tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76561003672041630592024-03-13T15:17:49.103+08:00SERENDIPITYAnecdotes of my obsession, my passion and my journey in God's greatest creation, my life. . .Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.comBlogger161125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-13016472998481878072010-06-05T02:37:00.007+08:002010-06-05T03:40:07.869+08:00Birthday Wish List..(Datang lagi) :P<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">COUNTING DOWN..</span>.Two more days to my birthday!! oh ya, as usual, i'll have my own wish list for my birthday present!! :0<br /><br />disclaimer: illustration below is just my wish..not a hint to anyone.. :)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" >Netbook</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thehottestgadgets.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/dell-mini-9-netbook-offer.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 238px;" src="http://thehottestgadgets.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/dell-mini-9-netbook-offer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I want a personal laptop. I can't be utilizing my office laptop for personal surfing that is so wrong.. :) Dell Netbook will suit me, its tiny and light, i can even carry it in my handbag hehe!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">L'occitane Almond Supple Skin Oil</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoX8AgoYJVBHZBUROegGeNUxcVk8E9MYu_6vBPIl6TvTD7Y7jmmoHGDosmf5QKD-4bby5rx9kViIq90eUObzOs6gIm0CPypZqVgBe3RlX92YW51nb2uKXBZtmluolqlkRldx4jlNIUUA/s1600/almond.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoX8AgoYJVBHZBUROegGeNUxcVk8E9MYu_6vBPIl6TvTD7Y7jmmoHGDosmf5QKD-4bby5rx9kViIq90eUObzOs6gIm0CPypZqVgBe3RlX92YW51nb2uKXBZtmluolqlkRldx4jlNIUUA/s320/almond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478998491885377026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I was introduced to this lovely mist by my dearly best friend Iman. (blame you for this darl! :P) hmm.. the scent is mesmerizing, and it stays even after u shower.and the best thing is it sticks to your shirt. :-)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" >Thomas Sabo</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" >!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.acotis.co.uk/my_docs/files/image/Jewellery/Sabo/ThomasSabo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.acotis.co.uk/my_docs/files/image/Jewellery/Sabo/ThomasSabo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Any item from Thomas Sabo would be a bless to me. :-) especially the charms/pendants. empty bracelet without charm pon okay. semua pon okay................(demand betul hehhehhe)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" >Lingeries</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" >,,:)</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/4793996/2/istockphoto_4793996-lingerie-icons.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/4793996/2/istockphoto_4793996-lingerie-icons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Lingeries freak like me would be so happy to receive any items from La Senza/Blush/Wacoal/., but i do think that lingeries in Cotton On are not bad and comfy to be worn. Plus its affordable! Topshop/Dorothy Perkins pon cantik!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Belanja makan</span></span><br /><br />Ini hadiah paling best. kat mana2 pon okay...:) hehehe<br /><br />hmm..kalau ada lagi, i continue lagi k?? nite dears..Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-31027075220668244242010-06-02T23:25:00.006+08:002010-06-05T03:37:34.060+08:00Tradisi Turun Temurun :)Mesti ada orang pelik with the title above. :-) Actually, i felt like posting this since last week. but tak ada masa. So am taking a little off time from my busy schedule( busy la sgt) to share with you on this.<br /><br />Just very recently, I found that a cousin of mine, Syabila a.k.a Baby, has a diary on her own. Baby is now on Standard 3. The funniest part is that, my couz, Nieja told me that before she actually wrote the diary, she asked "Kak Nieja, betul ke K ilah tulis dlm diary dia yg dia x suka Abg Mat and Kak Mimie" hahahaha. i think she just tried to get some ideas what to write in her diary.<br /><br />And the second funny part is, i asked her to get the diary so i can read. then dia dengan senangnya cakap, "tunggu jap". Hehe knowing me as an evil couz, i took the snapshot of that diary. Enjoy ~ :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7Rnv7_5o9hAjcX01nDycxhu3kOPRDTotoKPihve_oIAnZ1l1d2tt0omJpRya1bB98FGNwJxsrfMsCy0oM7xPPwoqwMoPEXSd3mrCsdm892_yUSMPrI7Ro7ZuGSw3y46VztyofU_vIkM/s1600/photo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7Rnv7_5o9hAjcX01nDycxhu3kOPRDTotoKPihve_oIAnZ1l1d2tt0omJpRya1bB98FGNwJxsrfMsCy0oM7xPPwoqwMoPEXSd3mrCsdm892_yUSMPrI7Ro7ZuGSw3y46VztyofU_vIkM/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478207073918019058" border="0" /></a><br />This is what she wrote :<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Hari ini saya pergi por dickson dengan keluarga. Saya pergi por dickson kerana ayah saya ada kursus. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Andai nak tahu tak yang saya tak suka dalam family saya?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Abang saya yang saya tak suka</span><br /><br />:P. continue below.....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCUPaRJWDDEsU7WPQ-nVmGX1FmiQv40ThojqWxu2rm3NUe9WH4M76hwO-cjP8rT2J6MnaQ7fLMym5z01bfHvWqzZtLQKldLxajUNVJdS1iTj65HAa28b1roWk2wj8Ab1LDABeKltNJOgk/s1600/photo(2).jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCUPaRJWDDEsU7WPQ-nVmGX1FmiQv40ThojqWxu2rm3NUe9WH4M76hwO-cjP8rT2J6MnaQ7fLMym5z01bfHvWqzZtLQKldLxajUNVJdS1iTj65HAa28b1roWk2wj8Ab1LDABeKltNJOgk/s400/photo(2).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478207084485534626" border="0" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Cuba awak teka kenapa saya tak suka abang saya? Saya tak suka abang saya sebab abang saya suka marah dekat saya. Kadang2 abang saya membeli pistol. Abang tembak saya dengan pistol dia. Hah! Itula saya benci dekat abang saya. Kadang2 baik kadang2 jahat.</span><br /><br />Hahaha. kelakar betul baby ni :P this reminds me when i was little. masih ingat tak entry saya pasal diary saya dulu. How i miss that :) . and what made me laugh was she actually wrote the reason why she dislike her brother. , just like what i've written in my little diary. ha ha ha. Diary dia ada 2 pages je setakat ni.<br /><br />hehe, Takkan la penulisan diary ni dah jadi tradisi turun temurun kot? :PMiss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-63688168921915207092010-06-01T23:53:00.000+08:002010-06-02T07:28:45.751+08:00I wanted to writr sthing but too sleepy! :-)Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-87378988733053752802010-05-31T00:50:00.001+08:002010-05-31T00:52:28.953+08:00Happy birthday!Happy birthday to all Geminians :-)Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-77830049873683714472010-05-27T01:00:00.005+08:002010-05-27T01:30:23.615+08:00Lagenda Budak Setan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://leedssecrets.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/setanx.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 188px;" src="http://leedssecrets.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/setanx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I was introduced to this novel by my sister back in 1990s. Can't remember how long it was, but it was totally an unusual affair for me at that time. Knowing myself as not the type of girl who's into Malay novels during the earlier days.<br /><br />But I admitted that, after reading the whole chapter of this beautiful piece by Ahadiat Akashah, it was truly my first Malay novel I read and cried. :-) to those who haven't tried reading, i suggest for you to look for the book.<br /><br />Lagenda Budak Setan, the Malay love Epic, almost a fairy tale in reality. If love is pain, then Kasyah and Ayu personifies what painful love is. If love is a dream comes true, then Ayu and Kasyah manifested a very sweet, almost unreal dream.<br /><br /></div>Quite a surprise when i first saw the trailer and knowing there'll be a movie adaptation of this book. Well, i believe the storyline in the movie was compressed to be shorter than the actual novel. If you want to get more feel, try to read the novel.hehe. i pon dah tak ingat sangat how it ends.<br /><br />Tak sabar rasanya nak tengok. Quite amaze with the way the trailer is presented with the most touching song for this year. such an angelic voice and it blends very well with the movie. check it out below.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object style="background-image: url("http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/mZtxb3DdQUk/hqdefault.jpg");" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZtxb3DdQUk&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZtxb3DdQUk&hl=en_US&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"></embed></object></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-79091997819385271252010-05-27T00:34:00.003+08:002010-05-27T00:56:42.047+08:00Starry Starry Night.Dear Diary,<br /><br />I got little mixed up for the past few weeks. too much pressure coming on me, esp work. I don't know how to cope with it anymore, and i can't be telling too much info over here. the truth is, i feel like changing the environment, and im craving for that. but i dont do much actions from my end yet, which really frustrated my ownself. at one point of time, i feel like quitting, and live my life to be a housewife. but i am not sure that would be the path im planning to take at this junction. seems like a lot of things yet to achieve yet, and at the age of 27, u should still be focusing and charting your career.<br /><br />when the pressure gets too high, I can turn easily into somebody, moody, and not the usual cheerful myself. and there could be an occasion where i might offend or hurt people around me. my sanity and rationale was not intact. for that, i seek for forgiveness to some of you who might feel offended..<br /><br />talking about this, it's a bit sad if the purpose of friendship is being judged. maybe it was all rooted by a tense situation, but I am not blaming anyone, and perhaps i was the one who caused the tension. i don't want to force the situation, but my hope is, things will go back the way it used to be :( , back to the state where we could smile and laugh naturally..InsyaAllah<br /><br />and to end this note, here i am alone in my room. Hubby left to Bintulu again due to work commitments, and hasn't received any calls from him lately ever since he got on board to offshore. pretty weird, perhaps the communication line got cut off again. whatever it is, i'll pray that he'll be safe and hope to hear some news from him soon.:( i hope i could gather all my strengths and patience..<br /><br />to ease my sorrow for tonight, i looked for a song that can ease and comfort myself. such a nice song from Wali band..enjoy guys..nite2<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object style="background-image: url("http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/1EjvN_mSmF0/hqdefault.jpg");" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1EjvN_mSmF0&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1EjvN_mSmF0&hl=en_US&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"></embed></object></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-84251869713383032682010-04-30T01:20:00.001+08:002010-04-30T01:22:12.426+08:00for the sake of love.<strong>currently listening. yeah, lagu lama. tapi Lagu ini bagus bangat ya ;-)</strong><br /><strong>nyanyian Kerispatih</strong><br /><br />Maaf.. ku telah menyakitimu<br />Ku telah kecewakanmu<br />Bahkan ku sia-siakan hidupku,<br />dan kubawa kau s'perti diriku<br /><br />Walau hati ini t'rus menangis<br />Menahan kesakitan ini<br />Tapi ku lakukan semua demi cinta<br /><br />Akhirnya juga harus ku relakan kehilangan cinta sejatiku<br />Segalanya t'lah ku berikan<br />Juga semua kekuranganku<br />Jika memang ini yang terbaik<br />Untuk diriku dan dirinya<br />Kan ku t'rima semua demi cinta<br /><br />Jujur, aku tak kuasa,<br />saat terakhir ku genggam tanganmu<br />Namun yang pasti terjadi,<br /> kita mungkin tak bersama lagi<br /><br />Bila nanti esok hari<br />Ku temukan dirimu bahagia<br />Ijinkan aku titipkan.. kisah cinta kita selamanyaMiss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-740532197189734572010-04-30T01:03:00.009+08:002010-04-30T01:31:27.096+08:00beyoga. mind.body.soul.<span style="color:#009900;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7k56Ed7TCMIh4F88SVdMpP6FsQ-kuguSFS21DMQbOIvQOYYs0k4DAVq7n835iCKfyJdaLy6zt6rgnwFbZloo8KWzOvEyXV39msCXZA_FaoGFLLPfdUFfGhepOyYcUijiCaLQovzpVZQQ8/s150/be+yoga+white+bg+no+be.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7k56Ed7TCMIh4F88SVdMpP6FsQ-kuguSFS21DMQbOIvQOYYs0k4DAVq7n835iCKfyJdaLy6zt6rgnwFbZloo8KWzOvEyXV39msCXZA_FaoGFLLPfdUFfGhepOyYcUijiCaLQovzpVZQQ8/s150/be+yoga+white+bg+no+be.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Any of you <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">girlfriends (only)</span></strong> interested to be my Yoga Buddy on weekends?</div><div align="center">The sanctuary is located at Metropolitan Square, and the fee for weekends only is only RM100. You can have unlimited access to various Yoga/Pilates classes during weekends for only 100 bucks. </div><div align="center">For more information, please refer to <a href="http://www.beyoga.my/">http://www.beyoga.my</a><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Here are some benefits of practicising Yoga </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(<em>source :<a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?The-Benefit-of-Yoga&id=27952">http://ezinearticles.com/?The-Benefit-of-Yoga&id=27952</a>)</em></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">Yoga improves your flexibility.</span> </strong></div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">It helps to improve your balance. </span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#009900;">It tones your muscles. </span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#330099;">It helps to increase your level of energy.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#339999;">Yoga helps promote a sense of relaxation.<br /><br /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#66cccc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">soo...<strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;">Anyone???</span></strong></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-51532744436428503782010-04-18T18:21:00.013+08:002010-04-18T23:53:21.014+08:00*Two Thousand Nine*Hello April,<br /><br />It's been 4 months since we entered 2010, and this marks 4 months i've been in the marriage life. Time goes by so fast, people go in and out of your life..<br /><br />We've all known this fact, so you must never miss the opportunity to tell all of these people, how much they mean to you. Apa artinya aku tanpa kalian. he he .<br /><br />I've been meaning to write this entry since then..to welcome 2010, to welcome new life, and new journey. I must admit, for me to sail through the coming chapters in life, I still need my lovely people surrounding me, and over here I'd want to convey how much i cherish most of you for always being around me..<br /><br />Recapping 2009, many remarkable events happened in everyone's life. .which i feel like listing some of em below.Sorry kalau i ada termiss any important event, if you found any, pls remind me.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" >February 2009</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The month my best friend became Al Ala Fil's soul partner.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHnT5C1y-DPAxRnaUiZYQe_ObHMF3MSgTiwI1vnUZkZFHwVuNE6lzGWJtqxvIlX06fwWOZwyVM5_SAKKAlhXc7d4t6ea_wF1zI-fa2M9G0hyJ5DvyYICOTKpSRyWFvWw50eV_PlA9p3I/s1600-h/DSCF1634.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHnT5C1y-DPAxRnaUiZYQe_ObHMF3MSgTiwI1vnUZkZFHwVuNE6lzGWJtqxvIlX06fwWOZwyVM5_SAKKAlhXc7d4t6ea_wF1zI-fa2M9G0hyJ5DvyYICOTKpSRyWFvWw50eV_PlA9p3I/s400/DSCF1634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300122568228088386" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" >May 2009</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />The month my other best friend ended his single life. (Sorry takde gambar)<br /><br />and also..<br /><br />The month when me and my girls went for an amazing trip to Jakarta together (Rinduuunyaaaa,,, Ke sana lagi Yuk!)<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhU3qcSP8PXJf73wlYkOnhP2UPSLiE0Tfnx4MDWa7W3r2EA81gsdBt1IFc8QqO0xAqJhjV5g0BrRZbx307MpUKD-9L7slrzqrzl_YXrgPrcQOL7bQ9b7WJkD5F5ZNSEK37A63fdoqViw0/s1600-h/trip.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340522827299711986" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 344px; cursor: pointer; height: 258px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhU3qcSP8PXJf73wlYkOnhP2UPSLiE0Tfnx4MDWa7W3r2EA81gsdBt1IFc8QqO0xAqJhjV5g0BrRZbx307MpUKD-9L7slrzqrzl_YXrgPrcQOL7bQ9b7WJkD5F5ZNSEK37A63fdoqViw0/s400/trip.JPG" border="0" /></a><em></em><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" >June 2009</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The month my lovely and cheeky niece came to the earth, Qaseh Mia Irdeena. Qaseh is now a big girl..:)<br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCUu_SZstRUtJA28SVKwXV4ijchOFhDLaCmfzjUmZYZWGE3gGbOmPAuZnjiZ00ZcPH6nSz71En9mnq3dqIYsFEVyctgMz-4CCs4i3rvMZME3FGsylLhMU-VvHgzKKFzQHLwlCtNS1jXc/s1600/25699_380170944604_762704604_3530347_8050908_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCUu_SZstRUtJA28SVKwXV4ijchOFhDLaCmfzjUmZYZWGE3gGbOmPAuZnjiZ00ZcPH6nSz71En9mnq3dqIYsFEVyctgMz-4CCs4i3rvMZME3FGsylLhMU-VvHgzKKFzQHLwlCtNS1jXc/s320/25699_380170944604_762704604_3530347_8050908_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461484060482455618" border="0" /></a><br />and not forgetting..<br /><br />The month Lola was brought to home..:D<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1-I9J523DbwvdK4-HKTiDRQI2SJfLmW9LtsMya8JYEPHnHpblzgn1Abd-BEUVFHzhuPqS2OGLuX4L41s9h7Cix3BZiCpNWo_PdTdKYFt3XhG74M4840d1LHk8bj1AcqrtsbqtWBTImU0/s1600/22755_300586360824_579750824_3822129_2452475_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1-I9J523DbwvdK4-HKTiDRQI2SJfLmW9LtsMya8JYEPHnHpblzgn1Abd-BEUVFHzhuPqS2OGLuX4L41s9h7Cix3BZiCpNWo_PdTdKYFt3XhG74M4840d1LHk8bj1AcqrtsbqtWBTImU0/s320/22755_300586360824_579750824_3822129_2452475_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461484355667074290" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">October 2009</span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">The month my best friend finally locked Maliki in her heart.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsuavA97pZakD5Me9yWZfFpf5gCUlkIgxRnLpPkkz_7HKLQ3D6b9UPWc4D78AhbjSY5tPQKT7TaR31ZGBJ-vZjjK3wCIhAz4z5dKOGhD8zsFZ5_8DppN3A7ibXahfvPUBTgdisJcYf_ww/s1600/26506_1375250905961_1372474195_1031007_1813998_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsuavA97pZakD5Me9yWZfFpf5gCUlkIgxRnLpPkkz_7HKLQ3D6b9UPWc4D78AhbjSY5tPQKT7TaR31ZGBJ-vZjjK3wCIhAz4z5dKOGhD8zsFZ5_8DppN3A7ibXahfvPUBTgdisJcYf_ww/s320/26506_1375250905961_1372474195_1031007_1813998_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461485224574907394" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" >November 2009</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br />The month Allah has blessed our family again with Mummy's and Papa's 2nd grandson, Ezran Khaleef.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7OQPRxRM6UUpfeLxJMphyphenhyphen3BiDXyvYdCX7uG8w1o57JttkpgKjrYvgOjgXJ8eUAhnanRlxSTZXJaNJIG8IEtoFly9x6DG38UlHit3HmwatSfGFggEPNKhf9AvtaE59cqZeVC4hgaH0_U/s1600/15694_430180828764_527778764_5446151_1272522_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7OQPRxRM6UUpfeLxJMphyphenhyphen3BiDXyvYdCX7uG8w1o57JttkpgKjrYvgOjgXJ8eUAhnanRlxSTZXJaNJIG8IEtoFly9x6DG38UlHit3HmwatSfGFggEPNKhf9AvtaE59cqZeVC4hgaH0_U/s320/15694_430180828764_527778764_5446151_1272522_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461486529920388850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" >December 2009</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><br />The month my best friend finally tied the knot with her knight in shining armor, Rahman<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibyoiYw2QMdTbBqPbM_AhZp-TYdGQx4u785LEEamT9JBHvybjvZP-3XQQIqyEWFg4sVTp8GJD0tyftLWcd852klcfhGr7OGUcsUVCqrdTYQhrs1LNw1LxVgI8YjlxTmA4JMDZzCwOowwc/s1600/22650_244274364919_779464919_3046628_7488777_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibyoiYw2QMdTbBqPbM_AhZp-TYdGQx4u785LEEamT9JBHvybjvZP-3XQQIqyEWFg4sVTp8GJD0tyftLWcd852klcfhGr7OGUcsUVCqrdTYQhrs1LNw1LxVgI8YjlxTmA4JMDZzCwOowwc/s320/22650_244274364919_779464919_3046628_7488777_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461486540076681090" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">and <span style="font-size:180%;">last but not least</span>.. the month i became the bride, and married to Azzril Zolhaili.<br /></div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUli6umRwYcdpy__vohTJlT3AKJ-WyP6uFTY5qpmIgsSXvF1P06_1ajjD1LpYKmx6aB9FwhJ-rBD-WT3YuqICoabR1FVrBZPsOXasNqxjaSHJUdwkc4xIXlwIZm8FWALvHknqGZ6cEydk/s1600/DPP_0533.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUli6umRwYcdpy__vohTJlT3AKJ-WyP6uFTY5qpmIgsSXvF1P06_1ajjD1LpYKmx6aB9FwhJ-rBD-WT3YuqICoabR1FVrBZPsOXasNqxjaSHJUdwkc4xIXlwIZm8FWALvHknqGZ6cEydk/s320/DPP_0533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461494211919136306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hope I will be blessed in everything that I do for this year..<br /></div></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-65981913453623534442010-04-18T17:31:00.010+08:002010-05-26T23:52:40.056+08:00. . .<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdXBKKbv6eCzu58Gc-38ilhGh5zIctHOGGqhKak7oAZIjb_KAFrJ2unRYIFwLDMl4_Ni7ZCjy2LRYMzrUlIK2ovWTejhD8p4-ApP3LROwHCckZw8zhScRMp07Qzh-S14AS64SWfPhbLsM/s1600/IMG_0314+copy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461416319516295378" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 279px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdXBKKbv6eCzu58Gc-38ilhGh5zIctHOGGqhKak7oAZIjb_KAFrJ2unRYIFwLDMl4_Ni7ZCjy2LRYMzrUlIK2ovWTejhD8p4-ApP3LROwHCckZw8zhScRMp07Qzh-S14AS64SWfPhbLsM/s400/IMG_0314+copy.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">sekadar gambar hiasan :P</span><br /><br /></div><div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We walked again<br />in the midst of roadworks<br />and clamour. You, ill with<br />virus and fever in the strong light<br /><br />Our fingers touched<br />again and again and in<br />the end you held them<br /><br />I feel my heart sing.<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Quoted from "The Book of Sins"</span> </div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-43580428090916403412010-04-08T23:39:00.002+08:002010-04-08T23:40:18.580+08:00What do you want me to write in my blog?<div align="center">Apa agak2nya ya??</div><div align="center">Well, i've already had some ideas in the pipeline..perhaps i'll be updating some this weekend. Hopefully :-)</div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-71999729409676092262010-03-10T00:21:00.005+08:002010-03-10T01:06:43.911+08:00and yes.. I'm still alive :)<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Surprise....</span></span><br /><br />O' dear.<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Not sure how many comebacks i've made in my very own blog. i am terribly sorry if i did promise some of you to provide some updates on certain stuffs, but one thing for sure is that, i' shall not be writing as regular as before. i had greater commitments in real world as compared to the virtual world (minus the fact that i work with computers and virtual world 8-5 monday to friday). lame excuse, but i guess that's the only reason i have in mind. So, my promise to you, i'll try to keep you updated on whatever postings which i love to share, whenever i really have time.<br /><br />Loads of things happened from November 09 to date. there were times when i felt i was at the loose edge, due to various factors. personal.career.conflicts.etc. then as normal human being, we'll get up again, and try hard to move on.<br /><br />The biggest turning point was of course the change of my status, from a <span style="font-weight: bold;">girl</span> to a <span style="font-weight: bold;">woman</span>, an event which has turned my life to a remarkable degree, in which to be exact, from <span style="font-weight: bold;">'single'</span> to '<span style="font-weight: bold;">married</span>', the one and only career that requires lifetime commitment ;-)<br /><br />well, i don't intend to blab so much in this post. the initial intention was just a brief & short. I will tell more stories in the next one.<br /><br />and to conclude, yes, i am still alive and kicking. i am still the same Ilah as before. no matter how life has turned me, it has always been the same me. life is always unpredictable. but if you're intelligent enough to handle it, you'll go through it. see you in the next post dear.*hugs*<br /></div></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-84473831065669894532009-11-04T01:32:00.001+08:002009-11-04T01:34:54.846+08:00why can't i have more time in this world??<div align="center">too many things happened recently. i miss expressing everything in this blog. :( gonna make a comeback soon.</div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-11021471884691636582009-09-19T09:48:00.000+08:002009-09-19T10:00:46.422+08:00It's the 'Raya Routine' that i miss ~ ;-)It's the last day of Ramadhan. It is such a sad moment that Ramadhan is leaving us so soon. Can't believe how fast time flies. I've set in mind earlier that i'd like to post something before i actually go off for Hari Raya leave.<br /><br />This year its gonna be different, we going to celebrate this festive with two new members in the family, El, my sister in law and my beautiful niece, Qaseh. I'm glad and proud to be born as Kelantanese. knowing that the celebration there will be as joyful as always, the traditions have never faded. I'd like to share with all of you on how raya actually went for our family..<br /><br />Malam raya, would be the most awaited moment. On that night alone, most of my uncles and aunties from various states will arrive, and all the couzies will be busy playing with the firecrackers. And malam tu jugak lah, baru la my mom, my aunts, kalut2 nak kemas rumah..nak ambik baju raya from tailor.. hi hi, i miss those moment. and yang paling my mom marah, if on that night itself, me and my cousin mirna baru nak start buat kuih raya. (cornflake madu je, picked the easiest one) kah kah kah. It has always been a trend, that we will sleep close to 5 am on malam raya. biasa lah, bila jumpa all the relatives, kelab ketupat will be officially launched again :p<br /><br />Next day, the most peaceful morning, each of us would be awaken around approximately 7 am, by the sound of banging on our door. That would be our beloved father,a.ka Tn Haji (;p) waking us up for Solat Hari Raya and the trend has been like that since I was little kid, i guess. hi hi. The advantage would be to those yang uzur, hehe, tak payah siap cepat2..<br /><br />Our open house will be held on the third day. My mom would prepare her best dish for the open house, and on this particular event itself, i think i can gain more than 2 kgs immediately. scary..ni yang kena ambik herbalife balik ni. and the fourth day would be filled by visiting uncles, relatives's house etc. time ni makan giler banyak lagi..adoiii...<br /><br />Well, let's see if this routine is gonna be repeated this year. I'll tell you once this week is over, k ;-)<br /><br />I am actually writing this post in conjuction with reminiscing our late datuk and nenek, my late uncles (dad's side), Muhaimi Abas, Mohd Khairuddin Ab Rahman as well as my late uncle and his wife (mum's side), Azlan Shah Mamat and Siti Hasmah who have left us for the past few years. Your absence in this world are truly felt by all of us. Your soul are still warm in our heart and will always be, especially during this blessed Syawal, and we shall never forget you..May Allah bless you and rest in peace.<br /><br />To the rest, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, and saya nak mintak maaf banyak2 andai kata ada salah dan silap, humans are not perfect, we can't run away from mistakes. So, 0-0 lah yer ;-)Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-27410387479821621662009-09-12T00:36:00.001+08:002009-09-12T00:42:30.759+08:00:~~(<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCbHyqCDDEkN_h8XygwyTI5-UAjHkVxVNnrCRWGV1wym2TCa58RmVs1g8nuFddVghmVlMT8_ZQfq_Ag0WY74l9O5nhNHFyhuooU9m0p3JOLQ1MjmCmBZeIVnF4rxjCwO-Rnh5Z95NgYtrq/s320/768453-2-tears-and-all.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCbHyqCDDEkN_h8XygwyTI5-UAjHkVxVNnrCRWGV1wym2TCa58RmVs1g8nuFddVghmVlMT8_ZQfq_Ag0WY74l9O5nhNHFyhuooU9m0p3JOLQ1MjmCmBZeIVnF4rxjCwO-Rnh5Z95NgYtrq/s320/768453-2-tears-and-all.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-59535870717430731172009-09-09T23:51:00.006+08:002009-09-10T00:15:24.895+08:00My Qaseh ..<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjh9jbtThc8O8S_1TCOOBaYnCChAAmku4j47L_OchvDrCE1Mhob67v8xEZ-_UyBjULG5nfXJh42bhSOWRgUaptqhWvRN8hc0P3HZqRi0xjREwdNUHH8z87ZU4AYWH4L30D8v2COjAsQ8/s1600-h/qaseh.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499847328259746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjh9jbtThc8O8S_1TCOOBaYnCChAAmku4j47L_OchvDrCE1Mhob67v8xEZ-_UyBjULG5nfXJh42bhSOWRgUaptqhWvRN8hc0P3HZqRi0xjREwdNUHH8z87ZU4AYWH4L30D8v2COjAsQ8/s400/qaseh.jpg" border="0" /></a><em> <strong>a picture of qaseh on the first day she came to the earth. Welcome to the earth baby..;-) love you sooo much<br /></strong></em><br />i may have promised some of you to share the pics of my first and foremost cutest creature, my one and only niece thus far, Qaseh Mia Irdeena bt Nazarudin, daugter of my elder sister, Et and her hubby, Naza.<br />She was born on 12th June 09, 11.02 A.M, 5 days after my birthday. boleh celebrate birthday sama2 :-)<br /><br />ndek...i miss Qaseh already<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXF6cdMKMho-GKNXlfXqVacDB0GqOxG4oTK_tDqrYNRia0-mT2rlPbmAOe7ePi0pIq_idqVBxJjpW7c8tFOYYH8kvL8-jgE5iKN7VhyPW29RFGhLRLWi1yshnxi_gL_kFEO8mGvznf5I/s1600-h/qasehmummy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499217504766258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXF6cdMKMho-GKNXlfXqVacDB0GqOxG4oTK_tDqrYNRia0-mT2rlPbmAOe7ePi0pIq_idqVBxJjpW7c8tFOYYH8kvL8-jgE5iKN7VhyPW29RFGhLRLWi1yshnxi_gL_kFEO8mGvznf5I/s400/qasehmummy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em>above: qaseh with mummy<br /></em></strong><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYegc9zrapkX2ImPKNLygrEgMSw5vhicB2UAwouD73g16uZyBBgECfaWp-pWsyx0YCcfAzDNf4GKuNWMdu5h1mQrgJHJ00FilD_tl1FIXArm-bH15wEL2C0dJOSp7G1r4ZrEVkHlSNvXw/s1600-h/qaseh3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499212987376402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYegc9zrapkX2ImPKNLygrEgMSw5vhicB2UAwouD73g16uZyBBgECfaWp-pWsyx0YCcfAzDNf4GKuNWMdu5h1mQrgJHJ00FilD_tl1FIXArm-bH15wEL2C0dJOSp7G1r4ZrEVkHlSNvXw/s400/qaseh3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>above: qaseh on the way for injection . cian "acheh" :p</strong></em><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVts2uKf5i9CAXcBfKDsYz9Z_gheu63sFJPDF4O-suOEwDZLZieA8W5nNXnBtgL_dk96LnBhEM-dwlbpNC4YAK6ip6XdBXDUWGSnBOn4d514T55eABkRwEIl47mLCD8LUvetoFKUXur_I/s1600-h/qaseh2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379501038250542258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVts2uKf5i9CAXcBfKDsYz9Z_gheu63sFJPDF4O-suOEwDZLZieA8W5nNXnBtgL_dk96LnBhEM-dwlbpNC4YAK6ip6XdBXDUWGSnBOn4d514T55eABkRwEIl47mLCD8LUvetoFKUXur_I/s400/qaseh2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><strong>above: qaseh doing her pose ;-)<br /></strong></em><div></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZyIcqJSMXNXoAg8yGr600bnlg_9-gL_safepauGsSi8nrBqERDbBTxbGognvkAKvt9CrxkdViTrzGwiYKlpQS16WBcSnSSqZpMZ_3LpKaMxMlfYGo-PLvZnTEuDKQxBvMdXdS6QJBUk/s1600-h/qasehtanter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499230463676338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZyIcqJSMXNXoAg8yGr600bnlg_9-gL_safepauGsSi8nrBqERDbBTxbGognvkAKvt9CrxkdViTrzGwiYKlpQS16WBcSnSSqZpMZ_3LpKaMxMlfYGo-PLvZnTEuDKQxBvMdXdS6QJBUk/s400/qasehtanter.jpg" border="0" /></a><em> </em><strong><em>above: qaseh with tanter ilah</em> </strong><br /></div></div><br /></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-56817808313171064152009-09-09T23:40:00.008+08:002009-09-10T00:14:55.612+08:00i got no title for this post.<div align="center">i am deeply hurt over what had happened for the last two days</div><div align="center">i am a normal human being, whose feeling need to be taken care, if not as a whole, at least, a little mercy and piece of comfort would be sufficient.</div><div align="center">i seek for His blessings to always calm me down, not to turn me into a bad girl, not to let me to live with such weird feelings, :-(</div><div align="center">i'll always pray for it happiness. </div><div align="center">InsyaAllah.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-84499046182364037762009-09-06T16:40:00.006+08:002009-09-07T01:03:16.518+08:00Bagiku, Sungai Nil dan Mesir itu jodoh...I was on a business trip for the last two weeks, been wanting to write this post since then, but knowing the limited time that i have in my hand, always hindering me from posting sthing in my blog.<br /><br />masa duduk dalam bilik and takde apa nak buat, the only thing that i could do was to watch tv show. luckily tv3 rerun the indonesia movie ayat-ayat cinta. i thought all these while movie ni macam movie biasa, or another boring movie, coz masa tengok last time i watched it in the middle. but i do heard from few friends that it was the best romantic islamic movie by Indonesia.<br /><br />Saya akui, it is indeed a novel and film which made me realize how close the relationship between humans and the Creator. cukup berlinangan and memberi impak..<br /><br />Cerita ini buat saya terfikir..bahawa sesungguhnya antara saya - kamu - mereka dan TUHAN yang mengikatnya adalah CINTA. Dan erti sesungguhnya tentang CINTA adalah ikhlas dan sabar.Itu saja.<br /><br />Bahawa apapun dan bagaimanapun sebuah ketulusan akan diuji. Dan melalui kesabaran hingga pada suatu titik keikhlasan yang datang dari hati - maka seketika segalanya akan dimudahkan oleh Nya.<br /><br />Berbahas tentang JODOH...<br />Bahawa sesungguhnya setiap manusia telah ada jodohnya masing-masing. Yang paling menggetarkan adalah di mana ketika kita dihadapkan terhadap dua pilihan untuk harus melepaskan orang yang kita cintai kerana ada hal lain yang lebih penting untuk dipertahankan.. atau merelakan orang yang kita cintai untuk menjadi milik orang lain.<br /><br />Cinta - tidak semuanya harus saling memiliki. Ketika kita sedar antara cinta dan obsesi sebuah rasa untuk memiliki adalah dua hal yang berbeza maka disanalah ilmu ikhlas dan sabar berperanan penuh.<br /><br />Semuanya yang berliku kerana di sanalah art of life, sebagaimana kita berserah dan sebagaimana kita memohon pada Yang Maha Esa maka sebegitu jualah yang akan di Beri. Sekali lagi cinta adalah Ikhlas dan sabar. Untuk siapapun itu Sang Pencipta, ibu bapa ,keluarga, sahabat, dan pasangan jiwa.<br /><br />Saya jatuh cinta dengan ungkapan Maria dan Fahri in that movie...<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.5in 0pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">“Kamu percaya pada jodoh Fahri?”</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.5in 0pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">“Ya, setiap orang memiliki…”</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.5in 0pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">“…jodohnya masing-masing. Itu yang selalu kamu bilang. Aku rasa Sungai Nil dan Mesir, itu jodoh. Senang ya, kalau kita bisa bertemu dengan jodoh yang diberikan Tuhan dari langit.”</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.5in 0pt; line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">“Bukan dari langit Maria, tapi dari hati…dekat sekali.”</span></span></span></p><br />such a wonderful script written by the writer and made me think deep...<br /><br />Sempena Ramadan yang mulia ini, i hope it is not too late for me to apologize to all for any of my wrong doings throughout the years you've known me , which might unintentionally hurt any of you.<br /><br />Happy blessed Ramadan.. Semoga di bulan yang mulia ini kita dapat mencari keberkatan.<br /><br />Amin.Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-50637473816221175512009-07-25T21:15:00.003+08:002009-07-25T21:17:39.213+08:00jangan kau menangis~taking a break from my work, i found a malay version of don't sleep away the night by the original singer daniel sahuleka<br />well the lyrics is so sad ... :-(<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQGZgXzEoCs">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQGZgXzEoCs</a></div><br /><div align="center">Malam ini kau bersamaku</div><div align="center">Malam ini kupelukmu mesra</div><div align="center">Betapa pilu terasa dihati</div><div align="center">Kaupun menangis sedih</div><div align="center">Sayangku.. cintaku untukmu<br />Jangan kau menangis sayangku</div><div align="center">Hapuskanlah airmatamu</div><div align="center">Ku tak ingin malam ini kau bersedih</div><div align="center">Cintaku setulus hati</div><div align="center">Oh.. sayangku..<br />Harus kau terima perpisahan ini</div><div align="center">Walau sejuta duka dihati</div><div align="center">Aku pergi dan kembali lagi</div><div align="center">Doakanlah daku pergi</div><div align="center">Oh sayangku..Oh cintaku..Oh.. untukmu..</div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-90647407408806941662009-06-18T22:33:00.001+08:002009-06-18T22:38:11.726+08:00Lost :-(<div align="center"><em>'Cause you are not alone</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>I'm always there with you</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>And we'll get lost together</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Till the light comes pouring through'</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Cause when you feel like you're done</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>And the darkness has won</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Babe, you're not lost</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>When your worlds crashing down</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>And you can't bear the thoughtI said, </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>babe, you're not lost............</em></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-32640014643173024292009-06-07T00:37:00.003+08:002009-06-11T01:28:35.970+08:00Happy Birthday to Ilah ;-)<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />07.06.2009</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Happy Birthday to myself, Ilah, Nabilah, Siti, Bella, Nab, Nabs, Nebby, Sit, Melah, Mek Lah or any other names which have been addressed by others. Regardless on what they called me, I am still the same me, untili today. For that, I thank God for His blessings on letting me to still live and breathe in this wonderful world at the age of 26. Alhamdulillah :-)</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-73182311614028968772009-05-31T01:04:00.000+08:002009-06-11T01:05:25.575+08:00Happy Birthday Koh Seng:-)Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-36247411152312655422009-05-30T03:16:00.011+08:002009-06-04T23:15:13.567+08:00Remember those days?<p>Dear diary,</p><p>Yesterday when I was roaming unnecessarily at the mall, suddenly i just realized i ended up at the kids' toys section. Being there alone, it does reminisces my childhood memories, especially when i stumbled upon looking at wonderful and latest collection of <strong>Barbie dolls.</strong><br /><br /></p><p>Do you know that i used to be a fan of Barbie dolls? i think this is the only thing i forgot to mention in my old diary :) As far as i remember, i have collected around 30+ barbie, then at the age of 14 years old, i stopped buying it.Probably I have sworn to myself that when <strong>the day</strong> came, i would stop involving myself with all those kids stuff. Lambat gila kan matured. ha ha ha<br /></p><p>I still remember what was it like when we played our dolls. My big sister, Et was not inclined into those stuff, so the only sibling left to play with was Mimie. Mimie has a huge collection of Barbie as me, but knowing her, she hardly took care of the dolls. I kept all my dolls in a cabinet in my parents' room, whilst Mimie put in a big black plastic trash bag .ha ha. no offence ya borak :) So, on one fine evening, my maid, who was happened to tidying up Mimie's room at time, mistakenly thought that the plastic bag contained trash. So she took it, and burnt it, together with other trashes. There goes the full set of Mimie's barbie dolls..sob sob kesiannnnn..:p<br /><br />So, Mimie had to start collecting again, while i still had mine. While she began collecting, i lent her some of my dolls. When we played, we will have full set of Barbie stuffs, ranging from the clothings, combs, shoes, and not to mention on the furniture sets, living room, dining room, kitchen. We even had a camping set. So there was a time when our Barbie scene getting bored, we set a scene on Barbie & friends went on a camping. :p<br /><br />kikikiki.. I giggled when I remember how sweet the moment was. Especially when we made a scene where Barbie needs to have a boyfriend. Our problem was, we did not have Ken's dolls. So we just used the 'cheap' Ken and rotate it among the dolls. </p><p>Until now, I still keep my first Barbie doll. She was plain and ordinary. She wore pink ruffles dress, and tied hair. her skin was a little bit dark, <strong>Chindian</strong> barbie maybe :-p</p><p>My last barbie doll was Jewel hair mermaid barbie. It was a gift from my mom's friend. and can u imagine, the barbie was still sealed in the box. i haven't unsealed the package. she has the longest hair with gold costume. If you wanna see the picture of it, see below.<br /><br /><a href="http://i8.ebayimg.com/03/i/001/20/b5/858c_1.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i8.ebayimg.com/03/i/001/20/b5/858c_1.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p>I really miss those childhood moments. Well, Barbie is just a part of it. I still keep my Barbie dolls in a proper place. I love all of them, probably its time for me to give away, possibly to my future daughters soon :-)</p><p>To my lovely siblings, Keyoe, Et, Mat and Mimie, this post is actually dedicate to all of you. I wanted to tell the whole world how much I miss our childhood times and how much I am blessed have wonderful siblings..;-)</p><p>cheers, hugs n kisses,<br />ilah</p>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-17450397747551287392009-05-30T02:54:00.004+08:002009-05-30T03:06:18.170+08:00What I Want for My B'day #4<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijotHsbcHz5uXGRhJs_whqUCtKqkIHI6PkZz9c_fpZdejvz0rwGHhgWcYByRkgIRW1mMy7oxzle10kpgKJsKwwyaOo7LEOE5eLJ06kqpLJSYiikFnCSHPWB3NPfhaDDMCKlWvG9FfdYg/s1600-h/gucci.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341323458833955058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijotHsbcHz5uXGRhJs_whqUCtKqkIHI6PkZz9c_fpZdejvz0rwGHhgWcYByRkgIRW1mMy7oxzle10kpgKJsKwwyaOo7LEOE5eLJ06kqpLJSYiikFnCSHPWB3NPfhaDDMCKlWvG9FfdYg/s400/gucci.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Actually, I am still deciding on which one should i choose? Whether its <u><strong>Flora by Gucci</strong></u> or <u><strong>Paul Smith Floral.</strong> </u> hmm..both are floral scents. but i think i'd prefer Paul smith Floral, as it smells nicer and softer. plus it is EDP. can last longer.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">or can i have both...?? :-p </div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656100367204163059.post-87454674252987068062009-05-30T02:38:00.004+08:002009-05-30T02:53:31.656+08:00What I Want for My B'day #3<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjr19Syaf9nZ6ub4FuIl4qFT1z2TYGhFVUA1HQYicGwLBYt0ZPmQl64L2TnrVquMq0OtWSdiOrNmVKVnEmppO46kqBHZP1djoLstj88x3I8ouvCv_a1u4j7VK7bk-xDWqwvYqx7VzFA_I/s1600-h/gala%20night%20jewellery%20holder.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341318592724808354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjr19Syaf9nZ6ub4FuIl4qFT1z2TYGhFVUA1HQYicGwLBYt0ZPmQl64L2TnrVquMq0OtWSdiOrNmVKVnEmppO46kqBHZP1djoLstj88x3I8ouvCv_a1u4j7VK7bk-xDWqwvYqx7VzFA_I/s400/gala%2520night%2520jewellery%2520holder.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div align="center">"Mannequin Jewellery Holder".</div><div align="center">I don't know whats the name of this stuff. I guess its just a Jewellery holder. kat atas tu i just reka2 je.</div><div align="center">I don't have a proper place to store my necklaces. so i guess this is the perfect for all my necklaces. kan?? hehehe Kat Ikano ada jual ;-) </div><div align="center">any designs are acceptable..but the mannequin dress have to be glamor sikit k.</div><div align="center">pleaseeeeeeee???? :-)</div><div></div>Miss Ilahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01977443114271594654noreply@blogger.com1