dah.&lt;br /&gt;Sbb aku tau kau bkn jenis yang berani mintak maaf.&lt;br /&gt;Atau mungkin kau sebenarnya tak reti mintak maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke kau ingat diri kau mmg x penah buat salah?&lt;br /&gt;Agaknye lah.&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah-sudahlah.&lt;br /&gt;Perangai mcm budak2.&lt;br /&gt;Buat org gelak.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-8943353963102410022?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8943353963102410022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=8943353963102410022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8943353963102410022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8943353963102410022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/beringat.html' title='Beringat'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-7167238605219043332</id><published>2009-07-17T13:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:33:09.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are getting better</title><content type='html'>Saya sayang blog saya ni!!! *ok, xdak kaitan. Nasrah, Shera, update blog anda, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through old entries when I bumped into &lt;a href="http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading-road-signs.html"&gt;'Read the road signs' entry (sila klik)&lt;/a&gt;. It was back in January. Now, guess what - after half a year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlm entry tu, aku ada mentioned application Budak Kecik untuk jadi pilot MAS was rejected. Dan dia agak down hari tu... Tp as usual, kami meneruskan hidup mcm biasa. Bila aku caci maki hari aku, dia ingatkan. Bila dia caci maki plak, aku gelakkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm leaving Honeywell, dia tumpang gumbira. Aku? Err, honestly, aku sentiasa ingatkan diri aku - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'To treat the triumph and disaster just the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;IF by Rudyard Kiplings&lt;/strong&gt;'. Is this a triumph or disaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triumph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - in terms of career development (and the pay, of course - rezeki nak kawin nih...). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disaster&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- for the fact that I'll be working for the government authority, there'll be no more long-sleeve t-shirt and jeans for my daily uniform! Aku x bleh imagine pegi keja tetiap hari pakai baju kurung! Dan baju kurung aku ada hanyalah 10 helai = stok 2 minggu. Kawan aku dah warning, kalo aku asyik ulang2 pakai baju yg sama, makcik kerani akan tegur... sbb diorg lebih glam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Isk, byk plak aku merungut. Patutnya aku bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Budak Kecik. He got a job with an airline company in Abu Dhabi. As an aircraft technician. Might not sound as good as 'MAS pilot' but guess how much he'll be paid? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In their currency. And he'll have an opportunity to be trained to be an aircraft engineer.&lt;br /&gt;Since he's like a lil' bro to us (Q&amp;amp;A), dia dah cakap - "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku bagi korang Vios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Alah, Vios je? (ciss, x bersyukur lg ni...) Wehh, aku nak tiket percutian setiap thn. To any destination in the world. Tengkiu very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. So glad things are getting really good. Like really, really good. (Kan wey, kan... hg pon kan? Heheh... you know who you are!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alhamdullillah! I thank YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-7167238605219043332?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7167238605219043332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=7167238605219043332&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7167238605219043332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7167238605219043332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/saya-sayang-blog-saya-ni-ok-xdak-kaitan.html' title='Things are getting better'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-3523983580306174634</id><published>2009-07-14T08:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:33:02.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To A Friend... Maybe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one&lt;br /&gt;so that, when we finally meet the right person,&lt;br /&gt;we will know how to be grateful for that gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;It is true that we don't know what we have until we lose it,&lt;br /&gt;but it is also true that we don't know what we have been missing&lt;br /&gt;until it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past;&lt;br /&gt;after all, you can't go on successfully in life&lt;br /&gt;until you let go of your past mistakes, failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;You should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet,&lt;br /&gt;enough trials to make you strong,&lt;br /&gt;enough sorrow to keep you human,&lt;br /&gt;and enough hope to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;the happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;&lt;br /&gt;they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with,&lt;br /&gt;never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;happiness waits for all those who cry,&lt;br /&gt;all those who hurt,&lt;br /&gt;all those who have searched,&lt;br /&gt;and all those who have tried,&lt;br /&gt;for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be . .&lt;br /&gt;you should do something nice for someone every single day,&lt;br /&gt;even if it is simply to leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;there are moments in life when you miss someone -- a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child&lt;br /&gt;so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real,&lt;br /&gt;so that once they are around you appreciate them more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back.&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart;&lt;br /&gt;but, if it doesn't, be content that it grew in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;you should dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go, be what you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you dream of, and want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is only traveled ONCE, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today’s MOMENT becomes TOMORROW’s MEMORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Enjoy every moment, good or bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because the GIFT of LIFE is LIFE itself... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Got this email from colleague. Definitely a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kamu, sila rujuk perenggan ke8, ye... Harap maklum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-3523983580306174634?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3523983580306174634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=3523983580306174634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3523983580306174634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3523983580306174634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-friend-maybe.html' title='To A Friend... Maybe...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-6799202510128963545</id><published>2009-07-04T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:34:27.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, Look and Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life Lesson #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Stop, Look and Listen (Page 162)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/Sk7aZHyEziI/AAAAAAAAAqs/WpJfqKR2Mqo/s1600-h/Life+Lessons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354457132110761506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/Sk7aZHyEziI/AAAAAAAAAqs/WpJfqKR2Mqo/s400/Life+Lessons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evidence is everywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You get to choose the evidence you want to collect. Would you like to support the belief that you are the queen or king of your life, or are you collecting proof that you’ll never get what you want? Is it guaranteed that you will always find a dozen more reasons to support your focus of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example of how fast you can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;make up a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about something. You and your mate are having a wonderful afternoon. You’re driving through the wine country, taking in the scenery. The conversation is rich and relaxed. Then your mate, who is driving the car, slams on the brakes. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Argh! This always happens. She never pays attention. She knows I hate it when she gets too close to the car in front of us. How insensitive of her. She is always in her own world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you know, you bring up all the old data in your head about what a terrible driver your mate is. Next, you venture off into other thoughts about how she is less than perfect. Before you know it, you’ve started questioning your sanity for being with this person. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This all unfolds in four minutes flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Whew! That was intense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goes the human mind. It’s an expert at collecting data. But is it the data you want? Does it bring you in alignment with what you want, or have you been collecting proof that it’s hard to attract your desire? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop. Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Ah, yes. Take a deep breath in and out. Again. How are you feeling? If you look out into your world, what clues are being shown to you about your next inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are willing to look for the evidence that there is an obvious next step, you will see it. Sometimes, you have to listen for it. Your inner guidance has been telling you, but you can’t hear over the gremlin’s dooming voice. The truth is that at any given moment, you have access to the next inspired step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your head feels foggy about what to do, ask. That’s right. You can simply ask your inner guidance for the answer. Your job is to simply ask the question, “What is it that I need to do to align with my desire?” Then listen – to whatever answer you hear – just listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no answer comes, relax. The answer may come later today. If it’s your inner guidance answering,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; the dialogue will be short and sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s easy to spot a message from your gremlin: the answer are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;often full of unnecessary details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Your gremlin likes to explain and justify at length. Ignore him and wait for cues from your inner guidance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-6799202510128963545?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6799202510128963545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=6799202510128963545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6799202510128963545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6799202510128963545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/stop-look-and-listen.html' title='Stop, Look and Listen'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/Sk7aZHyEziI/AAAAAAAAAqs/WpJfqKR2Mqo/s72-c/Life+Lessons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4819440124900107668</id><published>2009-06-06T07:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:56:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunscreen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OojsLDYr7RY&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;rel=" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99&lt;br /&gt;Wear sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.&lt;br /&gt;The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists &lt;br /&gt;whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…&lt;br /&gt;I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself &lt;br /&gt;and recall in a way you can’t grasp now &lt;br /&gt;how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked…&lt;br /&gt;You’re not as fat as you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about the future;&lt;br /&gt;Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.&lt;br /&gt;The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; &lt;br /&gt;the kind that blind side you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing everyday that scares you.&lt;br /&gt;Sing.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, &lt;br /&gt;don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;Floss.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…&lt;br /&gt;the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults;&lt;br /&gt;if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, &lt;br /&gt;some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Get plenty of calcium.&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, &lt;br /&gt;maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, &lt;br /&gt;maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…&lt;br /&gt;What ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either –&lt;br /&gt;your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, &lt;br /&gt;it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own...&lt;br /&gt;Dance… even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.&lt;br /&gt;Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.&lt;br /&gt;Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get,&lt;br /&gt;the more you need the people you knew when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; &lt;br /&gt;live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel.&lt;br /&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians willphilander, you too will get old, &lt;br /&gt;and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young &lt;br /&gt;prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.&lt;br /&gt;Respect your elders.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anyone else to support you. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; &lt;br /&gt;but you never know when either one might run out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. &lt;br /&gt;Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way offishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, &lt;br /&gt;painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.&lt;br /&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-4819440124900107668?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4819440124900107668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=4819440124900107668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4819440124900107668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4819440124900107668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunscreen.html' title='Sunscreen'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-7452376577755472046</id><published>2009-05-21T09:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:24:29.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mine'/><title type='text'>Everyday's micracles...</title><content type='html'>I should really write this blog more frequently, shouldn't I? Hmm... I have few unfinished entries in the draft but let them stay unfinished. Heavy sgt nak olah. Nantilah dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to go for short and simple entries... And more frequent, I supposed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On particular subject. Everyday's miracles. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY everyday's miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Albert Einstein quoted - "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is actually miracles. Do you really think all the things that you have, see, not have and not see (etc, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; etc&lt;/span&gt;) are meant to be the way they are...? NO, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;. They are the miracles granted to us. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like most of us, am most likely have the difficulties to look deeper to see the bigger picture. So I guess I'll just concentrate on all the small miracles that make me go "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aik? Baru tadi je aku ckp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" or... "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WHOAHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" (when I'm 'calmly' noticing the holy intervention).&lt;br /&gt;*Caution - My life is simple. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to write lame, uninteresting, dull, etc, but hey, why should I go cursing all these miracles around me?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnin itu hari aku pegi pasar malam... aku nampak laksam... Wee, teruja walaupon tu laksam kelantan (kuah putih)... anyway, aku beli jugak... pastu aku nampak pulut kuning plak... alahai. Teringin jugak... tapi x baik tamak... Dah la member aku yg ikut pegi pasar malam tu sroh dinner kat rumah dia sbb dia dah masak... Laksam tu pon aku tak tau nak mkn bila... teringin punya pasal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoknya baru aku teringat aku dah tertinggal laksam tu kat rumah member tu. Heh. During lunch hour, we went to the normal restaurant. Out of nowhere, hari tu diorg ada pulut kuning + rendang daging... gile excited! Of all days! (hari2 biasa diorg xde ni...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, today during the morning tea break, rasa mcm lapar sgt,... I hardly go to the cafe and today when I go... they have laksam. Out of nowhere! (hari2 biasa diorg xde ni...) And it was not kelantanese laksam! Kuah dia agak gelap = laksam utara! Weee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coincidence? I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly unconditional. I love YOU! Thanks A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-7452376577755472046?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7452376577755472046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=7452376577755472046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7452376577755472046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7452376577755472046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/everydays-micracles.html' title='Everyday&apos;s micracles...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-7386890785013329759</id><published>2009-05-18T09:31:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:20:53.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current light (Lampu karan? ahhahaah...)</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot these days... Something has been missing... I know where I should go looking for it... but, I just need some motivation, before getting back on track to continue the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A New Earth - Awakening to your Life's Purpose by Eckhart Tolle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/ShDFfo0JRBI/AAAAAAAAAiE/RrYiHQUQI-o/s1600-h/A%20New%20Earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336982705756783634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/ShDFfo0JRBI/AAAAAAAAAiE/RrYiHQUQI-o/s320/A%2520New%2520Earth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it during my last birthday. Been flipping a few pages and it got landed on the shelf. Not that it didn't interest me, but - it seemed that I need to have motivation for everything! Ok, this book is one of the Oprah's Book club favourite. And since the last few days, everytime Oprah was on the air, Hallmark seemed to repeat the same episode. The one when she mentioned about the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning - I flipped it again. And I was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The quicker you are in attaching verbal or mental labels to things, people, or situations, the more shallow and lifeless&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; YOUR &lt;/span&gt;reality become, and the more deadened you become to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ACTUAL&lt;/span&gt; reality - the miracle of life that continuously unfold within and around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this way, cleverness may be gained, but wisdom is lost, so are joy, love, creativity and aliveness...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-7386890785013329759?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7386890785013329759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=7386890785013329759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7386890785013329759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7386890785013329759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/current-light-lampu-karan-ahhahaah.html' title='Current light (Lampu karan? ahhahaah...)'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/ShDFfo0JRBI/AAAAAAAAAiE/RrYiHQUQI-o/s72-c/A%2520New%2520Earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-6087395270561063632</id><published>2009-04-16T09:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:08:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menyambung kepada entry Nasrah yang stereotype itu...</title><content type='html'>(ok, agak lapuk... but anyway, this entry has stayed quite sometime in the draft folder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tu, aku pon terdengar topic ni kat hotfm on the way to office… the next day, &lt;a href="http://weirdxzzchocolate.blogspot.com/2009/03/stereotype_06.html"&gt;kawan aku sorang ni post an entry (sila klik).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stereotype"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; - A stereotype is a preconceived idea that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;attributes certain characteristics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (in general) to all the members of class or set. Stereotypes often form the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basis of prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and are usually employed to explain real or imaginary differences due to race, gender, religion, ethnicity, socio-economic class, disability, occupation, etc. A stereotype can be a conventional and oversimplified conception, opinion, or image based on the belief that there are attitudes, appearances, or behaviors shared by all members of a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereotypes are forms of social consensus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rather than individual judgments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. One reason people stereotype is that it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too difficult to take in all of the complexities of other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. People also tend to stereotype because of another the need to feel good about oneself. Stereotypes protect one from anxiety and enhance self-esteem. Sociologists concluded that this was a result of conflict, poor parenting, and inadequate mental and emotional development. They now know differently. Scientist and theorists have concluded that stereotypes do not only exist, but are actually a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never ending chain of thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of a common, incorrect assumption is that of assuming certain internal characteristics based on external appearance. The explanation for one’s actions is his/her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;internal state (goals, feeling, personality, traits, motives, values, and impulses),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not his/her appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Berumur/Tua&lt;/strong&gt; – Matang, byk pengalaman, wise. Tp pernah bukan kita berjumpa org tua kutuk yang miang keladi, xbertanggungjwb dgn keluarga, kaki pukul, minum arak dan berjudi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rempit/Bohsia&lt;/strong&gt; – Rosak sbb mak bapak xreti jaga anak (ni lg teruk, terus blame mak bapak). Tp tahukah kita mak bapak diorg siang mlm menangis atas sejadah memohon doa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ustaz&lt;/strong&gt; – Pandai berceramah, tinggi ilmu agama. Kat rumah layan bini macam pembantu rumah, tidak hiraukan anak2/urusan di rumah sbb itu kerja bini dan dirinya terlalu bizi mengajar agama kepada org lain (maaf yang ni aku mmg penah jumpa). Sentiasa berprasangka buruk kepada jiran(lupa agaknya jiran 40 buah rumah depan blkg kiri kanan harus dilayan seperti saudara, ini baru cina sebelah bakar gaharu, kau dah maki). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOI! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kau ingat iman kukuh, hati bersih tu terbukti dgn ceramah2 kau je ke? (maaf, aku emo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelacur dan anjing&lt;/strong&gt; – Kedua-dua makhluk itu pastinya hina pada pandangan kita… Tetapi kalo manusia memberikan air kepada haiwan? Mulia, bukan? Dia Maha Melihat dan Mengetahui. Mungkinkah pelacur itu lebih mulia hatinya berbanding kita yang bertudung litup dan kononnya sentiasa mendalami ilmuNYA tetapi sentiasa berprasangka buruk utk setiap qada dan qadar serta menidakkan hak2 makhluknya? Oh, sedarlah wahai aku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ada kwn2 yang menghormati hak2 keagamaan aku… sbb aku pasti diorg pon nak aku buat camtu… menghormati mereka hak2 keagamaan diorg. Simple kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sentiasa remind myself not to simply judge sbb aku x mahu org lain buat camtu kat aku… aku mahu dinilai sbg individu… Because I know I’m different~ but at the same time, I know we’re all just the same…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu kita dgr org ckp (anyway, aku pon xtau sape 'org' tu sbnrnya), "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kat luar tu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (luar rumah/luar kampus/luar negara/luar kawasan liputan =&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; dunia la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...), &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bahaya, ramai org yang jahat, xboleh dipercayai, dll...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". (Aku xnak ckp perihal yang kat 'dalam' yang kononnya sentiasa selamat, baik dan amanah...) Tapi, yang aku tau... aku dgn jujur mengakui aku&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; bukan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sebahagian drpd yang dikatakan 'ramai' itu... dan aku percaya juga ramai yang mcm aku... dan aku-aku ini tak mahu 'org' pikir aku macam yang 'ramai' tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always get what we wish for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... If you think org jahat mmg ramai, then guess what, be prepared to meet them along your way... But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it all starts with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... cuba anggap org yg berhadapan dgn kau tu diri kau sendiri... buat apa nak berprasangka buruk... dia nak jahat?... itu hal dia dgn pihak berkuasa... atau pihak yang lebih ber&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;KUASA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kau baik?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ramai lagi yang baik cam kau, ok... xyah nak stereotype kan org lain kalau kau xnak org lain streotypekan kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAPI &lt;/span&gt;aku x rasa aku dlm set jiwang coz bagi aku perkataan jiwang tu stereotype dgn bahasa yang bunga2, merangka puisi indah utk si kekasih, and all those things slimey~ which is not me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thought, human equality... Nampak camne datuk nenek moyang Obama memperjuangkan hak diorg kat tanah Uncle Sam dulu...? Ade terpikir suatu hari nanti cucu cicit maid Indon jiran sblah kite atau anak sedara Bangla kedai mamak yang kau maki tadi menuntut hak diorg kat tanah air ni? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bila diorg sama taraf dgn kita, kita akan stereotypekan jugakah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- &lt;em&gt;Taraf? Apa yang aku cakapkan ni?...&lt;/em&gt; (Sila baca balik definisi STEREOTYPE tadi...!) This house is everybody's HOME. We have a loooOOOooOOoong way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mungkin patut dimulai dgn rasa syukur kau tidak dilahirkan sbg mereka...? Yakni dilahirkan utk dilayan dgn sedemikian rupa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-6087395270561063632?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6087395270561063632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=6087395270561063632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6087395270561063632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/6087395270561063632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/menyambung-kepada-entry-nasrah-yang.html' title='Menyambung kepada entry Nasrah yang stereotype itu...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-709874513428982695</id><published>2009-04-03T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:42:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF by Rudyard Kiplings</title><content type='html'>This has been my favourite since like forever... I always keep it somewhere in my note book for reminder. I really need this today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;&lt;br /&gt;If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breathe a word about your loss;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!&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/6247851848849346582-709874513428982695?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/709874513428982695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=709874513428982695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/709874513428982695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/709874513428982695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-by-rudyard-kiplings.html' title='IF by Rudyard Kiplings'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-584435606000060187</id><published>2009-03-27T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:22:54.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayang, aku sakit untuk kamu…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sayang, semalam kamu ceritakan kisah kamu&lt;br /&gt;Kamu kuat untuk aku&lt;br /&gt;Aku sakit untuk kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, susah hidupmu aku pernah disisi&lt;br /&gt;Kau tetap pergi tapi sisa najisnya masih ku cuci&lt;br /&gt;Aku sakit untuk kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, semalam lagu itu tidak aku sudahi&lt;br /&gt;Rasa itu telah lama mati&lt;br /&gt;Aku sakit untuk kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kamu yang itu&lt;br /&gt;Kamu bukan sayang aku&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa hadirmu disembunyi?&lt;br /&gt;Apa suci benar hati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-584435606000060187?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/584435606000060187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=584435606000060187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/584435606000060187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/584435606000060187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/sayang-aku-sakit-untuk-kamu.html' title='Sayang, aku sakit untuk kamu…'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-8858657488198227470</id><published>2009-03-26T09:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:03:59.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>The Hardest Thing</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Nasrah (again...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If someone says "are you okay" you say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Feel Better – Steven Tyler Feat Santana (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jawapan yg sopan…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tunjuk Satu Bintang – Sheila on 7 (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Take Me Away - Avril Lavigne (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeahhhh, I want to take myself away…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your motto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa – Nicky Astria &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Irresistable – The Corrs (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tengkiu ye kengkwn!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temani Aku – Sheila on 7 (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tepat skali…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ampunkan Aku – KRU (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;creepy…&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is 2+2?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah! – Shania Twain (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nah, ambik ni… 4?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teman Tapi Mesra – Ratu (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mesti la mesra!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Don’t Dream It’s Over - Sixpence Non The Richer (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Return To Innocence – Enigma (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;insyaAllah…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Karna Aku Setia – Sheila on 7 (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ada kaitan ke?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think when you see the person you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Story – Taylor Swift (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hik hik ~ gelak gedik&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your parents think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My All – Mariah Carey (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sunshine – Gabrielle (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cool gak…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because You Love Me – Celine Dion (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;terharunya aku,… series!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you – Kathy Perry (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 years – Five for fighting (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yess, till 100 years we remain&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's the worst thing that could happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss me - Shania Twain (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;absolutely yucky!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How will you die?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you’ve been gone – Kelly Clarkson (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm, baru ja sembang – dia ckp nak pg lps subuh, aku akan terkejut sgt, pastu ikut…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the one thing you regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Iris – Goo goo dolls (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;isu kerabunan aku kah ini?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangisan Marheinis – Hattan &amp;amp; Dia Fadila (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aku gelak org nangis ke?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Permaisuri – AOG (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;err… x penah jumpa mana2 lg&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you ever get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrianne – The Calling (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;apa kaitan ni?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What scares you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I miss you – Blink 182 (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah – because I hate missing anything…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice – Creed (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you want to rush to the toilet, what do you think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard ‘em say - Kanye West Feat Adam Levine (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;them say what?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The person you hate the most is in front of you, what will you tell the person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let me get me – Pink (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cam amaran keras la ni, “kalo kau brani, kau cabar la – kau xkenal lg sape aku!” ~ camtu eh?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have just won a lottery. What will you sing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day – Daniel Powter (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dimana penambahan berat dacing kiri aku akan berlaku, nauzubillah…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does anyone like you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day – U2 (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I supposed – yes, then&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Man – Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What hurts right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you post this as?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing - 98 Degrees (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xde la susah sgt!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tp cam scary sbb cam kena je...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-8858657488198227470?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8858657488198227470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=8858657488198227470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8858657488198227470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8858657488198227470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/hardest-thing.html' title='The Hardest Thing'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-5123416906002683249</id><published>2009-03-20T23:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:32:10.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repost - This house is everybody's HOME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opened up my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BePkLgDWdSI&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;rel="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every day begins the same&lt;br /&gt;Get up, go out, come back again&lt;br /&gt;Same old, same old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand faces pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never look into their eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel so ordinary&lt;br /&gt;They feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody's someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you come from&lt;br /&gt;There's light in every single star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're more than who you think you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's someone&lt;br /&gt;And when it's hard to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Remember you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This house is everybody's home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every day we seem to chase&lt;br /&gt;The perfect smile, the perfect face&lt;br /&gt;Same old, same old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every one who gets to shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A million more are left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They feel so ordinary&lt;br /&gt;You feel so ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a king to a common man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're all part of a greater plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's light in every single star&lt;br /&gt;You're more than who you think you are&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Everybody's someone&lt;br /&gt;When it's hard to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Remember you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;This house is everybody's home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-5123416906002683249?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5123416906002683249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=5123416906002683249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5123416906002683249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5123416906002683249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/repost-this-house-is-everybodys-home.html' title='Repost - This house is everybody&apos;s HOME...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-5737487479157101392</id><published>2009-03-17T18:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:10:31.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>TAG</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://weirdxzzchocolate.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-hilmi-khairi.html"&gt;Nasrah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Kenapa kamu berblog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CelebratedLIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A reminder for yesterdays, affirmation for today and wishes for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Qisasku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Marketing device for my current fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Simply to track and share my journey to the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Apakah method penulisan dalam blog kamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CelebratedLIFE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- Sejujur dan setelus mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qisasku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Bussiness oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Lebih ke arah tracking and updates utk majlis aku yg sthn akan dtg itu... and I try hard not to pen down anything personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Antara rupa dan isi blog, yang mana lebih kamu utamakan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CelebratedLIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Isi. Aku sentiasa pastikan tiada terselit sebarang unsur -ve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qisasku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Rupa dan isi...? ntah... yang penting customer bleh percaya aku bleh diharap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&amp;amp;A &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Rupa! Wee... aku suka... Obviously, sesuai la dgn tema blog itu kan... Mesti kena cantik. Heh! The contents are totally my own preference of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Adakah kamu meletak widget lagu di blog kamu? Kenapa kamu memilih lagu tersebut?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CelebratedLIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Takde. Nanti aku serabut nak digest entry aku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qisasku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Takde jgk. Tak perlu aku rasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Ye, ada. Lagu 1st - current favourite (tp aku slalu mute je takut muntah slalu sgt dgr). Lagu 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd - all time favourite (i listened to these 2 songs back to back every nite before sleeping for 3 consecutive months &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to prevent myself from crying to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - during 'that' period of time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Antara banyak-banyak artikel di blog kamu, yang mana paling kamu suka dan &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;kenapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CelebratedLIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*maaf, xbyk choice - pdn muka aku mls update*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-ride-needs-pimping-1.html"&gt;My ride needs pimping -1-&lt;/a&gt;, saya sayang kereta saya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qisasku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://qisasku.blogspot.com/2008/11/hantaran.html"&gt;Gubahan hantaran ku&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sama je, xbyk choice jgk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://itstimeforqanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-was-2008-nearing-xmas-that-i-went-to.html"&gt;It's as cool as snow&lt;/a&gt; - series, mmg cantik aku tgk kat Parkson Subang Parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Pernah terasa nak hapuskan blog kamu? Sebabnya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CelebratedLIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Pernah jgak. Tp not exactly nak hapuskan. Aku nak buat2 lupa blog ini kepunyaan aku... pastu dlm 10-20 thn akan dtg, aku ttiba bukak dan mengejutkan diri sendiri dgn apa yg aku tulis... (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mgkin aku akan gelak guling2 atau ckp ada org dah hack identiti aku utk tulis blog ni - tu pon kalo umur pjg &amp;amp; Blogspot masih wujud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qisasku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Belom lagi... selagi ia masih berbakti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Mungkin right after I'm done with the excitement = berbakul2 baju utk dibasuh dan berperiuk2 lauk utk dimasak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Apakah pendapat kamu mengenai blog kepada pemilik blog yang tag kamu ni?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, beliau pastinya akan memberikan impak maksima kepada generasi akan datang! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Senaraikan 5 orang yang akan kamu tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qisasku&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Blog diriku sendiri. Heh. Ok, dah jwb kat sini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Blog diriku sendiri. Heh. Ok, dah jwb kat sini.... (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;copy&amp;amp;paste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Emy&lt;br /&gt;Shera&lt;br /&gt;Ain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sape&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-5737487479157101392?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5737487479157101392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=5737487479157101392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5737487479157101392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5737487479157101392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag.html' title='TAG'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-464374591229637527</id><published>2009-03-09T16:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:22:41.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naluri dan ketenangan</title><content type='html'>Aku habiskan buku &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Devil and Miss Prym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tulisan Paulo Coelho dalam masa sehari. Beberapa minggu sebelum masuk tahun 2009. Cerita yg seperti ringan... Ringan sebab aku malas berfikir. Ringan sebab aku nak cepat habiskan dan tahu kesudahannya. My destination is the ending - whereby i should have been enjoying and exploring the theme of the story. Bila aku dah abis baca - aku x phm sgt. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That's what happen when you reach your destination and realized you missed your whole journey. Dan aku rasa cam cerita tu berat sebenarnya. Berat kalo diberi perhatian yang cukup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yg mana yg lekat kat otak aku je yg aku nak ulas. Di dalamnya ada ditulis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Otak kiri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = Memikirkan 'logik' kepada perkara yang berlaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Otak kanan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = Memberi emosi, naluri, gerak hati.&lt;br /&gt;(just simply. aku bkn penyumbang kepada wikipedia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan slama ini kita juga biasa diura-urakan - bisikan syaitan tu dr arah kiri (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makhluk merah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bertanduk dan berekor tajam memegang serampang tiga &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bak lambang pasukan kebanggaan ramai manusia itu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yg berbaju dan bersayap putih itu - dgn bulatan bercahaya diawangan sejengkal di kepala... sentiasa berdiri di kanan manusia? Mengapa bukan kiri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya! Maaf. Bukankah aku sepatutnya berbicara tentang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Raqib dan 'Atid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tp seriously... Mana yg kita lebih selalu dengar. Atau bayangkan? Pasangan yg mana? Oh - Maaf. Mungkin aku je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korang perasan x? Bila kita nak buat jahat - naluri kita slalu melarang, selalu mengingatkan. Contohnya, nak buat jahat (apape la walau sebesar zarah), mesti terdetik - &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh, dosa ni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, logika akan melangkah masuk ke gelanggang pemikiran. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Alah, benda kecik camni semua org pon buat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(sambil membuang pembalut gula-gula keluar kereta), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;lagipon baru tadi je aku tolong org buta melintas jln."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ye, aku insan yang hina kerana logikaku terlalu kuat tatkala ini. I know something is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa jauh. Ketenangan itu berlainan. Aku pernah jatuh tersembam dan menemui ketenangan yang amat. Aku mohon ketenangan jua. Dan ketenangan yg aku terima ini berlainan. Aku mahukan kedua-duanya. Aku tak mahu jauh dariMu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-464374591229637527?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/464374591229637527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=464374591229637527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/464374591229637527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/464374591229637527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/naluri-dan-ketenangan.html' title='Naluri dan ketenangan'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-1857940409616683583</id><published>2009-02-11T13:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:14:44.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you EVER BEEN here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZJk1Z9byCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/etlQw11_Z1Q/s1600-h/q+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410580032899106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 439px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZJk1Z9byCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/etlQw11_Z1Q/s400/q+-+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZJkiqKyZ0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OHyZqxwf0D0/s1600-h/q+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410257966360386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 449px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZJkiqKyZ0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OHyZqxwf0D0/s400/q+-+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6247851848849346582-1857940409616683583?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1857940409616683583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=1857940409616683583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1857940409616683583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1857940409616683583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-ever-been-here.html' title='Have you EVER BEEN here?'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZJk1Z9byCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/etlQw11_Z1Q/s72-c/q+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-3576300371000574450</id><published>2009-02-06T11:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:24:46.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my BIRTHDAY today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SYu1WFBLYYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Y-GkC0t11x8/s1600-h/retro-just-married.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299528777440387458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SYu1WFBLYYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Y-GkC0t11x8/s400/retro-just-married.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Thanks for all the wishes, all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-3576300371000574450?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3576300371000574450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=3576300371000574450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3576300371000574450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3576300371000574450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-my-birthday-today.html' title='It&apos;s my BIRTHDAY today!'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SYu1WFBLYYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Y-GkC0t11x8/s72-c/retro-just-married.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-3196817135666168075</id><published>2009-01-26T18:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:27:36.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read the road signs</title><content type='html'>Skali Budak Kecik gtau aku yang application dia for MAS pilot was rejected. Guess that's why he was not feeling right the other day... Some kind of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;premonition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i bet. Hmm, aku diam je. xde komen. just let him dwell in the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had nothing to say at that time. Heard somewhere that says - kalo agak2 sesuatu tu x elok dicakap/didengar, better xyah ckp la... kalo boleh don't even think about it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*still struggle at doing it sometimes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But seriously, I've read somewhere that says - For things that had happened, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't think about it too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Just let it be and try to handle the post-event; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not that you can undone it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Let it go = Detach. Abaikan. Sabar, tawakkal, redha.&lt;br /&gt;Have faith. Usahakan yang lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If we really believe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIS plan is the best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, come what may, we should be glad&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i use glad instead of happy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;for whatever circumstances that lay ahead of us&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, easy to say... since all human are different and thus our capacity of handling things varied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you've wished OR asked OR worked hard BUT not getting what you wanted. Let it go. Curl that lips into a smile. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something better awaits right ahead of your path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Have faith. Keep on asking. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From HIM.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the metaphor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're heading somewhere. A destination. You think it's the best place that you would ever want to be. Midway - you remembered you left something important, you forgot to run some errands, you took the wrong exit, then your car broke down, there was not a slightest chance there'll be any car coming your way, or there were but they ignored you, and it's an hour past midnite &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ok, this&lt;/span&gt; is like way too much, but anyway...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then came the hurricane, you're drained, hungry and helpless. You started asking why.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why are&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; these&lt;/span&gt; happening to me??? What did I do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wrong???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Oh, c'mon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you did nothing wrong. why do we always have bad perception to God's willing? "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ni mesti aku kena hukum sbb aku kutuk driver taxi td&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". c'mon la... walopon balasanNya cash, we should as well - always remind ourselves, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE LOVES US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too - but never, i mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;take that love for granted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the metaphor. It could be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIS DUGAAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;which means you have to keep going. show your strength. prove to everybody - you can do this. lebihkan usaha. ask for HIS guide and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Or it's just simply &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIS SIGNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. that no matter what you think of YOUR destination, he won't allow it. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Coz he has a BETTER plan for you. and of course THE BEST one. ask for HIS guide and help - on how to read and understand the road signs. or the very least - to be alert everytime He sends it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's HIM - the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHA PENGASIH, MAHA PENYAYANG, MAHA PEMURAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt; dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHA MENGETAHUI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-3196817135666168075?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3196817135666168075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=3196817135666168075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3196817135666168075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/3196817135666168075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading-road-signs.html' title='Read the road signs'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-2865475237282486982</id><published>2009-01-26T15:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:29:30.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>The most awaited recipe: Sambal sotong mama aku...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ye lah, here it goes... sori la wey, been quite sometimes since hgpa dorg mintak ni... aku malas menaip... so, lepas ni, sroh yg lain2 pon refer kat sini jgk. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMARAN KERAS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sebarang pertanyaan melalui telefon/surat-menyurat xkan dilayan ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ini ikut bahasa mama aku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bahan-bahan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cabai kering 2 cekak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- rebus - gunting - blender (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dgn ayaq skerat jag blender tu&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;masukkan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;bwg merah 15/20 biji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;15 kalo besaq, 20 kalo kecik&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;masukkan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;belacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; besaq ibu jari (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ibu jari mama aku - so pepandai la hgpa bajet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masukkan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;garam kasar 2 camca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blend - blend - blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cara memasak sambal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panaskan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;minyak stgh cawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tuang cili (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yang ni dia x sebut cabai plak&lt;/span&gt;). ambik &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;segenggam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;asam jawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;again, genggaman mama aku&lt;/span&gt;) - buat air asam, masuk dlm belanga, biaq sampai agak mendidih, masukkan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;gula 6 camca, aji 1 camca kecik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sudu teh la...&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;(Siap sambalnya. Bleh simpan berbulan2 dlm peti ais, ok... dijamin selamat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cara memasak sambal sotong:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersihkan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sotong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Syigha, jgn buang kulit sotong ok... tu yg sedap, bahagian lain, buang la... xpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;). Letak&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;garam &amp;amp; kunyit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, goreng sotong (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;jgn lama2 nanti keras&lt;/span&gt;). Keluarkan sotong, tinggal minyak sket kat kuali... masukkan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bwg besar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sliced separa bulat&lt;/span&gt;), sat ja - bila dah naik bau - masukkan sambal td dlm 3,4 sudu. masak sikit, dah pecah minyak - baru masuk sotong. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walla!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudahnya - ikut kreativiti sendiri. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy cooking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-2865475237282486982?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2865475237282486982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=2865475237282486982&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2865475237282486982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2865475237282486982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/yelah-yelah-here-goes-most-awaited.html' title='The most awaited recipe: Sambal sotong mama aku...'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-8777423091645829490</id><published>2009-01-22T13:58:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:29:59.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matangkah itu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lebih tua atau berumur mungkin = lebih berpengalaman. Tetapi lebih berpengalaman &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mungkin = lebih matang. Nak nak plak yang hanya 2,3 thn. Atau 4,5 thn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around us... the people of same age. Banyak ragam. Banyak akal. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Banyak songeh&lt;/span&gt;. And these people are going to be viewed as the adults or elderly pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out what you teach the young. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't go telling lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ especially your opinion that life is hard. Just because yours was, don't instill the same outlook to others (unless you want them to lead a life just like you did). &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They deserved better chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't go saying "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hidup ini penuh ranjau dan pancaroba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" atau "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you've gotta marry a rich man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" atau "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you want stability, you've gotta work as government servant (only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is full of possibilities. Never put a limit to it. Take pride in telling good things. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Teach them to love and most importantly teach them how to show love ~ by showing it in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The world abundance is there for those who deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-8777423091645829490?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8777423091645829490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=8777423091645829490&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8777423091645829490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/8777423091645829490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/matangkah-itu.html' title='Matangkah itu?'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-1603761534825286994</id><published>2009-01-19T12:26:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:30:59.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ride needs pimping -2-</title><content type='html'>Pernah aku parking keta kat sebelah tong sampah (sbb kat situ je yg ada), dan esoknya tgh aku drive nak pergi kerja, ada 'sesuatu' yang lembik2 lepak kat atas kaki aku... it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RATATOUIE's cousin&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;PETUA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; menghalau makhluk halus itu sama seperti menghalau makhlus haluk yang lain. baca je &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AYAT KURSI, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;then hembus ke alam sekeliling dgn penuh keyakinan. InsyaALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu dia terus naik kat atas dashboard. aku ingat nak tangkap je. tp eee... so aku bukak je tingkap dan dia dgn rela hati melompat keluar. dia panas la tu... dan aku masih harap keta sebelah xnampak pergelutan tersebut dan dia x dilanggar oleh kenderaan lain semasa melintas jalanraya yang sibuk hari tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila aku khabarkan berita tu kat officemate aku, diorg ckp, "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ala, ape nak dipelikkan, lembu &amp;amp; penyu pon bleh masuk dlm keta tu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" Yes, my favourite pet is the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TURTLEDUDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (turtle dlm Nemo) dan mereka maksudkan soft toys aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my car - cat kat bumbung dah naik kulat, minyak hitam kena top up sebotol besar setiap bulan, slalu susah nak start, and all those minor things... aku masih bersabar. aku xde masa nak hantar kedai je... dan kalo keta aku kat kedai, camne aku nak bergiat aktif?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yelah, yelah... itu semua alasan. I should at least send it to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;carwash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp rabu lepas bila aircond aku blow up, dan kesabaran aku diuji lagi pada hari jumaat bila fon aku plak terbarai, dan simkad aku tercicir ntah kat mana, dan fon yg aku beli ni cam hampeh, dgn due date tempahan bisnes aku smakin dkt - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku KALAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. aku akui walopon semua tu benda kecik dan remeh, aku xphm kenapa aku pressure. mcm the world stumble upon me. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maloo aku dgn sedara mara kita kat Palestin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dan aku tersedar dah lama rupanya aku x stress that i forgot how to handle it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allhamdullillah, life's been so good to us and sometimes we need some &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hiccups to wake us up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku cuba korek balik di celahan otak aku tentang perkara ni... ever heard of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEMICALIZATION?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i used to preach on this subject to others, and yet when i myself needs it, i forgot. And yes, i made some effort to recall it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, i learnt that somewhere. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When we feel like our world is stumbling, it's because ALLAH is rearranging something to bring/to give us what we've been wishing for. The process is called chemicalization. Things look REAL bad. Everything went wrong. Every single thing you do even at your best went faulty. And the way to handle it is... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Let it be. Face it head up. Smile at the mishaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - for you believe, HE's at hand at doing the best than anyone could have done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough, i bet. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope and confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will always keep us going. keep on praying. mintak dgn DIA, bukan dgn manusia. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Live it simply by simply living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet my ride pimped. Or it's the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PETRONAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT CARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Or the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COOL CASH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! *hic*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-1603761534825286994?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1603761534825286994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=1603761534825286994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1603761534825286994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/1603761534825286994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-ride-needs-pimping-2.html' title='My ride needs pimping -2-'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-7258789040832744872</id><published>2009-01-19T08:58:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:31:56.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ride needs pimping -1-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... like real badly needing it... Kenkadang aku maloo nak bagi org tumpang,.. tp x baiknya! keta tu dah sgt berjasa pada aku ~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: sebuah Satria 1st edition 1995 (kalo manusia, dia ni dah tingkatan 2 thn ni ok!), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kaler hijau sgt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, riding all the way thru Federal Highway dgn sebuah almari Ikea yang sudah siap pasang di dlm bontotnya (cam pelik je ayat ni aku rasa) err... bootnya. dan of course, separa terkeluar la... dgn sehelai plastik merah tergantung - konon-konon sign utk &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'AWAS-Muatan panjang'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa berani? itu baru sikit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sampai sorg manusia ni ckp "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keta lu tu, kalo bawak pegi JPJ, diorg akan cop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;REJECT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dan hantar kedai besi buruk je...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Ntah, aku rasa dia nak buat lawak je kot tu... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(x lawak pon sbb aku sgt terasa! coz keta tu la yg memudahkan kehidupan semua manusia sekitar aku waktu tu (termasuk dia)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people just look at things differently&lt;/span&gt;). Dah lah, itu dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan skrg - i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STILL LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my car. keta aku laju dah mcm racing car. dan bunyi dia pon sgt otai. Pernah aku sampai di rumah member... dan aku nampak dia berlari-lari ke depan pintu... Aku ingat dia nak sambut aku... tp muka dia tetibe berubah dan kat tangan dia ada sebuah beg plastik penuh berisi sampah. "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mummy sroh gua buangkan sampah... ingatkan lori sampah dah sampai... Lu rupanya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE what you HAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-7258789040832744872?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7258789040832744872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=7258789040832744872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7258789040832744872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/7258789040832744872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-ride-needs-pimping-1.html' title='My ride needs pimping -1-'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4563132428972016499</id><published>2009-01-15T11:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:32:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Reason?</title><content type='html'>Smlm aku bersembang dgn Budak Kecik (sorg bdk ofis aku)... dia macam nak cuba mengaplikasikan pembelajaran teknik2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'The Secret'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hasil dari pengaruh aku... dan waktu tu dia tgh down and start talking negatively. Dia nampak aku baru nak buka mulut; dia terus ckp dgn nada separa menyampah - "Ye lah, ye lah... Things happen for a reason..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aku pon ckp - "Kau tau tak diorg lupa nak letak satu lagi perkataan kat dlm ayat tu..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ape ek?" Budak Kecik mula interested nak mendengar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Diorg lupa nak letak 'good' kat depan 'reason'. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things happen for a GOOD reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu kitorg diam dan sambung kerja... aku xtau plak dia sebenarnya tgh mencerna ayat power aku tadi... skali dia buka mulut - "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So camne kau nak kaitkan ayat tu dgn Gaza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skrg?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giliran aku plak yg diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hari ni aku rasa aku dah dapat jawapannya. I still believe in my own words. Things happen for a GOOD reason. But if it does not appear to be good before our eyes; the enlightening realization I've gotten was - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALLAH Maha Mengetahui&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-4563132428972016499?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4563132428972016499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=4563132428972016499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4563132428972016499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4563132428972016499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-reason.html' title='Good Reason?'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-4641868337395618370</id><published>2008-12-10T05:21:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:33:56.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity only knocks once?</title><content type='html'>Aku buka mata dan terus capai henfon... it's 5 am... (jam dinding kat bilik aku ni dah xde bateri).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sms in the inbox. aku agak cuak bila tgk the senders. 1 dari nasrah. ok, bukak nasrah punya dulu... oh, dia ajak blk KL awal hari ni... takut terpaksa stop kat semua R&amp;amp;R. aku yg tgh mamai fikir - apa dia nak buat kat semua R&amp;amp;R? nak beli buah-buahan kah? (tp x semua R&amp;amp;R jual buah-buahan best...) nak pegi toilet kah? oh... baru aku teringat. (kan abah hg dah sroh minum ayaq tepung gandum, weh! hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other sms says, "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look, if u had 1 opportunity, its everything u ever wanted, 1 moment, if u capture it, just let it slip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;" 10.49 pm. Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku cuak. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is this a sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; an hour before i received that msg, i was considering of calling the sender. of all these time, baru skrg aku rasa... kenapa pd masa yg sama dia bleh antar msg camtu? (anyway, dah lama kitorg x berkomunikasi secara tidak formal). tp nasrah menyedarkan aku... "jgn buat benda yg hg xmau dia buat kat hg..." oh, yeah, damn rite. aku pon terus tidozZZzZZZzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the sms... its 5.15 in the morning dan aku sedang berfikir ayat seorang pendita... camna dia tau aku nak kol dia dan aku x teruskan niat tu... camna dia tau...? and i read again. dia x tau, dia xkan tau... it's about something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that there is &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;no such thing as coincidence&lt;/span&gt;. everything that has happened, is happening and will happen is God's willing. it's the manifestation to show that HE exist and doing his job at the precisely unquestionable moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah and thanks to Nasrah as the advisor - aku x kol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we always heard people say, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;opportunity only knocks once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;do you believe it? well at least, i don't. i believe, if we mistakenly or intentionally let the chance slipped by, just keep on praying that it is just a lesson &amp;amp; things happen for a beyond-the-imaginable reason, and we'll somehow get a better opportunity (+ the lesson of missing it the first time round) in a thoroughly different form. even if its the same - well, such a big sign it is meant to be yours. and of course, to get or not to get - its all depends on what u believe in. tp Allah kan Al-Rahman dan Al-Rahim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i replied - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;told u d same thg. hidup ini indah bukan? ;) sincerely happy 4 u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm thinking that 32" LCD TV that i've missed twice. maybe i was meant to get the 42" instead. *wink!* &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-4641868337395618370?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4641868337395618370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=4641868337395618370&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4641868337395618370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/4641868337395618370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/opportunity-only-come-knocking-on-once.html' title='Opportunity only knocks once?'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-2354402554965916887</id><published>2008-12-05T13:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:34:56.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q: Is wanting to be different a serious illness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A: It is IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you force yourself to be the same as everyone else: it causes neuroses, psycoses and paranoia. It’s a distortion of nature, it goes against God’s law, for in all the world’s woods and forests, He did not create a single leaf the same as another. But you think it’s mad to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People go against the nature because they lack the courage to be different.&lt;br /&gt;~ taken from ‘Veronica Decides to Die’ by Paulo Coelho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve said before - the book is pretty cool…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She would consider &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;each day a miracle, which indeed it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, when you consider the number of unexpected things that could happen in each second of our fragile existances.” - Dr. Igor thought on Veronica. &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-2354402554965916887?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2354402554965916887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=2354402554965916887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2354402554965916887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/2354402554965916887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/q-is-wanting-to-be-different-serious.html' title='Q: Is wanting to be different a serious illness?'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247851848849346582.post-5086508596039916723</id><published>2008-12-04T16:12:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:01:30.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrated LIFE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; It’s in a past tense but I meant it that way. For the past, the present and the future. Somekind of a reminder, or an affirmation, or a wish it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Let us celebrate LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; It is GRAND. And it is to be savoured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247851848849346582-5086508596039916723?l=celebratedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5086508596039916723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247851848849346582&amp;postID=5086508596039916723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5086508596039916723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247851848849346582/posts/default/5086508596039916723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celebratedlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-count-our-miracles-here.html' title='Celebrated LIFE.'/><author><name>Qistin Fadzin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09287002760005095724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5HFms3mXtGA/SZ9HEtzSrLI/AAAAAAAAANE/hOYAHTYHj9g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
